Friday, May 30, 2008

In between...

The heaven and hell
Lying sprawled upon,
The garden of paradise,

Brooding over,
The creation of Byzantine,
Imprinting what Michael said,
Or did he,

The fantastic prophecy,
Zion, blooming,
Over the ruins of Delphi.

It is so and I believe,
Creating this universe,
Within, and the precarious balance…
The earth supported,
On two horns of the Bull.

In between...
I believe...
So do you…

Thursday, May 22, 2008

The holy trinity.

With tatters on, he walks,
Sifting the garbage,
That was discarded yesterday,
Joining the broken bricks,
Collecting the wasted wishes,
Gathering the muddy mortar,
Stuffing in the mildewed dreams,
There’s no ground beneath the feet,
Some rubble from the blast,
The three stand as one,
The future present in past.

I am Sorry!

Koi kissa kahani nahi kehna chahti, Roohein roz bikti hain yahan, Aur humne outraged ho kar khoob dekhein hain tamashe yun hi. Mai...