Saturday, May 10, 2008

Avy Alton Fernandes, I will miss you.

A poem i wrote when you very alive: I dedicate to you dear Avy,


In the silent grave as I lay.
Finally silence from the aching pain.
At the dawn of my final day.
I see no one before me.


As a dream comes to an end.
As I see the rigid pain.
The unsung hero as I lay.
Unspoken,Unheard,or unknown.


People come and people go.
They weep and cry for me to stay.
But as I lay wearing my crown.
Opened a gateway to a brand new day.


"Immortal", you wished.
You all wished I stayed.
To open my eyes for another day.
Tired and famished as I lay.

No one hears what I have to stay.
As the dew settles on my grave.
Songs of Christ and his merry ways,
Not cold out or hot within, yet I feel the morning break.
Merry Christmas is the day.
The joy of the day and the spirit sprayed.
I will return, believe what I say.

Love.

Through my watery eyes I see,

After a phase of wrecking pain,

A light of hope and a moment of glee,

Through your still eyes and the blacken rain.

A sense of touch, has come upon me,

Sensing a sense never before,

A wild and free spirit, I find in me,

Only after you stepped afore.

Alas! Cupid you have struck,

Struck me with a mighty blow,

Your arrow pierced right thru my heart,

My crackling armor falling thru and fro.

As I watch, a human bond,

Growing newly, he by ho,

I just sit, astonished and stare.

Waiting for destiny to give me a glare.

A sigh of relief is what I shall get,

When I see you smile back at me,

I will live and die by the word I give,

A word to stick till the very end, till the end of me.

Love me back, is all I ask.

Love me now or I shall die,

It’s not a difficult thing I ask,

Set me free and let me fly.

Friday, May 02, 2008

Fading Versions of Life

Fighting a battle that was never called for.Trying to achieve what seems like never ending goals.Looking for answer for questions that are not asked for.Looking for something that is not defined.Wasting the moment in fine air.

Nothing is clear, yet walking in the storm think that we know what we want.What you see is a mirage!! Making you see what you want.Yet faith breaking within me.Cheating myself to tie folds of unknown pleasure.Never did any one see the pain, the fear, the wounds behind these faces of emotion.Yet i stand here trying walk through this life trying to pass by unnoticed !!!


The rain are wiping my tears..as a new set of question arises.
Once again i see my self in the mirror with open eyes and salted hands.
Trying to break free from what looks like a mokery of inhuman dieseases.


Who wished for this untammed pleasure

People getting in your head as nails in a coffin !!!
Being virtually kicked where it hurts the most !!!
Yet as another day rises we still follow friendship, love and faith in search of something indescribable, unspoken unmentioned yet thought about it feeling it will give us what we want but as a thirst quenched another will rise soon ...AGAIN we will set out in search of ?????

As I Stand tall when by every step i take, every move i make, every time i breath life becomes difficult.I see people around me falling to pieces and mixing with the dirt beneath us.I try and hold their hands and make them walk along with but my eyes are still on my goal which goes away every time i try and get close to achieving it.