Friday, March 24, 2006

One fine morning...

Hi All!

I m back with one another “innovative” creation coming right out of my mind!! And innovative bcoz such stuff cld be written ONLY by me!! :-)) Jokes apart, this ws written by me long time back wen “one fine morning” I wake up only to know tht I wld be getting inspired by just a walk on t terrace! The inspiration probably ws not enough for me to write a great piece of work & rather I come with this write-up to continue to torture u poor souls! So I suggest u must read in between the lines too! :-))


One fine morning
as the sun rose high,
I knew I had to wake
And so I did with a sigh!!

Thinking of a strenuous day
which lay ahead of me,
I woke up & sat on the bed
waiting for my morning tea.

And then I rested in profound thought
as my body felt a bit sore.
But I had to feel better
for little did I know what nature had in store!!

I went up to the terrace
to have a brisk morning walk,
When my eyes fell on a barrel
full of grains kept in stock.

I picked up a few handfuls of them
and spluttered it on the ground,
& to my shock within no time
several little birds all over I found!!

And as they pecked on the grains
it was a lovely scene!!
To see together a flock of birds
so innocent and so keen!!


Wednesday, March 15, 2006


Hi All,

Heres one of my utterly stupid but MOST innocent attempts at writing...Hope u dnt end up in tears urself :-) But wid a promise tht the better stuff is yet to come I allow u to proceed to read. Plss bear wid it :-)))


At times during solitude
Or when we are sad,
We are overcome by an emotion
Which I'm sure everyone has had.

And to display this emotion
Which within us does lie,
We actually do not intend to,
But a pearl is shed from the eye.

As it trickles its way down the cheek
Eventually making it wet,
All the more sympathy do we seek
& more attention we get.

It floods the eye with just a thought
& however helplessly do we try,
It just cannot be fought.

As it rolls further down your cheek,
You know your vulnerability is at its peak.
And this little pearl that is glittering & clear,
Is what we know as a modest little tear.

And then we realize the modesty that it has shown,
When that little tear has completely gone…


Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Holding Memories...

When alone in solitude
or when the mood is just not there,
The mind begins its wild process
in profound thought something I stare.

With feet firm on the ground
and head in a large grey cloud,
The mind within begins to travel
a journey to make the memories proud.

In this subtle trance I realize
the whole setup is like a feast,
Of memories that are linked up
I may not rejoice but accept atleast.

Memories begin to pour in
and I experience them without a blink.
It seems so amazingly real,
that in its pool I gradually sink.

I'd recall that rebellious kid in me
or those lovely moments at school.
Not a day would go without a prank,
of the teachers I'd make a fool.

Those completely carefree days.
It seemed I had wings to my feet!
I'd live life to its fullest,
and like a queen myself I'd treat!

And in the pursuit of my dreams,
those several mistakes I made.
The various things I learnt from them,
and the penalties that I paid.

That strife to find the answers,
would render satisfaction immense.
I'd struggle to follow my heart,
full of things that made no sense.

Those moments with a few good friends,
are so very close to my heart.
Those form a silver lining on the cloud
and I shall never let them part.

And the more you get a hold on them,
they move ahead driving you insane!
The bare reality appears stark before,
but the memories still remain...

I shrink back the with the thought,
that those moments just can't stay.
They come by playfully to tease you,
and then leave you come what may.

Like a perfect flower beyond your reach.
In a dark sky a peaceful moon.
Or the rainbow across the horizon,
Those moments have also gone too soon...

I am now back on my feet,
only to understand.
Though a part of me would feel void now,
I have the rest of my Life in hand!

MEMORIES come crashing through,
and smoothly sail away.
Those moments have gone a bit too soon,
But that's all that I can say...

~ Pri..

Rumblings of my Idle mind....

Hi All,
Jus created som space wherin i cld register my random thots which I'd rather call as Colors of my mind, that i've been penning down all these years in poetic form...May sound damn amateurish to som :-) but to me they still are competent enuf to turn me nostalgic!..Tc & Bfn!!