Found You..

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That one person, who you always find everywhere in everything somehow. You don't need to remember, you just know it.."Wish you were here.."

Amidst the unknown, in the new rains

With young clear drops falling on a smile

With wet colours on unfinished palette

In the creation that my fate, with my hands was designing

I found you; I sketched you

In the most soothing music, in my favourite line

For that melody in the tune that I hear on loop

In logic for all the facts and lies

that were told to me since I was a child

I found you; I heard you

I wove many stories in my mind

in my dreams day and night

with colourful sands of time

with shadows from past and neigh

There I found you; I created you

As I set my fingers on lows and highs

on white and black keys on piano of my life

With strings of lucidity and blurredness

As I gave my heart beats to the rhythm

I found you; I sang you

With yellow rays of hope and freshness,

with words of wisdom and foolishness

on the riverbed of mornings and evenings

on flowing pebbles and flowers

I found you, I drew your reflection

At a distance, as you flinched, in bright daylight

I cheated that moment and came close to you

I stole the light around to confine you to my sight

As the weight of the moment grew

to a place away, with you I flew

Where then I found you, I unravelled you

“As the dry air gets the scent of wet soil

I know it’s raining somewhere

Yet within me something as caught flare

Somewhere the sleepiness has awaken

to only lose consciousness again in your arms..”

A beautiful scenery was then conjured

But the morning has returned now

As I wear the faded fabric of that evening

I find you, I sense you
In old and new, I somehow always find you..

"Wish you were here.."..If you haven't listened to this song, you are missing out on one of the most beautiful songs that have ever been..

  

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Disfigured

I shooed the pride away

In silence it grew around my neck little by little

So, I curbed it by its neck

It ballooned out of my hand

I waited for it to explode

In silence I heard it roar

And I can’t hear me speak any more.

So, I started humming a tune

From a melodious to a high pitch one

I spoke expressions that gushed out of no one’s land

and wore colours that bloomed

out of the pond of self-conceitedness

Engaged to night in broad daylight

I stand still in front of a mirror

and all I see is a clueless veiled bride

So I take the jewels off my body

I rub the colours off my skin

till I feel the warmth of my own blood

And for a moment, for once, I feel near to me

drenched in the two red; one false and true

And as I look at my hands trying to identify

I realize the loss that I once used to dread

And when the swiveling group of pride stings me

I run to save myself on a road unknown

I know I’ll get lost, I know

I’m thinking of the place where I might land

If I could have my fears fanned

I would stand still and feel each sting

And in my ears, hear the pride ring

The lies it has got for me

I try to hear from distance the warning

Of the flying truth soon to be a bygone

So I close my eyes and I remember

a music that can still reach my ears,

A melody so pure that can meet,

the truth’s seat at a depth inside me,

in a well where both heaven and hell flow

A song that can melt my pride into tears

and smile, honey and brine

A tune that with affection can lift the veil

to smoothen my disfigured face

And I’m hearing it now

a harmony in the chaos

With a curtain that’s not low

I’m seeing clearly a dove

with which, to bliss a melancholy just rose

and a pride glowing with humility

Where’s the disfigured me?

All I now see is splendour

All I now hear is splendour..

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