A Sip of Life Read online

Is not attached to an element,

  To a being,

  To a desire,

  It’s true, eternal and exotic .

  Thank you god,

  For bestowing life, upon my carcass

  Thank you god,

  For teaching me all those lessons,

  Thank you....thank you....

  Nishant Rawlley

  *****

  The Veil

  I've walked a long, long way towards Happiness…

  The nearer I go, the farther it moves away...

  The sun seems cold, the brightness nowhere to be seen;

  No abode, no place nearby where I could forever have been...

  At a distance, I see a VEIL... A veil of darkness...

  The darkness flames a spark the light can’t extinguish... I move towards the trap as if

  hoodwinked...

  Years ago I had seen this veil, the betrayer of trust…

  the masked people and the confinement...

  I see a dark dead body and several haunted shadows, all devoid of light and hope...

  It seems the pain gnawing at my soul is about to stop...

  People think my life is happy for I'm always seen smiling;

  Though nobody understands the burden of heartaches that go on piling...

  The veil seems like an end to this pain;

  Another step towards eternity cannot go in vain...

  As I crossed the veil, I finally realized;

  The happiness I had been searching everywhere was within me ...Just disguised...

  In another world it feels better;

  Where nobody hurts the people to whom they matter...

  The veil represents the power of the dark;

  he power of love and an unwritten mark...

  Isha Soni

  *****

  The Change

  This sudden change of mood

  The air seems to be sweet

  The birds are singing to me

  And sun doesn’t seem to give heat

  Wow...What are these changes

  Indicating at ...

  Attractive now looks

  Even the eerie bat.

  My night waits for the sun

  But the craves for the night,

  Uff... This weirdness

  And stupidity is of utmost height.

  Winking at me all the time

  These starts seem to be playing,

  The rustling of leaves

  Echo celestial talking.

  Don’t know why my heart beat is slow

  And breathe so fast,

  I am bound in divine spells

  By nature being cast.

  Somebody tells me

  I am going crazy,

  Others say its love

  Which make the world hazy.

  Don’t know what this eccentricity

  Is all about,

  But someone’s name

  To this world I wanna shout.

  All this time

  Somebody was upon my mind of mine,

  The mere thought of whom

  Brings in my eyes

  A magnificent shine.

  Monica Singh

  *****

  The Present

  Times keep changing,

  The world keeps turning around,

  Sitting in the room of gloom,

  The door was knocked again,

  It was destiny the other side,

  She was back again,

  But not to take someone away, as she always did,

  Today she had brought with herself, You,

  You, with a dazzling smile and a radiant face,

   

  Tada!!!

  Leaving you at my doorstep, she left,

  I welcomed you with a silent smile,

  Somehow not believing, things could turn again,

  That I could be happy again,

  But you, gal, had the power to change it all,

  You turned on the lights,

  And the room was lit,

  My life was lit,

  Reality becoming too good to be real-touchwood,

  Making me wonder, how more perfect could a person

  get,

  As if handcrafted by God,

  With every virtue up to the brim,

   

  Every time you smiled, it was divine,

  Every time you held my hand, I was complete,

  And every time you laughed,

  I could hear the cackle of a baby,

   

  Pure, innocent yet perfect.

   

  Rising in love with you was only natural,

  I was in love with you,

  Before I knew I was,

  Every moment we talked,

  Special and memorable,

  You became so much a part of

  me,

  Waiting for that one call in the day,

  When we would share anything and everything.

  Hearing my name in your voice,

  That feels so good,

  I don't want to hear anything else in the world, 

  All these times we tease each other,

  All these times we can't put down the phone,

  And enjoy the silence,

  Just coz I know, it’s you on the other side (and vice

  versa)

  It feels like home,

  And if they say, home lies where the heart is,

  You are my home.

   

  My beautiful love, my lovely partner,

  My greatest friend,

  My cute lil bachha,

   

  I love you

   

  I could keep on going on writing,

  But I would never be satisfied,

  Coz no words are beautiful enough,

  To contain your beauty and my (our) love,

  I love you. I do.

  Nishant Rawlley

  *****

  The Dream

  Hold my hand,

  Take me into your arms,

  Steal me away from this world...

   

  Steal me away,

  Into a world meant for us,

  Into a world sans boundaries,

  Into a world of emotions,

  Where our togetherness isn't questioned,

  Where there ain't barriers to our love,

   

  A place so divine, our home.....

   

  Where you be greeted by the first ray of sun, every

  morning,

  And then my angel smiles, "Good morning",

  How I wish I could pause the time,

  And savour the moment,

  Dressed in the white night suit,

  You look nothing less than my baby princess,

  And then we sit in the porch,

  Sipping our coffee and watching the onset of a new

  day,

  A new beginning...

   

  And that’s how we start every day, together...

   

  Steal me away,

  To where there's only you and me,

  Where every evening is our first date,

  And then a walk over the beach,

  Barefoot, hands together, Fingers interlocked,

  The stars above smiling over us,

  The loud waves singing only for us,

  Midway I stop, I look into your eyes,

   

  Your face angelic, under the soft moonlight,

  You shy away, lowering your eyelids,

  Making me want to kiss them right away,

  A hint of smile on your face,

  And I say it again, "I love you, You're the greatest gift

  of my life"

  "I love you too"

  We walk back,

  Your head on my shoulders,

  It feels divine and exotic,

  This feeling of both of us together...

  Goodnight love...

   

>   And this is how we end every night, together...

   

  So this is how it is,

  The dream, my dream, our dream,

  We shall make it happen,

  For all I know, life is good, when you're around,

  For you're the sole reason for my existence,

  All I ever need is you, My sunshine, My princess, My

  angel,

  Though I write this,

  But no words can ever contain my love,

  And all I can say, is I love you....

  Nishant Rawlley

  *****

  Tears

  Tears... the pious drops

  The signs of innocence

  Just trickle down the cheeks

  When emotions go beyond endurance.

  The poet’s diamonds

  The lover’s divine drink

  Hard to measure

  But express heart’s softness as mink.

  That feeling of parting

  Being away from dear ones

  The pain of not seeing them again

  That unbreakable agony, every delight it shuns,

  Is silently conveyed by tears

  No words can utter the ache

  They just say everything

  That the lonely heart into voice fails to make.

  Not only token of sadness

  Tears also tell the joy of soul,

  That extreme happiness pours out

  When the heart is content and whole.

  Beyond seven sky cheerfulness

  When everything seems just right

  Then the eyes fail to hold

  These drops, back and tight.

  Tears we cry explicitly

  Make the heart feel light

  But those we cry inside

  Narrate the tale of inner fight.

  Is drowning and eating us internally

  The conflict with oneself

  We try to hide tears for fear of cowardice

  And fail to ask even near ones any help.

  Some like to cry in rain

  So no one see those watery tears

  Always keep a sweet smile on face

  And alone all grief bears.

  The tears I want to cry

  Are nor internal neither in rain

  Still no one can understand

  As my emotions have all drain.

  For me these are

  No more than just water

  They don’t any longer

  Tend to work as wounds clotter.

  Monica Singh

  *****

  Tears

  Tears of sorrow

  A chunk of joy, May I borrow???

  Tears of pain

  All I need is a practical mind, Totally sane…

  Tears of rejoice

  Why do you come always at your choice?

  Tears of compassion

  You are going absolutely out of fashion

  Tears of love

  As innocuous as a dove…

  Endless stretch of time, where tears don’t rhyme...

  Sands without footsteps … whose tears are dry

  The lonely mountains often are heard with their cry…

  The freshness of the morning star,

  The tears of dew, it’s lovely shower…

  My tears are just unnamed 

  Sometimes silent, sometimes defamed…

  Weakness or strength whatever you might call

  A priceless gift if from someone’s eyes, for you it falls…

  Isha Soni

  *****

  Alone

  Slow at pace... fast at beat

  I move towards... something strange

  Lost somewhere... thoughts unknown

  Confused world around... still I go on

  Walking on sand

  Alone with thoughts

  Don’t know where I go

  Don’t know where I end up

  Waves touch my feet and retreat

  And leave me alone again

  Breezes pass through and vanish

  And leave me alone again.

  Things unknown

  World undiscovered

  Myself undefined

  People all strange

  Such is the crossroad I am on

  Don’t know what path to take.

  I keep wishing on stars

  That these should be someone

  To walk beside me

  Someone who’ll never

  Leave me alone

  And take me to just the right path.

  But then I wonder

  Do wishes come true???

  Monica Singh

  *****

  The Brave Guy

  He walks the trail

  Head held high

  Facing everyone in the eye

  Harassed and mocked

  Losing every battle before the struggle

  But he takes it all

  Losing without fighting

  And he goes on

  For he knows

  There's nothing he can do about it

  Yet he goes on

   

  He's played with like a ball

  Tossed to one side and then the other

  She plays him too

  Like some old discarded toy

  Used at will

   

  And he lets it all happen

  For maybe he can't do anything about it

  Yet he goes on.. 

  Losing every battle before the struggle

   

  And then comes the fall

  He retreats into his meak dwelling

  Curls into a ball 

  And lets those walls crumble down

  Lets the rivers gush 

  The walls could only hold this long

   

  If only tears could speak for themselves

  His would have told you what he failed to speak

   

  He cries 

  But cannot put a finger on the reason-why

  What is it really, that’s escaping him

  Being distrusted? Disowned? Distanced

  He doesn't know

  Or maybe the reasons are too many

  For him to know what hurts the most

   Yet tomorrow will again rise

  And he will yet again go on

  Head held high

  Facing everyone in the eye

   

  Hope, he survives a little longer.. 

  Nishant Rawlley

  *****

  Understanding

  We have arrived at a point of understanding

  where there is no place for complaints or regrets

   

  We might talk once in months together but,

  You understand my inner turbulence

  And I, your complete silence  about us

   

  I guess this is indeed the best state

  of our twisted relationship

   

  There are no expectations

  but only acceptance of each other’s life

  Even though it means living in entirely

  different worlds without each other…

  With that slight hope of brighter tomorrow

  when we might walk hand in hand

  on same path… towards one destiny…

  But till than... we keep walking on our own paths

  towards our unknown destinations

  rolling like stray stones of muddy pavement

  Monica Singh

  *****

  The Friendship That Was

  I wanna be your silent friend,

  I wanna be there for you,

  It does not matter,

  If we meet,

  It does not matter,

  If we talk,

  I wanna be someone you can come back to,

  Sharing your heart out,

  And trust me I’ll be there,

  This is our last year togethe
r

  Or should I say the last few months together,

  And then we do part,

  Our paths diverge into our own worlds,

  Your orkut profile says,

  "Agar dekhni hai meri udaan, to aasmaan ko kaho thoda aur uncha ho jaye"

  Soon it'll be time for you and me to fly unto your seamless horizons,

  And then many years ahead on the timeline,

  One day when I look back on time

  And recall a friend,

  A really sweet girl,

  With an amazing dress sense,

  The best dancing skills I had seen so far,

  A mesmerizing smile always there to dazzle,

  A girl who was, Punjabiyat personified,

  The "Don't mess with me" girl

  But most importantly a very dear friend,

  Whom I could trust,

  Who was always there to correct me,

  A friend who truly matched the definition of a friend,

  And it will be then that you'll return,

  As a timeless memory in the heart,

  And a tear rolling down the cheek,

  I will be there for you even then....

  Thanks for being there in my life...

  Nishant Rawlley

  *****

  Love but Only Once

  We love but only once

   

  Everything after and before that are

  mere illusions, infatuations or worse scenario… mistakes

  Leading us forward or backward to the real one…

   

  Lucky are people who realize and

  live with that feeling and love for rest of their lives

   

  But those who appreciate that fact

  without yearning for the possession

  are content souls

  Because they know they can’t be with their love…

  Only accept, though with grain of salt, that

  "In love, happiness of other person is essential to your own"

   

  You would want to live with memories

  rather than living with wrong person

  or compromising for sake of social ethics.

   

  Yeah, You love but only once

   

  The one who teaches you true meaning

  of loving unconditionally;

  even if it means sacrificing

  because he knows what’s best for you.

  Even if it is killing him inside

  he won’t utter a word,

  just making you smile each time you are sad

  telling you how special you really are.

   

  Won't you want to be in love

  with him and only him for entire life…??

   

  No regrets, No complains

  No fear of loneliness

  For you know even if he isn't with you

  his prayers would always take care of you. 

  That’s the best kind of love

  that I have come across so far

   

  But hear hear, That ray of hope

  that one day you will actually touch him

  you will feel him for real

  will always remain embedded

  somewhere deep in your heart…

   

  Indeed I did love but only once…

  Monica Singh

  *****

  Behind the Closed Doors

  Behind the closed doors,

  behind the fallen eyelashes,

  I find myself in lows again,

  every tremor seems disastrous,

  I feel lost,

  I thought I had escaped it,

  I find myself in the same web.....yet again,

  I shouldn't have let myself go,

  I shouldn't have fallen this time,

  alas..!!!! I did,

  why did it all have to happen,

  maybe to jerk me that there's still a lot unknown in life,

  you haven't seen it all yet,

  that’s right, I haven't seen it all,

  but how badly I wish to get out of here,

  to fly free,....to fly alone.

  to taste the platonic elixir,

  sans dependence,

  sans attachments,