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

Wasted away

When boredom ages my young naïve heart
I look for the sanctuary of your arms
Caught in the quagmire of fleeting delusions
I let go of the unpleasant reality
I lose the clarity of thought and discretion
I question this sudden strife with my own soul
I doubt this earthly stage n my role!
You surely cant be a myth..
(but wasn't it I who said)
You can't point a finger at something u are holding hands with!!

prynka
jun 2006

Myriad mirages

Likened to angels’ radiance or a child’s smile Why does this irresistible innocence conceal your guile? There’s no count of how many wounds you bleed How can you offer to heal my soul? Walk with me for a while You’ll know the joy of going that one extra mile For, when you have nothing to lose The beauty is seen in the path you choose Let there be no vows, no promises And I swear I wont ask for any compromises Far away from all the clamor and fuss For once we’ll listen to the silence between us We’re worlds apart and yet I proffer you solace Let’s not rue over the choices we embraced There’s melody in everything we compose And after this tiring journey it’s time for repose. prynka may 07

Am bad...

I can’t think of a reason to ask you to stay And yes, I have run out of all words that I had to say But if these eyes convey anything to you at all… just look back, for a while Wasn’t impressed by your promises of crossing the oceans or bringing the stars And I knew your mock vows were nothing but farce And still my tears can be dried only by your one bright smile King of hearts, you rule the kingdom of travesty I saw the beauty in your dishonesty And there I was… drawn to the crime Today I stand at the gallows, facing my sentence Knowing that I was brought here only by your trance And now, in gold shackles, I will gladly do my time! prynka apr 07

Somewhere down below

Walking the tight rope between dreams Do I fear the fall? No. it is the walk that scares me more The fall, the terminating end – an eternity in itself Is much comforting and yeah, it’s beckoning me From the dark corners of lost alcoves where shadows stay longer than their bodies Where there is a silent stillness almost as calm as death! And when I am to plummet into the pit less abyss I see your radiant face Redolent with all the memories – I never knew I had Giving me a dilemma, a sense of regret… of losing something, I never dared to call mine! prynka Apr 07

Boulevard of broken dreams

There can be a hundred ways of saying a thing But how loud do you speak to a stone-deaf heart? You may rain cats and dogs or shine the warmth of the sun But what is to melt this diamond jeweled bosom? Silence rings in the depths of my soul Pleasant memories have no meaningful existence anymore When you know that the core has been untruthful How do you trust the crust? Today, everything said and done feels unreal Wish I could get a glimpse of yesterday to steal Why don’t dreams ever dither? Then why in reality is it so bitter? prynka nov 06

Halo Hankers…

Weighing the lackadaisical melody of my eternal companion I decided to one day, gaze instead of listen Disproving to myself something of which I was so certain How long does it really take for reality to overturn? I realized that my Atlantis was lost again And a long buried urge in me suddenly stirred I began to narrate my story, I knew, would all be in vain Unaware that my thoughts were out loud and heard. Striving hard to raise my voice above The tumultuous humdrum of an impending catastrophe – ‘Do you hear me when I speak of God and Love? And when I sit before you, all the time, do you even discern me? There are endless questions hidden beneath this smile Can you hold my hand and assure that you will set me free?’ And after listening for a while Said the voice – what a pleasant dream!! And I was cruelly roused from what I realized was not a reverie. prynka july 07

A Tryst with myself

Lost and restless, one night I sat awake Wondering what gives darkness its color My thoughts clouding, I felt an urge to rake And so I began to ponder In my window I saw a beacon As pretty as a monk, as divine as a God I felt my ego weaken As I gazed at what my imagination had just conjured up * What is love, I asked my angel It’s a bird, always out of reach? He said, with eyes twinkling like a jewel It’s a whim, a mirage to only those who seek! prynka