A night and a day,
A night and a day,
Another night..another night,
and ah! few nights saw a day,

A single day in a long long time,
thats sleepy like me,
that drowsy and forgets,
that dreams for itself,
And that moves slowly ahead .

That laughs and laughs,
and whispers with a hint,
A jumble I can't get.
But is it a jumble?

It does not want to live,
Coz there are so many other days,
That knows a dream is always perfect
The realization, though is only slightly pale..
And may be it breathes coz it's only a day.

It has no venture, no intent
It lives by and passes on.
So bright in the morning
That it leaves the shine behind
Croons in the afternoon,
and seduces itself in the evenings
To meet the night.

A day that never forgets,
That it's beautiful,
Unreasonably.
and knows no whys.

The moon

Another day. Another moon to walk under. Another ? But isn't it the same.The same under which I walked yesterday.
No it is not. It is changed . In the course of a day, it is changed.I do not know how? But it surely has. Haven't you? Haven't I?
What makes you so sure that you haven't?That you think in the same manner as yesterday. What makes you so sure that you have looked up all there is to your mind. The tiniest crevices. The deepest trenches.The thin layer that came off, unknowingly when you peeled off the surface of it....
So suddenly you are not. Are you? And suddenly may be you are ready to doubt...doubt that ,yes, may be it is a different moon.
May be the light of the universe has touched upon it in someway.And so on you.

A bad bad day!!

Why? why? why?
I mean why do we have to bother about being politically correct? why do i have to worry about about what's my chemistry like with this person and that?Why do i have to bothre to charm(oh though it feels awesome when you do!!)?Be nice just for the sake of it.
Even right now there lingers this doubt whether I should state this or not? On the net? Out in the open? what will happen if those who know me link up this outburst and know where doe sit come from? Then what ? What will that lead to ? Will I be facing a new confronatation?May be this insecurity would lead me there, if nothing else.

an honest imagination begins..

Though born a long time ago, it just took wings to find an expression it long wished to.
You are welcome to be a part of it.
Completely, the way you wish to.(ahaaa..Consumerist. is it?)