The well

Silver moon shining above
A soft, white mist rising
From the earth toward sky
A lonely rider galloping.

He has to reach the next town
Before tomorrow dawn
So he gallops away
While the whole world sleeps.

His throat is perched
His horse too seems drained
Suddenly he saw in distance
A well, a dream come true.

He galloped his horse toward it
Reached it and climbed down
He looked around for a bucket
But there were none.

Despaired he was about to climb back
When he heard a haunting song
Ringing in a voice oh so sweet
He searched and found a hut.

He reached the door and knocked
A beautiful woman opened the door
“Is it you my love? Are you back?”
He saw that she had not sight.

Beast within him woke up
He saw left and right
Seeing no one around
He entered the hut.

Next morning the villagers came
To get water from the well.
They saw a horse tied to the well,
Its rider lying dead a mile away.

They shook their head and sighed.
A blind girl lived there
With her loving husband
One night someone took advantage.

Of the hapless girl’s lost sight
And her husband’s absence.
They both were found in the well
By the villagers next day.

Every thirsty traveler
Is lured to that hut
Those who ask for bucket
Get one and travel away.

Those who forget humanity
Are found here lying
With body as cold as ice.
Without their soul within.

Poetic justice

You loved her, she did not
you hated her for that wrongly
so you plotted your plan
to deprive her from love.

You did not left any trick under the sky
sometimes you pretended as betrayed
sometimes you painted her black
sometimes you scandalized her.

You succeeded in your games as
evil people sometimes do in beginning.
You wiped out love from every heart
that cared for her and you were happy.

Then you fell in love and fell crazily
for the most charming girl in the world.
She was love, beauty and charm brought
together to form a beautiful bouquet.

She also loved you with all her heart,
you two started to dream of home.
Then someone showed her your real face,
she left you forever and never looked back.

Written on 12.05.2009

Pleadings of a lost soul!

Don’t trust my words any one of them
because, to get that shining car outside
I sold my tongue to eternal falsehood
I don’t want to lose that car by saying truth.

No please don’t ask me to stand for truth
you see this glorious mansion I own?
I bought this mansion by the wealth
I amassed from selling off my backbone.

Please don’t ask me to look inside me
I don’t have a heart or soul.. sold them
one for the money amassed in bank
other for security of a golden future.

I have sold every thing I was given
by the heavens including my soul
now I am a soulless, spineless,
truthless man sitting on gold throne.

Written on 12.05.09

You cant be God

So you think that you are God
you can do justice and punish
anyone and everyone you think
is bad, corrupted and stinks..

Anyone you think that he has
wronged you, abused you, used
you.. you have the right to
settle your scores your dues.

Move ahead my friend satisfy
your vengeful heart and soul
but tell me my friend if morrow
morning tells you were wrong?

You ruined an innocent life.
Someone tricked you or your
judgment tricked you to think
that the person is vile?

And you ruined him beyond repair.
Will you be able to turn back clock?
Will your tears of repentance work?
No my friend the god’s mill will grind.