Rest In Peace

Rest In Peace

“People do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura of life which bears no relation to true immortality but through which they continue to occupy our thoughts in the same way as when they were alive. It is as though they were traveling abroad.”

― Marcel Proust




“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”

― Jim Morrison



Be like water
Make your heart this way
It’s calm and takes any form
But what if someone creates ripples and the water is not calm anymore
And the ripples become waves, and the waves create a storm
And the storm destroys everything your heart once was
But what if there is no water just barren land
And you choose to be a desert
No ripples no waves no storms to fear
Hot days cold nights
A clear sky no fog no clouds on thoughts
Just the cold wind blowing inside
Yet still the desert yearns for water
No matter how long it chooses to stay that way
It waits for rain to come down pouring in
But why the desert demands it
That the clouds open up and fill its empty soul
It knows that the clouds will not stay
They will rain and then off they go
And the desert will be barren like before
For in the end we are just humans
Drunk on the fact that Love, only Love can save us
From the Depths of Hell



The ending should not be mistaken as an Anti-Love chant, i leave it to you what’s your take on the poem and how you decipher it. 

Plan – B

Plan - B

I have my thoughts
And my fantasies
I have my dreams
I know my realities
I start each day with a hope in my heart
To make it the best day right from the start
I wait for miracles
And I glee at surprises
For they make my dawns glow
And brighten my sunrises
And then there are moments
When nothing seems good
And I wish to go back in time
If I could
But in those moments I gather my thoughts
And I put them in a belief box
Then I shake that box with a prayer or two
And I wait and wait for something new
Suddenly the box opens
And I peek inside
Then the smile on my face just cannot hide
When I read with joy for what it says
No time machine for you
You are here to stay
For something Good
Is on its way


20th Nov, 2013




Hiding in trenches of ambiguous thoughts
Hopes crave fire to keep them alive
Searching in the hollow obscure space
They want to break free the walls inside
An empty vase I made my heart
With all the pieces I could collect
Not a piece of art or a perfect shape
That soothes the soul and pleases the eyes
There are cracks which I tried to mend
And still have to work on them everyday
But sometimes I so want to break the vase
To shatter it in a million pieces
Let hopes be free and inject the whole of me
Like venom of a poisonous snake
So they don’t live on and consume all of it
The spark that lights up the soul

                            20 Apr, 2014, 2.40am                             



When ships of doubt anchor on the shore of your thoughts
The inside feels like rooms of an abandoned castle
The wheel of emotions is stuck and all moments feel same
You can’t seem to figure if you are happy or sad
Just look out your window and see the birds
Flying, singing, searching for that gain of the day
All lost in their world yet happy because they know
That at the end of the day when they fly back to the nest
They will not go empty handed whether its summer or storms
And every day they fly because they know
That whatever they seek they shall find 1
Fueled with this faith in there heart they fly each day
Now you filled with clouds of innumerable thoughts in mind
Burn those ships
Don’t let go the simpler things in life that you miss
Waiting for things unknown ignoring those little joys and smiles
Don’t wait them up just fly away and bloom
Because remember you are much more than those birds 2

                                                                                                                                                                                                                           20 February, 2014


1. Matthew 7:7

2. Matthew 6:26