Sunday, May 21, 2006

Sonnet to the Dream


Shall I wait till the day of Valentine-
Or confess right away my love for you?
For, always be alike feelings of mine-
In dry mornings or evenings of dew;
In the shimmering hot sun of summer
Or in the killing chill of winter's cold!
Brand new seasons or those memories old;
I ever in silence like a hummer
Sing the same lyrics I wrote of my love-
My sweet love, that I never spoke about
Yet had not allowed to establish doubt
Of my admiration that stands above
The Heavens that are seen only in dream:
A dream that you are or your name a dream!!



P.Siddartha.
21May2006.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Conversations



(She:)
"Was that the sound of gentle streams
That on this rocks are falling to?"

(I:)
"No, my Love! it is in your dreams
That my dry lips are calling you!"

(She:)
"Was that the voice of that great bard,
Who grew so wise and died too young?"

(I:)
"No my darling! it is not hard
To hear my heart humming your song!"



P.Siddartha
17may2006.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Where are they?



There are those who have an ambition
There are those who have a solemn dream;
And those with strong determination
That flow in wild woods like a graceful stream.

Where are they?







P.Siddartha.
16may2006.

Confused



Blind was I
Couldn't see
While you were in
Front of my eyes.

Mad am I
Can't forget when
You are away
From my arms.



P.Siddartha.
16may2006.

Life and Soccer

A strange thing, I don't like soccer...but i wrote something on that too!!!

What with life?
I ask myself.
And often find
Some strange answers.

Says one voice
It's a soccer game
In which you win
On scoring goals.

Yells another
It's a soccer ball
You get kicked
By unknown feet.

One more shouts
It's a soccer net
You catch and hold
When a good one comes.

What about
This soccer thing?
I sometimes ask and
Answer myself.

For some this
Soccer is but life;
And for some this
Life is soccer.


P.Siddartha
16 May 2006.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Some random thoughts

These are some of my random thoughts, which I fear may be lost with time!! So, as Thoreau said: "Write while the heat is in you. The writer who postpones the recording of his thoughts uses an iron which has cooled to burn a hole with. He cannot inflame the minds of his audience".

I do not want to have my iron cold, whilst I attempt to drill a hole in to the massive rocks, hoping to see a ray of light that perchance could make me Enlightened.

Following are some of thoughts I would like to record for the time being, and somewhere in eternity revisit them and keep my promises!!

To begin with a few lines that I am really proud of to have written recently:

This thought in mind of you alone,
Turned me into human from stone!

Perhaps, this is one of the best couplets I loved to create. And may be if there is enough inspiration, I could build this up to a good set of stanzas.

Then again there are some less inspired but nevertheless worth recording:

I know what I am
I am a loser big time!!

This could perhaps become a song.

Some more lyrics, that are incomplete are:

I sleep because I like to dream
In dream I see a beautiful face.
The face begins to smile at me
With certain smirk and some grace.


And one more:

On a day this fine
My bread is the Sun.
Water is my wine
And the wind my woman.

Apart from these I am working on a something, I am considering which could be an epic poem.
I call it DREAM.

And there's a story, partly facts, partly fiction which will come out very soon!!

Love you my blog, see you soon!!!
As of now, adios!!