Soul mates

Raise your hand

And catch the sun

Don’t be scared

You won’t get burned

Gather yourself

Fly high, don’t look behind

Hold my hands, heaven is not far

Though we need to find

It’s illustrious and huge

And shines over the earth

Catch the light, hold it in your palms

With every fall, take a new birth

Connoisseurs, we are not

Learning with every step we take

Sometimes, we cry over failures

And smile over small joys to let the silence break

This new dawn’s breeze is so soothing

Feel it on your face with closed eyes

Stretch your arms and let her hug you

Surrender yourself into her arms

For, we’re all soul mates.

©rahul

Co-Editor(s) - praveer & rahul
10.03.2009

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Four Candles (Amen)

Four candles
They burn slowly
Sharing hope and light
So pure, so white

The flames are yellow
While thy soul is red
Burning slowly
By the means of a thread
The thread of love, prosperity
In each other’s warmth

As their bodies degrade
The flames start to fumble
The end is near
Yet they have no fear
Anytime, they might crumble

Last pray to God
Lying in each other's embrace
And offer the last glow
The breath stops, they die
Damn, it’s dark again

© rahul

10.03.2009

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Silent Cry

Late in the midnight
I stood on the dock
While moon kissed the stream
I looked down and I broke

My tears got erased
And I couldn’t find them anymore
I missed the days
When you would carry me in your arms
And walk to the shore

You would caress my hair and offer a smile
New to emotions, I would replicate it back
You were the one to wipe my tears
When my toys of joy would crack

I woke up that morning
Only to find you were gone
You were still smiling to me
And I could not even mourn

While my tears flow down
With the current
Please come back and be my river
Let me sleep in your arms
For I call for some dreams

© rahul

Chaat Vaat Khaalo..!! Creative House
09.03.2009

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Dotting Away

Let us start
From the end
Let us engage in recreating
The moments we had when we began
Let us laugh
Like no one’s watching
Let us start
By dotting away

While so many around
Pray for their gain
Let us pray for humanity
In our child’s play
While they are fighting
For a line
Let us fly
And make the sun shine
Over our heads
And into our souls
Let us start
By dotting away

We are all alive
At this immense and lovely place
Let us join our hands
Despite any creed or race
Let us pull ourselves out
From this blinding haze
Let us be blissful
And escape this hatred without a trace

Let us start all over again
By dotting away

© rahul

Co-Editor(s) - praveer & rahul
09.03.2009

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Last Night(s)

I am walking
With empty hands
In my empty pockets
As my dreams are empty
Hitting the stones
That comes my way

I raise my head
And take a look at the stars
Gleaming in the sky
At the place so high

A sigh and I stopped
Trying to think
Where does my soul eloped
Have the stars said something
Like,” Shine before you die”
For this is your last moment
Your only moment to survive

Nights come and go
But I remain the same
Incapable of knowing what I am
Silently every night, I follow the stars
Trying to catch them
And find a way to my dreams



© rahul

07.03.2009
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MY Dear Song

Jaded thoughts
Tired, gone astray
I might not carve you again
For I have nothing left
My dear Song

My pen cries
Pick me up, she says
But I might not fight again
With my dreams
With my mind's eye

For I have nothing left
My dear Song

My notebook is not blank any longer
Crammed with thoughts I once had
While I was at unease
With no rest in my mind
I finally am in some peace
And need some sleep

For I have nothing left
My dear Song

I might not carve you again
I might not beautify you again
For I have nothing left
My dear Song


© rahul

Chaat Vaat Khaalo..!! Creative House
07.03.2009

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Ending Credits

Ending Credits

The reel reads,
“The End”.
The show is over,
It’s time for my departure.
Played my part at par,
I would like to think.

Life is a circle,
I believed.
The reels would roll over again
For the next show.
I might play the same part again,
Or maybe not.

What I believed
Was not real.
As the credit ends,
The final laughs would be concealed.

“I’ll come again”,
I told myself.
Will I?
What good I did, I thought,
As I removed the make-shift clothes.

Everyone cried,
As I slept quietly on funeral pyre.
Though I was smiling with closed eyes,
Expecting, He would lend me a hand

My makeshift clothes
Were burned,
Red colored fire laughed,
And the laughs could be heard.
For she knew
Life cycle is such.
What comes has to leave,
Credits must end,
For reels to roll over again.


© rahul

Co-Editor(s) - praveer & rahul

Chaat Vaat Khaalo..!! Creative House
27.02.09

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