Smile doll face, Smile…

Smile doll face, Smile,
Sometimes you may not see the reason why.
But this world is your stage and they’re all watching you; 
Every rise and fall will be applauded, though not by the same…
They’ll give you a name and you’ll always be their doll,
They’ll dress you in lavish finery and pour you a glass of red wine.

Even though you dwell behind those scenes, 
You’ll have your seconds when they leave you behind the curtains. 
There’ll be music, there’ll be light, 
Sometimes you’ll love,
Sometimes you’ll fight. 


But smile now, my doll face, 
For the sake of thy company; 
You be the muse, you be the escape route. 
Tie their hopes wherever they’ve been cut loose.
They might give you their hearts,
But don’t bind them please!
Let them be free, as you want to be... 
Your life will take flight and light up a smile!  


But smile, you must my doll face,
Smile just for another night… 
Your smile might seem like pride to some, 
But there’ll still be somebody, 
Who’ll always long to smile like that… 

What is it that you're looking for?

What is it that you’re looking for?

What makes you twist and turn all night long?

Why not content with what’s on your platter,

When the rest have bowed down to the worldly ways?

A prism of thoughts, as unsettling as water;

And all that pondering never ceases to rest…

So you start digging on your own,

Picked those muddled up pieces here and there

Something’s still missing, it always has...

The journey’s long and weary,

That feeling of fulfillment is a distant dream.

The picture still isn't clear;

You wait for the colours to fill in…

Yet they made you walk along that hazy stretch,

You wandered like a curious nomad, ran to quench your thirst

But the mirage won over you at first;

Soon you learned its trick and leveled the scores.

Those sore feet took you on for miles and miles,

But what could beat the flight of thy mind?

It’ll hunt for the hints and leave its trails behind…

Not even the stones can weigh you down now;

You’ve come too far ahead of those second thoughts,

Much beyond the reach of ifs and buts…

My Adventure has only begun...

I have a dream and it comes to life at night...

The day always came with its own plans,

So there came the nights, to wander and explore

I want to run on the grassy fields;

Where the morning dew caresses my bare feet,

The gentle wind escorts me ahead

As I slowly picked up its pace,

We made music as we raced…

No rush, no track of time,

Didn’t matter who came first…

For we didn’t want to stop, did we?

The light was frail, on and off,

The Moon romanced behind the clouds…

The passion lit skies threw its thunders,

And the sky started melting as she blushed…

It drizzled down and wet the lands;

I’ve always wanted to be drenched like this…

So I kept running,

My adventure has only begun…

Strange feeling...I know

Once you leave home to see the outside world,

You become like the sea waves;

Always longing for land…

And occasionally when you do get some of it,

You can’t seem to settle for too long…

The tide has a stronger pull

And you know you’ll have to answer life’s call….

But while you’re there, you try to grab as much as you can,

And give it back some of “You”…

And when it’s time to leave,

You turn around and join the march…

With your head held high up and a deep sigh of breath,

Your lips smile but your eyes are moist at the same time…

Strange feeling, I know…

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He and She...

You had the pen, but she had the lines... 
You wrote a song, but little did you know,
You only sang for her...

You didn't know her,
But she was the breeze that swept away your weary thoughts;
She was the shadow when you thought you were walking all alone.


Though you never really said a word to each other 
The silence did it, in more than one ways...
So whenever you sing that old song,
Remember, it'll always echo in somebody else's heart.


You never really had to acknowledge her presence,
For she was your own from the very start.

COLOURS OF THE FOUND…

Mind parked in a sea of endless thoughts…

Came across many travellers as I waited for the green signal

There was only one light;    

But each gave it a new definition.

Some of their bets stood correct,

While the rest changed their mind at the crossroads;

Who knows which was the right or wrong way?

They all wanted something different…

 Never mind the regrets thou shall make;

As long as the soul blends with the colours of the found.

The sky of far Eastern lands...

Oh the sky of far Eastern lands,

Your evening light tells countless stories…

In the glory of the fading light,

You sing tales of valour and pride.

You make way for the burning Sun;

Wipe away its weary soul, from the fury of its own.

Though it burns in your own heart,

You grant the comfort of your clouds.

As they play a game of hide and seek,

You gaze at the affairs of the mortals in land.

So much struggle and toil;

Yet their eyes carry a dream of hope.

Every time they stumble upon the rocks,

They look up to you in search of solace…

That’s when you realize the call of faith,

And a smile runs through your face…

Night must come for tomorrow’s light,

So carry on with the journey.

For none can stop the light,

It makes way through the clouds

If at all it takes a break,

You’ll dwell in the night…

For darkness my friend,

Is a make believe story…