Sunshine Prince

Born, disowned and tossed into a river
Cursed and murdered by a coward's quiver
But greatness shone in the time between
Son of a God and a heartless queen
Born a prince
But paid for others' sins
Condemned to the lower echelons of societal cast
Despite his royal caste
Brighter than the sun's brilliance
Human par excellence
Driven to be the greatest archer ever seen
Cursed for hiding his humble origin
More powerful than his five princely brethren
Turned away from the swayamwar as a heathen
Accepted by a true friend
Somebody to trust and not pretend
Always suggested royalty with his golden ear rings
Finally crowned a rightful king
But with power comes vice
Party to deceit through dice
Insulted his brother's/another's wife
Maybe the loyalty of his friend or the bitterness of his strife
Accumulated an empire for his comrade
Bribed by God Himself but never betrayed
Emotionally cajoled to switch sides
Remained unshaken even with his royal lineage revealed
Preferred a true friend to opportunistic relations
Ignored his forsaken mother's pretensions
Finally accepted the son of her paramour
But had God steal his protective armour
Cheated to use his most potent weapon only once
Defeating his brother will prove difficult hence
Fought the epic battle that sealed his enduring fame
Just a precursor to the end game
But his wheels of fortune stuck at the opportune time
Death finally hit its morbid chime
A fighter till the very end
The Solar godsend!

Another year.....

The clock chimes to midnight
Triggering celebrations wild
Happiness and expectations run amok
Door of life waits fortune to knock
Another year for youth to live zest
Another year for the enervated to embrace death
Another year of truth and justice
Of falsehoods and injustice
Another year for fulfilling wishes and aspirations
Of disappointments and manipulations
Another year for that career to take off
Of bad bosses and lay offs
Another year for world peace and good deeds
Of phoney wars and soldiers to bleed
Another year of global warming and climate change
Of Copenhagens and small nations short changed
Another year for new enterprises and reinvigorated capitalism
Of naysayers and junky socialism
Another year of technology and innovation
Of bad economic choices and recessions
Another year of building a better world
Of apocalypse predictions and end of world
Of materialistic everything,economy packages and more value for less
And empty Nothingness...

Cliff of Life

Of goals and ambitions...
Of trials and tribulations...
Lives begin with beautiful thoughts
Innocent souls without blemish and blots
Beautiful flowers waiting to blossom
Could always rush back to a familiar bosom
Everything seems so plausible
All dreams so possible
Hopeful eyes gazing a bedazzled tomorrow
And never met a stranger named sorrow
Determined eyes set on the sun
Youthful feet raring to run
So he spread his wings and set to fly
Nothing to stop him soaring high
Engined by self belief and ability
And then hit a turbulence...Reality
Pristine turned impure
Tainted by greed, lust and lure
Life was too precious to risk a crash
Following some stupid ideals now seemed rash
Truth turned to bitter lies
The moment when innocence dies
Suddenly adversity made him worldly wise
He found a parachute named compromise
The sweet earth he landed on finally ended his strife
Till he just realized he had jumped from the cliff of life

"Singled" Out

The lone traveler walks on
Trying new lanes, taking diversions from the bygones
Mind weaves beautiful images of what lies ahead
Unlike the daily travails of the butter and bread
But then notices a million stares along the way
Piercing through his utopia like the night swallows the day
They say "your old days are done"
"what is left in being the only one?"
One by one friends fall by the side
hitched to their brides
"another one bites the dust!" you think
hoping to stay afloat, but deep inside feel the sink
dreadful of the "M" word
like an abuse that never should be hurled
Doubts ripple through your placid future
"Isnt it easier to hang the boots rather than fight nature?"
Freedom so hard won, should it be lost?
Not so sure that am ready to bear that cost
A battle better fought even if there is a rout
Even if you are "singled" out

"High" Minded

life warped in its many desires is just a hoax sublimed into infinity.
why this infinite source of light seems so elusive to our mundane existence?
because we all are zombies of our self perpetrated reality where there are winners and losers and mortal bodies dance their hypocritical forms.
Is the truth so elusive? or existence a myth for slavery?
our limited bodies embody the soul of dimensions.
reaching out...but tied down...
bondage broken energy like vultures on a hapless being
but again blinded by prejudice...
we jump back to wilderness wen actually light shone on us
blinded by the darkness of ignorance...
relive the madness...

stupid reality sucks u back to the unreal because reality doesn't deserve you...
its a pilgrimage you are chosen to take and not your desire to avenge...
because friends embody truth and rest is a show that must go on for our ignorance tinted eyes..
meet u on the other side..when you shed your loins of pretentious power desires to get naked in the power of ultimate oneness..good bye...

All is not Black and white

In Childhood beautiful stories we hear
They build our hopes ,shape our fears
Sculpting our sense of Wrong and Right
Then the Gray Reality hits us between Black and White

A dictator talked about his Race
Some adored him for others he was a nut case
"Forces of freedom" vanquished him with their Slave army
Of course the defeated never survive to write history
Not as clear as day and night
All is not Black and White

Lies a million times rings true
Power a prerogative of the selected few
Depends whose voice gets heard
who gets praised and who gets jeered
one man's hero another's terrorist
Doesnt take much for a man to turn to a beast
depends on whose side you fight
All is not Black and White

Patriotism drives us to die for the nation
Forget our blood, our relations
For the egotist ruler's perverted constructions
Some for oil some for weapons of mass destruction
Passions blind the reason's sight
All is not Black and White

Remembering the "dark" chapters of History
Black was slave and white was free
Now they say "everything has been redeemed"
"Chosen a Black to lead our side
But we did not see the color of his hide"
What was once demeaning is now dignified
Because my friend,All is not Black and White

Castles in the Air

I walked back home on that long dusty road
Going past those mansions that housed the rich and famous,young and old
I always dreamt of a roof over my head
A luxury for a warrior of the daily bread

One fine day a gentleman came my way
What he told me made my day
"My friend",he said in a warm and friendly tone
"Why stare at those houses with a look so forlorn?"
"Come with me and one of those you shall own".

"A cruel joke it must be", I thought
"Why did he think of me when others left me to rot?"
"No Income no assets no problem" he said
"Take this loan and buy a house,TV and bed
"Of course its not free"
"But the interest's not a hefty fee"

So there I was in my home
In a day I built my Rome.
Finally living my fanciest dream
A day i thought would never be seen.
But little did I know as those beautiful days flew past
That the nights that followed would leave me aghast

Then the payment day came nearby
and my pockets were horribly dry
My wealthy friend saw this and went gray
He had sold my dreams to the wealthy to play

Cut my dreams into pieces and sold
"They traded and swapped it" later I was told.
Waited eagerly for my payments to roll out
And planned to profit even if I default

But alas there were millions who were like me
Blinded by greed they did not see
And then reality dawned the nightmare
Now it all seemed so cruel and unfair

Paupers to Riches to Paupers...
But this time my not-so-wealthy friend had no new offers
"I sold you lies but little did I care"
"Then I went broke and realized it was all....Castles in the air"