Elsewhere

(I)

Come wake me up,

up from the world that I am in,

for I can tell you it is a bad dream,

trying to lock me in its spin,

sit beside me,

take mine and wedge your fingers in,

tell me you are with me,

and let the story begin,

heave me,

slide my arm on your shoulders slow,

ask me if I am okay?

ask me if I am ready to go?

then walk me from there,

and talk me from there,

take me by your hand,

take me elsewhere…..,

let me forget who I am,

let me remember you again,

let me touch and feel you now,

for my wait upon you to finally drain,

shed my tiredness by your words of care,

all my miseries, none to spare,

tell me it wasn’t worthless trying so hard,

that my hopes had burnt to ashes in the air,

if there is some love left in you,

let me sink in it all bare,

wipe my tears and let me wipe your share,

take me by your hand,

take me elsewhere…..,

(II)

Are you the dying sun?

or you are the rising one?

I can't tell the difference when I see the two,

tell me, tell me which one is you,

tell me how long will you stay?

will you turn my days into night or my nights into day?

make me, break me, tell me you're there,

tell me you'd be around somewhere,

yes I am this fearful, so make me aware,

take me by your hand,

take me elsewhere,

remind me, your words haven't lost the meaning,

the vows you made are still breathing,

I am the reason you have been living,

and I haven't truly lost what I have been seeking,

rub my skin, outline my face,

from my chin pass through my hair,

and while you're, don’t blink my stare,

just hold me by your hand,

carry me elsewhere,

(III)

Lift the weight of all that was left unanswered,

it grew heavy on me as the days went by,

release upon me your sigh and explain,

that you too went through all the same,

that you met my reflections wherever you went,

sat alone on the quiet stairs to vent,

all that filled your insides every moment,

figuring the sense to it all, that the very time meant,

you kept telling yourself back and again,

that this, is not the end,

it ate you to believe it is all true,

down a tree in the woods of memories you,

sat frozen like me under the snowing grief,

while you let your soul be swallowed in an endless wait,

that I will return as life to you though late,

and as you complete,

wording your story to me,

let the looming darkness,

immerse into light alongside,

as I break my head in to your chest,

provoke my spirits by yours to walk beside,

and as we leave behind this numbing pain,

from this earth to other worlds out there,

let’s be one and build a home elsewhere,

breathe our ends together in an abode out there,

let us, be one, to find a home elsewhere…..

Why blame them?

Why blame them when we cut the colors in the light, 

why blame them when we made the black and the white, 

Why blame them for this human and what he vexes, 

Why blame them, for the crafted unequal sexes, 

Why blame them for the lost peace and the pause, 

Why blame them, when we’re the ones causing wars, 

Why blame them for the corrupt in its varying roles, 

Why blame them, when we’re clothed on our dead souls, 

Why blame them for the right and the wrong, 

Why blame them, when we broke from the roots we belonged, 

Why blame them for what came out as dreams and mere lies, 

Why blame them, when we couldn't stand the truth in the eyes, 

Why blame them when for the punishments we live, 

Why blame them for all we can’t forget and forgive, 

Why blame them when we are the ones who made the differences, 

Why blame them when we are the ones who gaped the distances, 

Why blame them for the broken hearts we couldn't mend, 

Why blame them when we couldn't bring love in a lasting trend, 

Why blame the gods, the times and the nature, 

Why blame them for our values in fracture, 

Why not blame ourselves and sit with them and muse, 

When we are left with all but the choices we choose, 

Why not blame ourselves for sins we committed loose, 

Why not look inside ourselves and come to a truce, 

and while the change follows the why and the why nots, 

let me wipe your tears, with my thumbs soft and clean, 

hold you after all that has happened and been seen, 

“We will live again, am sure, 

but only if we'll let us be, 

let everyone be, 

We will live again, am sure, 

but only if we'll let us be, 

let everyone be......”

Barefoot...

There is something that is empty and alive,

but as empty as without life,

it keeps echoing in the hollowed heart,

and it echoes till you fall apart….,

You try to find someone,

Someone who can understand you,

you try to find someone,

who can truly standby you,

you pretend to feel someone long gone,

was just here, right here with you,

then you throw the things away forcefully,

sighing and screaming your blue,

you break to find a body then on,

to rub yourself and cry upon,

just few moments and nothing you'd want,

and you in die desperation to wait all along,

you see the people who've torn your insides,

and there is nothing that you can do,

you run and find a corner in the dark,

and cry your helpless to,

you sleep wishing the next day,

the next morning would bring you relief,

but as the day comes closer to an end,

it turns out a broken belief,

you find the emotions you've held so long,

actually held you in turn,

and they have set a fire on you now,

to laugh and watch you burn,

you yell that it keeps getting hard,

as if someone will make it easy for you,

you want all the noises to die down,

and then you complain the vacuum,

still,

as the whole of this whirl will go round,

someday you’ll find the lost strength abound,

you’ll find you are a child of a year or two,

and this life’s a story read bedtime to you,

you can listen and draw your imaginary view,

but you can’t change,

you can’t change what it brings to you,

and at the end of the story, you will find yourself,

walking the roads bare foot,

the winds of peace will come up to,

lift away the weight of memories,

away the weight of miseries,

away the pain of weights long held,

away the weight of past you beheld,

and then the clamor will come finally down,

happiness inside will raise it’s ground,

free as the air, you will experience so,

 and fly the heavens as the winds begin to blow……

Let it go...

Turn off all these city lights,

allow the night to pour inside,

shed some tiredness off yourself now,

and put aside the weights,

of all the vows,

revise the time when,

some tranquil landed in,

and hold that memory,

a minute or two,

try and live some remains of it,

I’m sure you'll not feel lone in this vacuum,

back your back with some soft back now,

loose your hand cuffs and your chains,

take it as your last night of the time,

let all the worries in a thoughtless drain,

let the curtains of your eyes fall down around,

shut the doors of your ears and keep noises awaiting,

I know it will be dark but don’t be scared,

there's a peace you have searched for,

and now it's displaying,

my words may not stand what you may feel,

or might have felt long ago,

but there's something called "tasting the moment",

and I name it "let it go"....,

it’s not an escape or runaway, no,

but a respite that you've longed forever, so,

to let your insides repair and prepare quietly,

all that you've held so long,

just let, just let it go,

just let, just let it go....,

The Desert

He is a lost soul,

whose heart has conquered him,

he has found himself,

who has tamed his mind to fit in,

he is a true sailor,

who rides on the tides of truth,

he has drowned in the whirl,

whose hasn’t lied that few,

he who walks is not being held by urge and desires,

he has grown root on the way,

who stopped to taste those desires,

he hasn’t given up,

who still join hands and prays,

he has laid down his arms,

who didn’t believe, in next morning's rays,

he will love again,

who remembers the good time,

he will continue his hate,

who has carried it all in mind,

he has earned his very best,

who always gave it to the rest,

he ended up with deep losses,

who caused another’s' Jesus and crosses,

he hasn’t let out his hope,

who still goes oiling the lamp,

he who didn’t protect the flame,

kept searching the light and turned a tramp,

and I?

I have this map above,

to direct and drive me,

I'm on voyage in this desert,

following my will's lead,

and I would like if you join me too,

for there’s not much time,

not much time for this time to flee.

You choose

Do you want to feel misunderstood?

giving away your helpless reasons,

do you want to sit on the ground, crying?

with all the regrets dancing around you,

do you want to dream day and night?

and wake up too late,

do you want to spend some more time thinking?

and wait a perfect time to come,

do you want to replace your boiling temptations from the view?

by the vision of what you really need,

do you want to keep making mistakes?

and never ever learn from them,

do you want to try?

try till you succeed,

Do you want to respect yourself in future,

for all that you've done?

Yes or no, choice is yours...

Dream...

Will sit down till the lights run out,

and hear the silence settling about,

wrap my legs bent and keep open eyes,

will watch for the day to spread and arise,

won’t sleep this night too dreaming beauties,

no pain, no mirth, no curiosities,

me and the darkness will have the last time,

and I'll talk it down by words of mine,

will ask the winds and have 'em agreed,

to show how emptiness will fill my need,

seal the bedlam that is alive inside me,

and heal my efforts being lead to bleed,

my heart will begin to comprehend,

and raging beats will start to descend,

amidst peace of the sea and the air above,

like the moment of tranquil in a tacit love,

sitting on a shore rock watching,

black skies over my head drift away,

I will let them carry all my thoughts,

and vacate my mind till long I stay,

as babel of desires would die in me,

my spirit will wake up inside,

in sync with seconds that count from then on,

the moment awaited will dawn outside,

from the farthest lands will appear a blaze,

omen for the upcoming wide light,

and as I’ll begin to clench my gaze,

it will begin to invade whole sight,

joy will begin to stir in,

my heart will again become fertile,

eager desires will begin to crop in,

to capture the moment awhile,

new colors will merge and blend,

within the play of lights,

and it won’t seem to come to end,

to lure me by climbing heights,

with my body taking the birth anew,

first rays will hit my eyes,

setting on lips a smile been due,

the words will turn to sighs,

heaving will be the virgin sun,

with all its shining propensity,

I would be glad to finally find myself,

be lost in its amazing luminosity,

the music will then begin,

orchestrated by the sun,

winds in their symphonies,

and time about its adagio,

life after all the wait,

will come with its simplest gifts,

asking me to start all over,

above all its painful shifts,

and then I will stand up breathing deep,

complacent to the scene I’d have seen,

guided by the lights of a new day,

I will trail away for a new dream...