Freedom

I look out of my window,

And see days and months transforming into years

The Earth smells afresh, watered anew,

The Sunlight weaving in and out of the cold clouds,

The Rains brings together the wet memories of childhood,

The Winter reminds me of the songs , my mother sung to put me off to sleep.

They say its not your land, yet it feels like mine,

He tells You're not like me yet he seems the same.

I, Prisoner of old, look out through the iron rusted bars of my cell,

I see an Angel coming yonder from the land of dreams,

She shows me the warm prospects of life,

From her words, I feel like living once more,

Her promises and oaths drive me to experience life anew,

They say she is nothing,

Then why does she fight the world for me,

They say she is unlike me, but yet for me, she seems the same.

I look out through the darkness of my cell,

I see a new life wrapped in the colours of my land,

Fulfilling my wishes, she has forgotten her desires.

Serving my people, she has forsaken her own.

I wish- May all the happiness in the world be for her alone,

For her, I wish to live life again- once more.

They say my land is not hers, but still in my house she stays,

They say she is unlike me, but yet for me, she seems the same.

I, Prisoner of old, look at the world outside, through my cell,

And see Life inviting me to live once more.

I beget death to wait for some more time,

I want to live life, a little while and then I can sleep peacefully, forever.

Friends

Friends are what we live for

They're never not around

They'll be there for you

When life throws you to the ground

Nothing's ever too much trouble

They'll always gladly be there

And never start shouting

When you've gone wrong somewhere

It's never too late at night

It's never too early in the morning

They'll never make you plan ahead

They'll be round with five minutes warning

Unlike 'love' for that special someone

A friendship should never end

There's no point in having a person

Who's only a five-minute friend

They need to always have you near

They can't go on without

It's awful when you fight with them

You hate hearing them shout

But sometimes friendships are broken

With no explanation at all

Friends grow apart and move on

The bond between you will fall

Never let a friend drift away

If you love them enough then you'll know

That living without them is nothing

That's the way life is, it's just so

That's why my friends are important to me

I keep them all close in my heart

Through arguments, tears and laughter

To say I love ya is just a start

So open your arms and hug them

Incase it's the last time you do

Share everything with them you have

And then they will too...

Drifting

Drifting

I sometimes find I'm drifting

Through this life without effect;

I often wonder if I'm truly

Worth what I've been blessed.

I search through days that have been hard,

To try to understand,

The many trials that I have known,

The life that I have had.

You see me in my daily grind,

So confident and strong;

Yet when I am alone, I question

Just where I belong.

I often try too hard I find,

To analyze and guess,

To scrutinize, investigate

My life I will confess.

For somewhere deeper, there must be

Some meaning to this life,

Some way to make a difference,

Give a reason for this strife.

Is there some hidden meaning?

Some agenda to be found?

A greater purpose waiting

If I care to hang around?

It teases and it taunts me,

Always slightly out of sight;

A hazy vision out of reach,

Where darkness hides the light.

I struggle to bring clarity

To what awaits me there,

And yet this weak illusion

Always fades before my stare.

It seems the harder that I try,

To focus through the haze,

Just serves to add more questions,

Through my endless, tired gaze.

Perhaps I'm trying just too hard,

To understand it all,

For can we ever truly know

Just what we have in store?

Each incident, each moment passed,

Just adds upon the next,

But in the end, will I find truth ...

Or will I be perplexed?

Perhaps I make it harder

Than it has to be sometimes,

But will my searching bring to me

My meaning over time?

Or will it leave me broken,

And confused as I feel now,

While questions bring no solitude,

To this, my wrinkled brow.

Arched Across The Sky

Arched Across The Sky

Rainbows created my imagination
As it arched across the sky,
On one end there, sat You
At the other end there, sat I.

Imagining I could slide across
Over the rainbow to the end,
There would be my pot of gold
The sweet love of my dear friend.

The rainbow is a connection
Like a bridge from me to you,
It appears joined by sunlight
Then the grey skies turn to blue.

Arriving after the rainstorms,
It became so evident to me;
Thoughts of love follow rainbows,
They arched right across the sea.

A colourful arching rainbow,
It has no gate, it has no door.
It reaches from friend to friend,
It arches from shore to shore.

I smiled up today at the sky,
How far would my loving smile go,
It slid right over to the other side;
The other end of the coloured rainbow.

A Life...

A life..

Oh! Don’t you see yonder?
A pretty girl on that shore..
Sitting there by her self,
Lost, Alone, Sad.beautiful.

Her wet lashes look up now and then
Seeking out onto the sea,
Searching beyond the horizon far
For when her sailor come back for her

Upon the rock she sat
As the waves beat across that
A wild beat that only the sea knew
Her sad heart swayed to the beat

Tears trickled down her face
Tiny salty drops fell into the water
Her hopes, her dreams, her life
Washed away with the huge waves

She knew he wouldn’t come back
Back from the world so far
So far behind he left her
She couldn’t follow him there

Oh! There she sits by herself
On that rock waiting
For her beloved to return
From the world unknown..

I Am Someone

I am someone
I walked past a dead face
even though the person was alive
I saw my eyes in the mirror
and cried at the sight
I looked at a person I didn't know
and I met a friend
I got heads to turn
when I walked past
I learned a lot about myself
when I lost a new friend
I cried every tear in my body
when I thought about love
I got hit bad
then got back in the ring
I climbed a mountain of rocks
and saw an eagle fly over- head
I heard terrible things about myself
when no one thought I was listening
I realized I was strong
when I didn't cry when it hurt
I found out who I was
when I was with someone else
I thought I was lost forever
when a friend found me
I held a life in my hand
and it was my own
I was a pawn in someone else's game
so I surrendered to a brook
I walked the fine line between surviving
and not wanting to survive
I still am
I am someone

Reality Check

Reality Check

Life is, but, the main journey
Made up of different roads,
Short & Long Or Up & Down,
Or filled with varying loads.

The paths are all variable constants
The choice is yours to make,
For, on this journey, far and long,
Everyone, a different path, must take.

For its the choices that make a man
And not just his abilities
Then he can even fly in the race
In spite of his many disabilities.

Life is all, but, the way you live
On you, everything depends,
To foolishly try and run amok
Or tie up all the loose ends.

I tried to flee, run away from it,
When it all became too much
But try all you can, you can't escape
The way of life is such.

Life is more than just a shadow,
Its the truth penultimate,
You are bound to life itself,
It is your lasting fate.

Wherever you go, yonder, afar,
You think you've left everything behind.
Detaching Yourself from the normal way
Is delirious, you would find.

One day must come, when you will stand
Again, where you once were;
Things are just exactly the same
Nothing has dissappeared.

This break from life is temporary,
This small respite from routine;
Where order seemingly melts away
Pending work is quarantined.

You might make merry and enjoy
This ray of sunshine small ;
Forgetting that the clouds will come again
And darkness shall cover all.

For life always awaits your return
To this world of endless turmoil;
Life is the Biggest picture, my friend,
You reap rewards for your toil.

Life may seem, harsh, to you;
Harsh is all reality.
Yet all that we see or seem
Is but like a dream within a dream.

Reality is a persistent illusion,
Reality never fades,
To face reality, everyone has,
Not lament beneath the shades.

Reality is that which doesnt go away
Even when you stop believing,
So dream & achieve with open eyes,
Thats the secret of living.

For, you can close your eyes to reality
But surely not to memories
So, once a while, have a reality check
To map your path to victories.

- K. Aravind
1.2.2009

The Darkness

The Darkness

If only it were so simple,
to cruise through life smelling roses;
but the obstacles blacken the countryside,
and we unwittingly crush them beneath our boots.

Dreams sustain us through the madness;
goals give a finish line to our race.
Yet they change with every turn, around every wall,
and remain elusive throughout the quest.

Mistakes are made, and regrets are our luggage;
we will drag them with us to slow us down.
The victories are flashes of light, sudden and unlasting, which allow us
to glimpse the road ahead before darkness descends.

Love is bitter, yet it is the bread that keeps us.
Over and over it fills us up, only to starve us.
The people whom we love shape our destinies and our strengths,
yet leave us cold and alone in the darkness.

There are others trying to race to the end;
occasionally, we bump into one or two.
The bonds we form help us down the path less lonely
but eventually, we lose each other in the darkness.

Alone is not a bad way to be;
it clears your head and focuses you on the journey.
Cherish the short intervals during the quest you have with others,
but be prepared to walk alone in the darkness.