Tuesday, 17 May 2016

FAREWELL


If I bid you farewell
Finally letting you go.
My tears camouflaged
Like a dried-up river’s flow.

If I unshackled your soul
Setting you, forever free
A new flight, a different world
A new nest, a different tree.

Horizons - blue, alluring
Flocks calling out to you
Magpies, swans, sparrows
Blackbirds and cuckoo.

If I unshackled your soul
Setting you, forever free
Would you still remember?
Would you come back for me?

                                               (Anurag)


Friday, 13 May 2016

A POET'S QUILL





Let me sleep a night
Of a million shattered dreams.
Let me wade through waters
Of desiccated streams.
Travelling across deserts
Sans any mirage.
My eyes - dry and bleary
Crumpled and filthy visage.

Love me not, nor hate me
Neither do I seek.
Lost in a world of make-believe
Of solitude I reek.
Sustaining on a diet
Of perverse and twisted passions.
Committing another crime
Conjuring up new confessions.

Take away my worldly assets
If you find any.
Deprive me of my daily bread
Throw away the honey.
Snatch not from me, my quill
And the pot of sanguine ink.
In the raging sea of verses
My jaded soul shall sink.

                                  (Anurag)








Sunday, 8 May 2016

AUTHOR


Do I have it in me?
To be an author, again
Revisit the trials, tribulations
The trauma and the awful strain

To let a new-fangled plot
Impregnate my fertile mind
In order to conceive
A creation, one of a kind

Patiently wait for the ‘D’ day
Through  winter, spring, summer and rain
Endure the ordeals of labour
And the excruciating pain.

Striving to catch a glimpse
Of my baby, my newborn
Hoping that she is healthy
Unblemished; pretty like a swan.

When she ventures on her journey
When her ability is put to test
Deep in my heart, praying
That she is a cut above the rest.

Brooding at her losses
Rejoicing at every gain
Do I have it in me?
To be an author, again...

                                                     (Anurag)


Thursday, 28 April 2016

THE BLEEDING SKY






The night, the sky bleeds blood
Colouring the world in a ruddy hue
The stars shuddering with mortal fear
The moon fossilized, taking a cue.

I will carve my pounding heart out
My passions on display for you to inspect
The chambers brimming with affection
A bit of adulation, loads of respect           

The tears I shed will all be yours
My sonnets, reaching only your ears
Recounting a story long forgotten
By my dearest, over the years

Till the night, the sky bleeds blood
Colouring the world in a ruddy hue
Let my eyes convey the message
Affirming my timeless love for you…

                                                (Anurag)






Tuesday, 26 April 2016

SEND ME SOME RAIN




The stars shine not,
The moon a blur, a stain
The flowers blossom not
Withering under autumn strain
The eyes smile not
The brows hiding a pain
The hearts love not
Compassion, they feign
The souls glide not
Ensnared by an unseen chain.

Let’s all start afresh
Let’s learn to love again
Forfeit the past, the shadows
To repent would be in vain
Let despair be vanquished
Let hope and felicity reign
Let’s pray for an angel
Let’s crave for some rain…
                                  (Anurag)


Friday, 22 April 2016

R.I.P.





To lie down on uncut grass
Resting under the shade of a tree
Savouring  a few moments of leisure
When my weary soul is wanton and free.

Isolated from the sea of humanity
Away from the cacophony of voices
A crooning cuckoo, somewhere around
The rustling of leaves - the only noises.

A canopy of clouds, a gentle breeze
A few showers of rain to follow
Filling up the pores of my empty life
Withered, sunken and essentially hollow.

No friend to love, no foe to hate
For solitude and peace, I crave
A mirage, a distant dream it seems
I guess, will have to wait for my grave.

                                              (Anurag)







Thursday, 21 April 2016

A BREW CALLED LOVE



Let  LOVE  be  the  brew,  let’s  all  impart.

 For  a  saga  of  love,  or  a  broken  heart.
For  a  sad  farewell,  or  a  promising  start.
For  a  life  lived  well,  or  one  taken  apart.
For  an  angel’s  kiss,  or  a  poisonous  dart.

 Let  LOVE  be  the  brew,  let’s  all  impart.
                                                          (Anurag)