Saturday, October 30, 2010

You..

You,
The spotless moon at night
Besprinkling shades of light
I stretch my hand from dark in a hope of brighter eve
You,
A beauty behind veil
Came out of fairytale
A cherished dream of time surreal to believe
You,
First shower of a rain
Reliever of my pain
Quelling deadly thirst like a spring in bare land
You,
The unreachable star
Enticing but too far
As precious things don’t lie in reach of every hand
You,
The rhythms of guitar
Melodies of sitar
I wish I sing for life euphonies of this song
You,
A Pricey beyond buy
A treasure worthy die
Like a breath for dying soul lying all along.
You,
The warm in chilling cold
A feel that can’t be told
And thousand other things unperceived by the sense
You,
The mystifying tale
Enigma that prevail
This growing quest for you in the shadow of pretence
You,
May be the real or the myth
But the reason I still breathe
And the cause of my living; this life and therewith.
-rahul

Dreams Unlimited

I wanna earn big money whose supply never ends
A BMW parked in porch with gorgeous girlfriends

Every morning I should wake with maids all around
Put velvet slipper inside feet as I touch the ground

Country house in Birmingham with panoramic view
A garden full of colored rose draped in crystal dew

While flying in my private jet I could touch the star
Peg of Scotch in my hand and puffs of Cuban cigar

But there are some priceless things I wish above all
I would put my life on stake for smallest of a small

When sorrow takes over the joy and it’ll feel like cry
Promise me shoulder to weep before tears go dry

Whenever I feel tired and want to have some nap
Bless me pat from father and sleep on mother’s lap

When last days come to end and body lays to die
Friends grieving all around with tears in every eye

History will remember me and legend will endure
Once lived a poor man whose dreams came to real.

-Rahul