Little Boy

Dear Friends,
This poem was originally without a title and I found it next to a Sunday page in my diary.

"There was a little boy once,
joyful and full of life,
carried in him a million of dreams,
raised and cherished as a big green leaf.

One day he heard a knock at his door,
his heart was thumping,
'çoz it was the day he turned four.
He saw his dad standing,
empty hands were low down hanging,
and there was no box to unwrap.
He felt a sharp needle,
piercing his heart that was idle,
he felt an urge to cry, run and hide
'coz dad must have had a rough day
or why else would he forget his b'day?

Y'day he turned eleven,
all his friends came but Raven,
a beautiful teen
who went out with some Mr. Bean.
He sat all night by the fire arch,
waiting for darkness to fade in light,
morning came after night had dried his tears,
readying him for all new peers.

Time went on ticking,
One day he turned seventeen,
He's happy silent and somewhat mean.
A girl named Amber
made his heart ponder,
one day with all his courage and heart at 120
explained her the situation
only to be told that she was mistaken.
Two years past he met another Amber.
She seemed really nice and soft
and spent time in tying the knot,
making a bond that felt so strong,
but it wasn't long before he smelled betrayal.
And died his dream of betrothal with Amber.

Now he collects the pieces left apart,
takes 'em and goes to a friend,
asking her to mend it
and walks in the middle of the road,
spread his hands wide to catch some dust,
looks back and forth to find an end.


..............................

Sin Diary

Dear Friends,
I inked this piece somewhere around Christmas of year 2008 sitting on the last table at Open Hand, Varanasi.

Since the begining I've been a sinner,
So is everybody else,
but that doesn't make me a winner
Here I am at the beginning of new year,
Writing all my sins, remembering past errors.
Oh! Jesus forgive me, I stand naked before you
For this is how you made me, as a young child
I pray for forgiveness when I lost my innocence
My eyes were greedy and lust took over me
Lies were in the air to get some salt share
Oh! Jesus forgive me I stand before you naked.
Make me like a rose, fresh, red and carpet clean.

The Dream goes on...

You are stranger than the rain,
When I try to hold you in my hand,
you seep right through my fingers,
leave me longing for a drop of you.

Pouring on my wet head,
slowly rolling down my nose and
reaching to a dead end
sounds doop dub doop.

Silence is broken
by the thoughts unspoken
Your 'Yes', your 'No'
cause pain and more devotion.

I see a rainbow but it's black and white
waiting for you to rain again
bring the colors and make it right
I don't want red, blue, green
I want you to be with me... again.