City does sleep..

The first day I moved to the city, was excited it would be great fun and the month next will show me a new life. Having experienced few other metro cities, I looked forward to this experience and here are few lines which don’t summarise, but give a glance of the impression about the city I have started loving.. Mumbai

They call it awake, I feel it sleeps

When cross the roads, sometime with the crowd, sometimes against I believe
Drunk or out of work reasons unknown to me
They are lying down all over the road till noon deep asleep

In trains all tied she aims to grab a seat
She runs for the corner, even if train empty
But once she gets comfortable, she even misses the station so sound asleep

The old woman sells stuff in train and earns few bucks per piece
When a burqa clad gives her fifty rupees as alms she doesn’t know what to speak
Gives all the blessings, silently and in respite tobacco she chews and goes off to sleep

At midnight when I walk and experience the beauty of moon in the sea
The waves cross over and mesmerise the soul and there you see
He lies, eyes closed and it is not a nap but a deep drenched sleep

And some days, you hear a noise, a spark and all get a reason to grieve
A witness to blast, speechless she is and we all are too deprived of sleep
But somewhere in his home the powerful was sleeping for years three

They call it awake, I feel it sleeps
Let the sleep be never let free
There should be no next time to weep
They deserve the right to glee and leap...

Sleep a wink!!

Catches you unaware, no emotions creep
May try anyhow engulfs the sleep

No blink in eyes, voices heard from deep
An effect more powerful than my smile or weep

Yawn through the days, no awaken wave
Change the position intact, laze I crave

If surprises, knows no leaps or bounds
When search in need, it is hard to find

Dark nights then and I lay awake
Give up after long trial to fake

If avoid, it cannot be beaten in race
The strong whale comes back an ace

Incomplete it haunts, follows amass
Full, satisfies it lets you pass

A child’s gift, a teen’s envy
Young’s asset, elder’s reminder of journey

In all forms, a feel, a depth
Energizes, restores, laziness it swept

Love it all, long for always
Hug me sleep, carry me in a daze..

He’s Gone

I search him here, look for him there
Where has he gone, can’t locate anywhere

Remember suddenly, there he lay
Eyes wet, lips offer pray

They took him, I wept
Helpless, motionless here I am left

I thought I am not attached
Then why I felt dejected, detached

I thought he will survive
Why this forever dive?

He never played, not laughed
His existence made me dwarfed

He did not speak nor walk
His expressions made a mark

Now he won’t hold, he won’t smile
I am here to stay without him for a long while

My cries did not help, my arms could not stretch
I wished he returns, a dream far fetched

Here I lay like separated wheels of that cart
How to tell him, he was really close to my heart

Welcome

Tomorrow alas the sun will rise,
Birds be chirpy, weather be wise

Feelings unempty, happiness not in disguise
Wherever he is, my heart lies

As eyes open, heart will pound
Did I see you or hear your sound?

A wait so long, an ache so deep
Days of loneliness, nights of weep

On the road to destiny left alone
Eyes so sad, heart to mourn

In dark dusk I seem engulfed
Want night to end, silence the emotions flood

The bright dawn arrived
Life unsettled, changed sides

Overcame the time’s tide,
Smile appears, tears dried

End gloomy nights, sunny days tweet
Welcome, make me complete

I Am Alone

Take me home, I say who hears?
Give me existence, shatter my fears

Fight for these for me is the same,
Home, family or even a name

No hands to wipe my tears
For bedtime stories yearn my ears

No eyes waiting when I’ll be home
No search, no worry where I roam

At dusk when I fear and close eyes
Can’t see a hand caressing my sighs

In dark, when scary thoughts occupy
Eyes seek all, nears and passer by

Must have harmed him or hit her in last life
So this time He gave me a ‘name’less, ‘dear’less life

I don’t have him who will guide, nor she who will care
Neither he or she who can pair up with me for all play

I am ready for his rebukes, will follow all her advice
Even lose in all games to him or her, be a loser not wise

But please take me home, I say who hears?
Give me an existence, shatter my fears

I aspire nothing else, won’t bother anymore
Please make me ‘your’ child, will wish for blessings from the core

Voices Unheard Still

What if you cannot speak, I will lend you my voice
Speak as you never spoke, get up and rise

When you are born you cry, we rejoice
Now you cry, we suppress your voice

A day very fast and moving
For you it is a pain, no hand for soothing

Be it menial, be it hard
How they push you, force you my ward

Can’t breathe, can’t speak but hands do work
Who cares you are dead in this murk

Serving, nailing, ploughing all deed
We can’t do these, you do still a weed

Beg, borrow, steal and you will be frayed
Ask for an earned wage, but you won’t be paid

Dying of hunger, no food no fun
Life is there to catch you, how far you may run

All and sundry, punish the same
What sin you committed, in God’s name

I wish all these voices unheard,
Sometimes be listened, slowly word by word

They cannot speak but eyes don’t lie
The only question they ask is WHY?

Expressions plenty, feelings galore
Offer a hand, they do not ask for more

No charity or sympathy, only empathise
May be some day, do not see tears in their eyes

A heart filling plea now follows
To lend your voice if they cannot speak their sorrows

Say, what if you cannot speak; I will lend you my voice
Speak as you never spoke get up and rise..

Now a MICAn's Wish

A new city,a new place,a new destination

Was I destined to come here or was it a considered decision..



Lonely when entered,fun now as we all are together,

It wasnt earlier but now there's even pleasent weather..



All colours of life,bright and dark, black and white

We'll experience, a chirpy day and a long nocturnal night..



Managing to flow with the time's tide

Rarely folded,often with arms open and wide..



School of Ideas collates thoughts, actions and deeds

After all MICA differentiates,communicates as well as leads..



Let this COUNCIL be a joint affair

And this CANVAS fill the colours of the each flair..



Taking SANKALP of filling fun and frolic with Intellect

And MINDS sharpened and involved with wholesome effect..



Literature,Culture an inevitable piece and part

News and Vaani update and social sounds get a headstart..


Let there be Crosstalk and let the opinions walk

We'll have a BAITHAK for differences to park..


Alumnus to guide and reply the welcome notions

Place the final all to give the careers a motion..



When final moment will arrive here

We'll have a new family each in our own sphere..



Hope to give a fight and shed all fetters

And I achieve life's share of my nectar..



So here's a MICAn's whole hearted wish,

Let MICA be a craves' pond and Supriya be a star fish..:)