The Pink Journey

Hunt me down to the cave where I have been hiding for so long,
Call out my name with the sweet serene voice and sing the song,
Move out of the tress, the shadows and the lakes I want to see your face,
I want to see what God has sent for me and the one would be my everlasting craze.

Shout out and bulge the sweet air surrounding you with the heavy sounds of the leaves,
Help me understand the greener pastures covered with the sweet mist of your breathe,
Cover me in your ever so smooth and strong shadow, bind me with you,
I want to live like this, stay with you and get lost in very possible of your hues,

People say, people listen, and then they die, we will still remain alive,
Let nothing affect the warmth and the clouds we've built for us,
I will never let you down; I am down on my knees and with all my love,
I lust you, I trust you, and I love you, stay with me and be my shinning dove,

Reach to the door, pull out, push in the ramifications to enhance the vision,
Watch the roll of the carpet under your footsteps for what I have woven,
Sit beside me, lie along me, let’s join ourselves together and let’s get lost in the mist,
My love, this was just a flash of our love story in a very small gist.

Reconciled Glory

Figuring the forms of the nature divine presented us with,

rising up those shadows under the sun light and crawl up the tree trunk,

the forest was lit on fire and the species were mesmerized in the randomness,

rose up to the branches to save myself and softly settled on the carpet of leaves

time was short and not the destination,

I had to reach to the place I was called before I could seek devil's attention,

as the fire had reached its maximum rage, passion was still kept under his cage,

it was only a matter of time he leapt on to the far distant pond he could see,

moments were there and emotions rode so high that the light years could freeze.

the minute he rode out of the fire lit jungle and held his breathe,

all he could see and turn around was filth full of many beaten souls,

kick, start, and pumped up the engine and drove away,

bruised and battered, the wind of the new fresh air unrusted the pacified wounds.

unabrupted by the thoughts of what he left behind strangely, yet so beautifully,

climbed up the ladder of what was called safe haven,

glance, stare and saw a beautiful eye filled with depth and heart fr only one to share,

I was left but nothing to carry on with those mystical eyes and the love for which I care.

Feedback

Do you often travel that high,

one that you feel when you touch the skies,

where you can touch yourself and you dont feel anything,

from the height, all those known earthly objects turn out to be something

proven true in the open, the feel of gravity,

it automatically turns yourself to the undisclosed brevity,

"please fasten your seat belts" as it may not be safe,

they give you a feeling as if the next thing you will land up in your grave

the wingspans piercing those surreal and heavy clouds,

it feels like the wings are covered with never so ending shroud,

briefly detailed the mystiques of the driver of the bird

he is just another mortal battling in that flock of herds

fast paced, tight laced, slim caged, the journey is short,

there hasn't been much ending without being flawed,

once you cover the wings with the burden of those heavy emotions,

you will end up living your life with nothing but desperate situations...

Push the Tempo

Push the Tempo

Falling from the heights I’ve reached,

I’ll push the ground deep beneath me,

To reach the end more till the end,

To touch the ground the way I want to feel,

This is not the end of line,

It has just begun to uncover the shine

The fine brine of that wine,

Which we always dreamt of tasting till we last,

Resting beneath my wheels,

Are my marks which I left on the road,

The road that led to the jungle.

Where I could find all that I lost in a bundle.

Don’t crowd your thoughts on my shadow,

It’s too weak, weak, enough for me to hold on,

I see the sky leaning on those trees,

And those seem like they are free.

Chapter 7

Straight Highway

I put my gloves on, with my black shades,

Turn the keys, and start the engine blades,

Turn the accelerator, and begin my journey ahead,

Don’t know where I’m heading, with my bags packed with beer and bread.

Winds whistling past my face, my hair curling here and there,

Going to have a little fun, a good time,

The highway is straight, full off pits and shrines,

With every turn of my wheel, leaving my past behind I look up to the divine.

With my brakes on, reached the mountain top,

This is the place where I can do anything and I won’t get caught,

Could see the never ending river down the hill I climbed,

Plunged in to the river and tasted its fresh spirit.

Lost in the wilds, with the greens around me,

This was freshness I wanted always that made me feel free,

Look out at the world beyond thee full of emotions,

Run with me, come to me and I will show you that they are just but false notions.