Thursday, August 26, 2010

Chandani 11

I feel sane
I feel alive
Is it just smoke?
or i see my past walking by

My thoughts take me to a city
I see faces of my brothers and sisters
and among them my own

The silence is smiling upon me
my spirit is dancing with the moon
Shadows are holding my hand
and taking me in the woods

Reason betrays my fear
and destiny decides
I should

I walk bare feet
on snow, grass and smoke
Crossing the boundaries
of pain, hope and truth

Stars stop looking for me
for it knows it won't find me
I am an enigma,
a miracle unspoken
and pure

Tuesday, August 24, 2010


The world of sister & brothers

The world of remorse and hope

It gives all - In balance

As happiness & pain are same

Two sides of same dame

Just hormones - they claim

So what is it, the state to be

What causes the harmony

Is it the power? The fame?

No, they r just another form of tragedy

It requires the knowledge of 'me'

And the satisfaction of - being

They call you from all sides

Mute cacophony, colorful and blind

You still find your wish - you live.