The Silhouette...

Let me fly out in this moment,
Let me fly just one more time...
The sun is at its zenith,
The clouds give a light cover...

Its my wings anyway,
Then why wouldn’t you let me go??
Am i a slave at your peril?
Then why am i in your hold??

The sky is my home,
I sing about my freedom...
Bounded in your clutches,
Its death that you give in pieces...

O please!! do let me fly,
I am a creature of the sky...
Just once let me feel that wind,
And happily, i would let you win....

Dry are my eyes,
But cry i did...
For the pain inside,
Is too consuming...

Gathering the sharpnels,
Of your words unsaid...
Piercing my very being,
Nursing the wounds undressed...

Egos unbent, they say,
Sacrifices untold, it is...
Whats in between,
Your eyes in silence, screams...

The present, so surreal,
Yet living the ordeal...
Purpose is not what it seems,
Love, they say, survives by all means...


For most it may seem completely distorted when read in a flow, it seems as if somethings amiss here...true, it is a portrayal of something that has been inside for long...i wouldn’t elaborate much on what the whole thing means, coz then you wouldn’t be able to interpret it in your own way which i believe is the right of every reader....

Well, thanks to all of you, for you are the very reason this particular post is here...

Staring through the night,
Searching for a reason…
Holding to my heart,
Now just pieces of crimson…

Looking back,
The footprints of time…
I feel your presence,
You are still mine…

Walking the distance,
Afraid of the present…
Gone are you,
Gone are all the seasons…



Well, I had given up writing more than a year ago…the only poem I had written in the recent past was as a reply or say comment for someone elses poem. Well, I myself am not much satisfied with th efinal outcome of this, but I had to write not for anyone but for myself, had to let those emotions out…had to free myself…

Named it journey for the sole reason that, all I could do is think and think about how it was yesterday, and the train of thoughts inevitably reminding me of the present…


To you,
Your Silhouette…

“You are still talking to her?” Akash’s dad shouted. His voice fully expressed the anger he felt. Akash just glanced towards him. No words, but the look said it all. They never got along well, but Akash’s relationship with Tapasya had only aggravated it.

It was a daily thing, Akash’s dad returning back after a stressful day and occasionally seeing his only son on the line with a girl, his dad referred to her as ‘That Woman’, or sometimes ‘That B***h’. His dad didn’t mind his son having an affair, but this was different, Tapasya was a Divorcee and had kids. “So what?” Akash would argue. She is a divorcee is not a fault of hers, and moreover she is of your daughter’s age!! His whole family dis-approved, and that included his sister, who was till recently his close friend more than a sister.

“Is falling in love with a divorcee wrong? Is it so wrong to part ways with a person who abuses you and sleeps around with different girls wrong? Is it always ‘The Woman’ who is wrong? Once married, is it necessary for a wife to bear everything no matter what the husband does? Is her life over? Doesn’t she have the right to live her own life on her terms?”

“It’s against the society. I would lose my respect among our people.” Akash’s dad fumed. “Are you living for the society of yours or your family? Where were your so called people when you needed them?”

The argument never ends. The dinner is never served. The night begins with a dead silence and whispered sobs.

Akash prays for forgiveness, for he had raised his voice with his parents. His parents pray, for their son to get some sense.

How much does Ethics matter in todays society?? To be honest, the society never does develops, or rather, the pace is painfully slow. Is falling in love ethical?? Is it wrong to stand by someone you love? or is it more right to follow the path your parents choose for you? coz they brought you up??