Life seduction

Will you sleep with me?
We can have a good time.
It’s not like we were born
This way, we only came together now.
Don’t you think I love you?
Do you not believe me?
This is the first time I’ve ever said it
To someone else before!
I love you, I love you!
You are my life, and so I love you.

What more reason do I need?
And what reason can I give, if I
Had to hate you? Yes, how many times should
I say it. Please don’t leave me; I have
Still a lot in you I have to explore
And enjoy, don’t you understand?
You don’t? Neither, do I! But, still
I cannot leave you, but you me?
I can only beg you to stay with me!
One more night so that
We can enjoy it together.

Life, Don’t leave me!
We can have a good time!

--Mohan

The castle on the ship

The castle on the ship
For ever and ever it floated
Past me, into reality.
I chased it splashing my
Arms and legs in an attempt
To swim on sand.

The ship stopped, watching
My frail attempts go in vain.

I was let in, the walls were
Built in wood and stone!
The party inside was grim,
But, there was a lot of rum,
And every cup was filled
To the brim, I took one
Unsure of the quality.
But, once drunk a manlike me
Would slip into insanity.

Then I heard a cheer in the
Grim crowd, the people were
Not silent after all, they were
Dancing with unseen steps.
And speaking language
Unheard by human ears.

The castle on the ship
Began to move,
The sand waves gave way
And there was a crowd in the crew!

There was a lurch, and
My focus came back to life.
The crowd became silent
So, I took another cup of rum.
Now everything looked happy,
As it had previously done.

--Mohan

Never losing color

To the east and the west
I look out with unrest.
Flooding my senses, cutting
Through my veins, blood seeping,
Leaking, into the eddying
Currents of time.

Mixing with water, losing
Its color, losing its taste,
Smell, texture everything's been erased.

One drop lost, another falls
My final chance to find the walls.
But, now it falls
Drop by drop, without losing color
In desperation it calls,
For recognition, response.
For it falls into the dry
Land of my palms.

--Mohan

Mother

I was a spark in your womb,
You fed the fire and
Brought me home.

I knew your only wish
Was for me to shine.
But, did you know my wish
Was to always have you for mine.

But now, if you come back
I'm ready to fulfill all your requests
You order! Now. I'm willing to
Carry out, for you, any quests.

But, did I not deserve to
Keep you for long.
Or was it you, were you eager to
Leave me all alone?

Mother, in this glaring
Life I'm being brought up
In the shadows of greater selves.
I thought your wish was for
Me to stand up by myself.

Can I see you again?
If I cry for eternity cornered in
A dark place, with the only wish
To have you again. Or should I
Come to you, can you be my
Mother there and again?
Now, that my life's only
Wish is to be with you again.

For all those years, you
Raised me in your cradle.
For all those years I didn't see you,
When you were right here
In front of me.
But, now when my only
Wish is to see you.
I cannot, the power is
Not given to me!

--Mohan

Deeds undone

Of all the things that I love and care,
There are few things of which I'm sure.
Of all the things to question, I dare,
The answers remain always obscure.

But, no matter how hard I try,
The answers that come are incomplete.
Like what is the use to laugh and cry?
Next minute, everything becomes obsolete.

Then is it hard to keep a straight face,
When dangers and fears lurk ahead.
In a crevice hidden in this dreary place,
Where, all spoken words go unsaid.

Then, where is the faith in our heart and souls,
Where is the light when in need?
When our past is filled in a bowl,
Complete with every desire and greedy deed.

But, fear not says a voice,
For all you have, is all you have done.
In this life there is time to rejoice,
Because the past can never be undone!

--Mohan

Let's study

The days of torment

They will never be over.
For a few days or months,
Your subjects are your lover.

If you can't love them,
Then you won't get girls.
Unless you can rock or rap
Or have a pocket that burls.

But, for now concentrate,
For all that you have is a few
Limited days, in which you can
Graduate, before you grow old
And start counting off the dates.

Studies are more important,
Dreams come and go.
Once you fail in an exam,
There is nowhere to go.

You'll have to sweep a government
Floor or a mad man's rich hole.
But if you study and do well,
You will be a model of a role!

So, let's all get together,
And together we will study.
If we don't pass who cares.
We will pass by giving
The college some money!

---Mohan

P.S. This is the first time I've tried to be realist. It didn't work so well. Lets be romantics and enjoy the flavor of life!

Nature's symphony

The mist in the valley rises
Revealing me the world in a trance.
Of nature there is naught to say,
It is majesty in her proudest stance.

The queen of nature rules,
The king of the lost kindred!
As the beauty materializes in front
Of my dreamy eyes, haunting itself with
Images of mountains and Valleys, drowned in silence.

And now as the sweet
Symphony, canorously
Enters my materialistic ears.
Reverberating in the
Silence of forgotten years.

I understand,
The heaven is here on earth.
If we look close, the earth is
A sky full of stars, with beauty enclosed.

My hands flow like a river,
With some inherent energy pulling
The strings of my flowing quill.

I'm not bragging about the quality
Of my written words, I'm just admiring the
Power of beauty that holds me and takes me
Far from these pieces of earth.

Into the infinite
Space holding all things as one.
Of the many things that grow in time,
The part called me; it's no one, it's none.

---Mohan