Escape

On a sultry day, from the dusty road,
After toiling for long in the scorching sun,
Looking for an escape from the mundane reality,
I opened the book called my life.

I see the colors of laughter and success
The strokes of bitterness and broken hearts
Some pieces are mine, for many I am to blame.
Some pages turned, some revisited, and others torn.

Some, just let go... though long forgotten, not forgiven!


When you're lost in the ashes of time... who wants tomorrow?!!

prynka
Feb '09

Afterglow

I climbed up a ladder to my sub conscience
In a heartbeat, my lost grip showed me a world beyond the real!
The golden sunlight and sylvan gardens
Made my hollow heart yearn to feel.
As the summer rolls into the fall,
And the winter’s chills freeze my thoughts
I wish to see the color of life, again.

prynka
Sept ‘08

Sometimes...

The night’s cool breeze, caressing moonlight
The comfort of my bed and the thought of your arms
A mystic Muse and a single wish
Take me from reality to my wonderland.

The gentle rustle of the leaves against my window
As if the wind is swaying the trees in a lullaby, just for me
The full moon in the blanket of clouds
Ready to be lassoed down at my one single wish!

I realize in my sleep
That my smile has many shades
And when I am reminded of the reason
I gather myself up and look ahead to all that is yet to come.

prynka
May ‘08

Kaleidoscope

Perfection is not alluring when it is sought
And not every mirage conceals a miracle.
I realized that I spent half my life
Trying to fit a square into a circle!

I tried hard to show all the gratitude I felt
For the magic carpet ride
For the rainbows that ended in gold pots
For dampening the parched strands of my eyelashes!

Should I rush to get over with it?
Or should I wait to wonder
How much of a crime it is
When I look for divinity in your mortality!

And all those times I was stung by the sorrow
To find a way to bid adieu
To this lonely journey; for, now has become then
And I have finally come home to me!

:)

prynka
Jan 08

Oxymoron

It feels like being ripped and juggled by an amateur con
I see through the game, and yet I play along
Who is to blame now?
You for setting up the trap? Or me for walking deliberately into it?

prynka
Dec 07

Hundred shades of White

The insinuation was genteel
It simply could not be refuted
But, can my words do the justice of describing me, as you feel?
The genius is not always the one that is most convoluted.
I am a promise of something more corporeal than
The magical moon and the magical morn
Unlike the morning dew on the delicate leaflets
That would last no longer than the dawn.

Your only fear is your cowardice
You will find me here, as the serpents of time wind and twist
Because life is a bigger gamble than your game of dice.
My insouciance is not reticence
But as a tribute to the soul that I revere
I stand by it, when he repeated -
You can’t see the world through a mirror!

Yes, sometimes you have to close your eyes to see.

prynka
Oct, 07

Mystery

Peace, for which I relentlessly fight,
Evades me.
There is no end to this vicious cycle, I know
Yet I lead myself closer to my nemesis, each day
As I see you smile at my pretence of being bold.

prynka
Oct 07


Tourniquet

Don’t stop me from falling… let it hurt, till I grow numb!
Till I can feel no more, this excruciating pain of fading into nothingness,
Dissolving in the wind and flowing with the sound
I can’t see myself in the mirror anymore!

prynka
Sept 07

Just a Myth..?

Your embrace is love’s cornucopia
A vacation in my utopia
A hiatus that came as a breather
Breathe? Hah! I speak of breath when I was almost smothered!

You can’t get me out of my shell
That’s where I belong – I delve
Why would you want me to be vulnerable?
I take your atrocities, not just to cavil!

Let me lose myself
Into this blissful numbness
Where light is blind and sound is deaf
Where I mistake the hurt for rapture, every single moment!

prynka
Sept 07

I'm like a Bird

you are beautiful...thats for sure
you'll never ever fade.
you are lovely, but its not for sure, that i wont ever change!
though my love is rare... though my love is true

I'm like a bird
I'l only fly away..
I dont know where my home is... I dont knw where my soul is!

your faith in me, brings me to tears
even after all these years...
and it pains me sooo much to tell.. that u dont know me that well!

its not that I wanna say goodbye, its just that everytime you try to tell me
that you love me..
each and every single day, I know I'm gonna have to eventually... give you away..

and though my love is rare... though my love is true..
hey I'm just scared!! that we may fall through..!

and so..all i need for you to know is that -
I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away
I dont know where my home is... I dont know where my soul is!

Nelly Furtado

Living on the Edge

Every time I had firm land beneath my feet
I wanted to fly
Looking for the horizon I never realized when I got to the edge
MY WORLD IS NOT ROUND!!

I see that I can never go back to the point
Where I started my journey
Full of dreams and innocence
I haven’t seen much yet and have not grown old
Yet my bones creak and my eyelids are heavy with fatigue

I haven’t run out of the energy
But my store of motivation has gone dry
I am at the end of my runway
And I need to take off – coz its now or never
And here I am, hanging on for dear Life!

prynka
Aug 2007