Tuesday, September 25, 2007

ENCLOCKED



The press on the keys-
and the click on the mouse


The tick of the clock-


and the silence of the house


Brings out from nowhere


the shadows of the past


of the rain, of the breeze,


And smiles, I smiled the last!


The albums in my heart


Turn their pages, so old


Smiles on the faces- known, unknown


warm up my heart- void and cold!


Wish I could pause


and go back to the start


But the clock shan't unclock


And I needed to part..


The press on the keys..


The click on the mouse..






Saturday, September 1, 2007

LET HIM SLEEP


Let him sleep
wake him not
let him sleep for once
let him smile
let him dream
let him sleep for once.
It's a cruel world
that awaits his benign grin
that awaits his cry and tears
let him sleep
wake him not
let him sleep for once.
A deadly ambush of a life
awaits his struggle to live
it hungers for his sweat
and hungers for his toil
let him sleep for once.
He sleeps in a world
where smiles are real
and words spoken are meant
sans guile, sans sleight
Hence, let him sleep for once.
The leering world-
doesn't deserve his sweat
his blood, his brains or his life
let him sleep
wake him not
let him rest his nimble limbs
let him smile
let him dream
let him sleep, for once.