LOST.

Don't you hear the silence in their hearts...
They are the waves !!!
Don't you sense the noise in their souls...
They are the rocks.!!!!

I belong to the waves..
And to the rocks..
And everything in between..
Let me dance in this silence...
Let me root in this noise..
Let me lose in between..

Wind..

Why again when the wind blows,
I keep my windows closed.....

Why again when there is nothing in air,
I open my windows....

May be, I like to 
Long for wind..
Than..
Being in the wind..

LONGING....

It Shakes me...

It Penetrates me...

It Shivers me...
And it disintegrates me...

Still I long for it....

For the smell of my 'past',

Gone away with it ......
And to live that once again...

Still ...
I long for the WIND....!!!!

SLAVE

Conscience showed me the pains of the past....

Also the futilities of the future...

And I chose to pain...

It showed me the comfort of heaven...

Also the fire in the hell...

And I chose the hell...

It made me to love..

Also to hate...

And I chose to love... 

It made me a master....

Also a slave of itself...

And I didn't choose to be a slave.. 

But there were no choices left for me...!!!

EVOLUTION....

We were told the name of God
Whenever we resisted...

We were shown the luxuries of heaven
Whenever we questioned...

We were shown the ferociousness of hell
Whenever we resented...

Now..
We evolved ourselves.....
To became 'animals' once again.....
And to kill our own kind.....

UNWORLDLY ...WORDLY....

That was the day,
I walked along with the words....

And they carried with them,

the never ending search for love...

the never drying passion for love...
the never draining love for love...

And enlightened my darker self,

the futility of the search , i am in....

the futility of the wishes, i crave for...

For a moment or so,

I became what I ought to be....

And not what I sought to be..

That was the day,
I walked along with the words....
That was the day,
I walked away from the world....

Mehfil at IIT Delhi (21.09.12)

Flying without Wings........

Me,the wingless butterfly
floating in wings of wind....

Neither know where to go...
Nor know where not to go....

In the wildness of the wingless freedom,
I seek that crumbled old chariot...
the chariot without the horses of destiny....
the chariot without the horses of desire...

Me,the colorless butterfly
seeking blindness from a colored world...!!!...

Views.......

Laying her head on my shoulders, she murmured...

"Look ...there is light again."I looked up...

There was an infinitum of darkness in my front...

So deep that even I found myself no different from it..

I shook my head, .."No"....

She came closer and placed her face to my face...

"See...there is it...", pointing her lean hands....

Again my eyes wandered in the darkness..

"NO.."...I was angry..

She smiled...(She always does that when I am angry..)

And then turned around...

Slowly in the wind,i tasted the sweetness of her lips....

Then with my closed eyes...

I saw darkess withering away through her flying darker hair,

which covered my face...

And there I felt the light...the "LIGHT OF LOVE"...

And for the first time I knew ,

I was blind with my eyes wide open......

And for the first time I knew ,

the vison and visibility were not the same....

Praveen P

A Dreamer's Life.......

My dreams lost their meaning
on the way to my life.............

My life lost its meaning
on the way to my dreams......

Since then...
I chose to live in my dreams...
And die in my life............

Break Those Walls...!!!!!!!!

Now...

Time has come..

There...

They stood up for the first time...

They shouted for the first time...

They walked together for the first time...

Then... 

Those Walls started shaking....

The Walls...

Which protected the torturers from the tortured...!!

Which protected the exploiters from the exploited...!!!!

Which protected the few from the mass...!!!!

Which protected the might from the right...!!!! 

Let them BREAK....!!!!

Let them FALL..!!!!....

There..

Inside these walls..

Lies the treasures....

Let them go to those tortured..!!!

Let them go to those exploited..!!!!

Let them go to those who are right..!!!!

Let them go to the mass..!!!! 


( Support to all those who are being in the Streets for Occupy Wall Street Movement..)

COMPLAINTS................

I complain when I miss a single meal....

He stomach is empty for several days...!!!!

I complain when my sweater sweats a little...

He is dying in the dead cold.....!!!!!

I complain when the car moves slowly...

He is walking ever since his birth...!!!!

I complain when my child is in the sun....

His children play in the sunny roadsides....!!!!

I complain when my head aches a little...

He barely care his wounds of leprosy...!!!!

Still I complain..!!!!

Still I am not happy....!!!!

But he never complains...!!!!

And he is happy.....!!!!!

LOSS....HAPPINESS

I saw it near in front of me...

I walked towards it...

It was moving faster...

I walked fast...

Then I ran....

 I ran faster....and faster...

It moved away... and away...

And then I lost sight of it...

I started moaning....

I heard the beats of my heart...

Tears were rolling down through my face...

And got mixed with the sweat....

I fell down in the desert......

Living n' Leaving

I want to live this life as if
this is my last moment....
I want to leave this life as if
that is my first moment....

Lives,..Lightening Us

In the sunny farmlands
they are growing food for us.....
But their stomachs had never been full

In the dark corners of the metro,
they are weaving cotton for us...
But they have only bare skin to cover

Between the noises of the factory,
they are making toys for our children....
But their children had never touched one

Inside the suffocating tunnel,
they are mining gold for our women...
But their women wear broken glass bangles

Covered totally in tar,
they are digging coal for lighting our lives...
But their lives are covered with dark shadows....

Their Sayings

They said I am deaf..
But i always hear the silence of sorrow

They said I am blind..
But i always sees the depth of darkness

They said I am dumb..
But i always speaks the unheard voices

They said I am dead..
But i always lives in ur heart

HUNTERS OF MANKIND....

They are hunting always….
For the enemies, they created for themselves…

Down the pages of World History.....
Their enemies were lying beheaded…

First they made “Red-Indians” as enemies…
And killed them, massively….

Then they chained the “Blacks”…
And slapped them as Slaves….

Then they turned to “Communists”…
And hunted them as Anti-humans….

After the fall of Soviet Dreams (in 1991)….
They found their enemies were depleted….
They found that they had no more enemies….

The need came to them…
To create a new One…
To create a new Enemy….whom they can hunt….

So, At last…..
They created “Terrorists”…
They killed them in Baghdad…
They killed them in Kashmir…
They killed them in Manipur…
They killed them in Kabul…

They always need someone…so as to be killed…
And their hunting continues…..
Until the creation of the new enemy…

Beware…
You may be their next prey…

WHO are terrorists???

For Centuries...
They were suppressed..
They were denied food...
They were forced to toil for their masters..
They were cursed by religious dogma...
Their women were not allowed to cover the skin..
Their children were not allowed to learn...

Their cries were not heard by anyone...
Their tears were not seen by anyone...

Now finally..
When they started realising these..
When they started protesting against these....
When they threw stones on their suppressors...
When they took revenge for their centuries old suppressions...

Then..
We called them terrorists..
We called them ........

He..the Indian shepherd..

I don't know what his name is..
Also I don't want to know..
For whom lives are irrelevant..
names don't means anything at all..

He was black in color..
With watery red eyes ..
With a single-buttoned yellow shirt..
..Dancing in the wind,exposing his sun burnt skin...
With an umbrella tied to the shoulder..
..Having more transparency than opaqueness..
With a body stuffed of bulging skeleton...
..Suitable for a medical student for easy experiments...

He was the Indian shepherd...
Whom I found with a lot of sheeps and cows...
Whom I found under that fierce sun..
..Striving to win bread for his mother...
One thing common for him and them (the cows and sheeps)...
...The bulging skeleton through the skin...

I am wondering ..My shepherd,about You...
Do you know you are an Indian...?
..The last one of that 100 crores...
Sorry ..do you know India..?
..the nation stepping up in nuke deals..
..The nation upgrading itself in IT revolutions...
(..Don't worry this is a blood less revolt..)
..The nation spending millions for buying F-16s....
..The nation where companies started marketing oxygen itself...
..The nation where poverty is corporatised...

I know you don't know these..
Also I know you don't want to know..
For whom lives are irrelevant..
knowledge don't means anything at all...

FOR THEM..THE MILLIONS IMPOVERISHED...

I Saw them begging..
they were hungry
I Saw them crying..
they were alone
I Saw them running..
they were hunted...
I Saw them dying..
they were sick
I Saw..
I was their Killer..
Because....
When they begged,I kept my food away from them...
When they cried, I closed by eyes and ears..
When they ran, I threw stones on them..
When they died ,I was there to bury them...