The nature of the nature is to nurture and to care
The nature is very gentle & full of love that is rare
She loves like a mother & provides like a father
The air we breathe & the food we are after
All of us take shelter on this mystic abode
Slowly degrading it & increasing its load
The wind, the water & the ground we pollute
We make nature suffer without a dispute
The snow capped mountains & the lush green trees
The free flowing river & the still calming seas
We are about to lose all, stop if U please
I miss the chirpy birds & the fragrant breeze
I want to play in the farms & beneath the trees
Wake up to this cause & help nature breathe
This amazing beauty, of chaos all around
Fills my eager mind, with possibilities & doubt
Whatever should happen, whatever should not
Should I take the path more traveled, or the one less trot
Enjoy the sweet whispers, of life in my ears
Or just take it by storm, year after year
Oh! The dilemma, to say Yes or to say NO
To each hearty desire, my love did ever throw
No matter how genuine, no matter how lame
Regardless of what happens, I am to be blamed
The fierce scorching heat, of all the expectations
Just adds to my failures, my dereliction
I wonder how I am happy, & eager to carry on
As if the whole cosmos, has tagged me along
Amid the huge chaos, of death & birth of stars
Mine’s a similar fable, full of humor, love & scars
Enthralled & entrenched, in this beautiful chaos
I feel I have been a part (of it), for eons & eons!
Exalted and pleased and elevated I feel,
With the trust you have showered, pious I feel,
In this dearth of discontent, contented I feel,
High in spirits and full of zeal.
Every moment we shared, feels like a steal,
A precious memory, a discounted deal!
The inexplicable happiness I feel,
Has all been your giving, unheard, unseen!
Heartfelt gratitude, and thank you umpteen,
It has been a pleasure, a treasure pristine…
The sweet whispers of your fragrance,
draw me closer to you, your ethereal essence,
The sweet nothings of your boredom,
make me indulge in you, your complete freedom,
The sweet sensations of your voice,
make me believe in you, your charismatic poise,
The sweet goosebumps of your charm,
give me a pleasurable sensation, your larking psalm,
Entangled in you, your lustrous locks,
Mystified by you, your looks, your walk!
Make me or break me, but don’t you wake me,
coz this dream is far too real, just far too reel to hate me,
These illusions keep haunting me, pulverize me,
I cease to exist beyond you, Exorcise me!
Justice has prevailed,
They say, celebrating with ale.
All they did, all we did,
meaningless, unless they hid!
Hid under the curtains dark,
all our efforts and all our mark
To reveal what was non-existent
coz we were not brave, but hesitant
Coying before the capital punishment
We knelt down, to avoid harassment.
Every voice succumbed by the prime,
As if even asking was a crime.
Tackling all the counters in supreme fashion,
They forgot, it was but, all about passion.
Killing joy with their bare blows,
Mercilessly slaughtering the dreams we behold,
they ordered, ruled and abused us,
& we degraded coz we fell for lust.
Tangled ourselves in the vicious circle,
Craving for that extra bit in our cubicle,
We were left waiting for the final verdict,
Now, we look back to what we did, & realize,
We are not even close to what we deserve,
Laughing, they announce, ‘The Unfair Justice’, has been served.
There’s a storm inside me, a storm of wild emotions,
a storm that’s active and reacts to every sensation.
It makes me uneasy and eats up all my reaction,
all my words and all my expressions.
It confuses me and everyone around me,
Creating false illusions all around me.
It alters my character & all I am,
Confusing even myself of what I am.
It shakes not just my emotions, but my very foundation.
Tried a lot of methods, anger, love, even meditation.
But all in vain, I am unable to reduce its pain,
The quandary that’s present, makes it look like a game.
This storm has created a vacuum inside me,
where all my emotions are trapped and they plea to be free
But they are unable to fight the thoughts:
That they have been trapped for far too long to be sought.
And though they have lost significance & no longer matter,
They are always in a state of constant conflict & batter.
Trapping even what I want to say now, what I feel now.
But I am trapped in this vicious circle, I don’t know how!
Had a few words to say to U
Why I had been avoiding U
With all the counters I could think
& all the logics blended in a drink
I knew I was late, late to realize
That it was a mistake to summarize
Summarize all my thoughts and emotions
& never empathize your sensation
Now, I scream out loud to reach U
but the distance between is much too large
& No matter how much I scream,
My words are just some Whispers of a Dream
that echo hard, but are never heard
Left to echo for eternity and never to be heard
Standing in this swarm of echos,
I feel nothing but excruciating pain
& I wake up from this Nightmare
pleading God to rid me of this dare
Still I need to ask U, about this dream
Am I really gonna have those Whispers of the Dream?