Friday, November 25, 2011

THIS DAY, THAT YEAR

On this day of that year

When bitterness was not so dear

Floating over the ocean

Dressed in a killing gear

They breached the city of dreams

Unleashing a nightmare

Releasing cryptic fury

They painted a night of dire and fire

Shedding blood, draining bullets

A city was made the target

By fanatics who conspire

They silenced lives

They silenced voices

They silenced desires

Moving around with killing machines

There seemed to be no end to the regime

Cops were gunned

Security was shunned

In a group of ten

They left the city in pain

Sponsored by our nation’s neighbor

We still take their terrorizing favors

Vomiting talks of peace

Our leaders appease

We urge to put an end

To this nonsense please

No more bloodshed shall we bear

In the face of terror

We daringly stare

Let us reply in bullet for a bullet

And let us stand in support

Of 26/11 Martyrs – The Great

Let us pray for their bleeding souls

And let us all pledge in whole…

- vociferous

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

WHAT I HAVE?

I have no guitar to strum a song
I have no car to drive along.

I have no flowers to impress
I have no words to express.

I have no gifts to share
I have no crystal to stare.

I have no diamonds to sparkle
I have no secret to marvel.

But I do have a heart, which beats apart
And I desire to make this heart a part of your heart.

- vociferous

Sunday, October 23, 2011

UNFORGETTABLE

The first drizzle of rain
The first moment of gain
The first flash of success
The first splash of newness

The first brush of romance
The first step of dance
The first walk of morning
The first date of evening

The first glimpse of blush
The first whisper of hush
The first song of road
The first language of code

Simply UNFORGETTABLE
without you
Never PERISHABLE when
around you

- vociferous

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

REMORSE INSTIGATES RAGE

The surroundings are unfavorable
Every day begins with a battle

Bouts of hopelessness
Keep intensifying my harshness

Millions of questions are asked
The dreaded faces of bigots remain masked

The bitter smiles on their faces
Continue devastating my imaginations in phases

My heart bleeds and so does my soul
This is not the creative world in whole

Promises have started falling apart
My dreams are poised to depart

Suffocated is my inner self
By observations of their outer selves

They question my honesty
They overlook my amnesty

My mind has now become volatile
My thoughts have ceased to remain fragile

Little is left to be forgive now
The war has to begin now

No mercy shall be shown
To the agony home grown

Be it blood or be it sweat
The inner evil just can’t wait

To put an end to this hypocrisy
And look ahead to creative decency

- vociferous

Saturday, August 20, 2011

THE IMPORTANT YOU

Intoxicated by our love
I remain content

When I don’t hear you
I go deaf

When I don’t see you
I go blind

When I don’t feel you
I go senseless

When I don’t smell you
I go lifeless

Addicted to your presence
I remain pertinent

-vociferous

Thursday, July 21, 2011

LOVE BOUND

I can’t define
I can’t confine
My love for you

I can’t express
I can’t impress
The way I love you

I can’t ignore
I can’t explore
The reasons why I love you

I can’t deny
I can’t defy
My love filled feelings for you

I can’t stop
I can’t hop
I am so much in love with you

I can believe
I can accept
There is no one but you and I love you

-vociferous

Thursday, July 14, 2011

A DARK DAY IN THE CITY BY THE BAY

A bag of death,
A meal box of disaster,
A pouch of callousness,
Reasons are many clues are none.

A leg apart,
A hand away,
A body drenched in blood,
This is the way the lifeless were carried away.

A weeping soul,
A yelling self,
A disgruntled survivor,
Narrate the tale of experiences aghast.

A politician comments,
A scion talks,
A ruler remarks,
We shall rise and conquer.

A day of harshness,
An evening of blackness,
Threatened by the lawless,
Battered is a city loveless.

A dream lies shattered,
A truth roams naked,
A desire remains half lived,
The peace shall never return.

A city loved by the world,
A destination revered by many,
A home cherished by millions,
Lies bruised, threatened and wounded.

-vociferous

Sunday, July 10, 2011

WHY ARE YOU A MYSTERY?

Smiling silently,
Conversing softly,
Visiting my dreams,
Leaving me lonely…
Why are you a mystery?

Touching unknowingly,
Arriving quietly,
Catching me unawares,
Disappearing surprisingly…
Why are you a mystery?

Promising sweetly,
Abandoning sorrowfully,
Surrounded by questions,
To which, you never reply…
Why are you a mystery?

Always dreamy,
Forever friendly,
Suffering in silence,
Living life like a fairy….
Why are you a mystery?

-vociferous

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

MY HEART HAS GONE CRAZY

Making excuses of being busy,
It seems to be in a mood to get groovy,
At the blink of an eyelid it has ran loony,
Look at my heart, it has gone crazy.

Breaking rules, defying barriers,
Travelling to unknown destinations,
Connecting with the unconnected,
Look at my heart, it has gone crazy.

Beginning conversations with the unfriendly,
Getting bumpy, growing grumpy,
Moving restlessly, bouncing boundlessly,
Look at my heart, it has gone crazy.

Love is what people say might be the cause,
Endlessly it moves without a pause,
Thoughts in my mind have gone hazy,
Look at my heart, it has gone crazy.

Love is not the reason, I know,
Still my heart has no destination to go,
Leaving me tired, making me lazy.
Look at my heart, it has gone crazy.

-vociferous

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

The cast spelling YOU

When I look into your eyes…
I always tend to look at them twice.

Curiously searching for something they are…
As if in quest of a deeper meaning they are.

Then I look at your hair…
Sometimes smooth, sometimes mischievous they are.

They talk briskly to your admirers…
And guard your beautiful forehead from your pursuers.

Gradually as I focus on your nose…
A little round and like the bud of a rose.

Smelling the aroma of excitement around…
It makes the entire world turnaround.

And then there are those lips…
Soft like flower petals and sweet little chips.

They move animatedly when you talk…
And seldom ease when you stop.

That cute little black beauty spot…
Complements your look of being a different sort.

It protects you from the evil eye…
Or does it take your admirer to a poetic high?

The YOU in entirety
The YOU in everything
The YOU who casts a spell

-vociferous

Thursday, May 26, 2011

THOSE TWO BROWN AND BRIGHT EYES

Those two brown and bright eyes
Suddenly met my eyes

So impressive were they
I couldn’t just look away

In those two brown and bright eyes
Very little or nothing did I realize

The world had come to a stand still
Nothing could I feel

She walked away leaving me alone
I saw her walking away alone

Never did she turn around
Beneath my feet I felt no ground

Those two brown and bright eyes
Suddenly met my eyes

Days transformed into a week
Imaginations kept running thick

Longer started getting the wait
I thought I should start looking for late

Nothing obvious happened
Everything seemed to be coming to an end

And then suddenly
Unthinkably and surprisingly

Those two brown and bright eyes
Suddenly met my eyes

I was astounded
Connected I felt with a thread

She came closer to me
And I wandered how possible it could be

Those two brown and bright eyes
Suddenly met my eyes

Now I see her every day
But like a mystery she slips away

Sometimes smiling
And sometimes walking

She holds me captive
In my own native

-vociferous