What can you tell that a blank piece of paper cannot. The life of a tree which you cut to bear the burden of your ink. Is it worth the price?
I’m paying my price in bits.
I’m starting this blog as a thankful act for being born, that too as a conscious being. And having received from those around me and those who have passed on.
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A lone traveler walked
An arid waste land of runes made the sand
And he walked some more
The ocean was dead, the stench filled the air even now
The silence was eerie, but you could hear their cry in the echos
And he walked some more
The mountains were still steep, at the top though there was nothing
A blood curdling scream escaped him
No one heard
And he walked some more
In a thin glimmer of hope he saw a seed
With tears, sweat and blood he cared for it
Spoke to it, laughed with it, cried with it
Alas, the seed wasn’t to bloom
The seed too had died
And he walked some more.
-DVS
Aaj ye nazre tere sote huye badan ko dekh ke
Choomna chahe un hawaon ko jo teri saans bane
Zulfen chuphaye tera rokh
Palak chuphaye teri aankhaiyn
Chupi nahi par teri muskaan
Chupi nahi par teri ruh
Ye inteha khamoshi ki, be inteha na rahe
Ye andhera ye sannata bas thoda aur rahe
-DVS
If there was a candle that could hold to your flame,
My cipher wings would carry six men
By the touch of a dewdrop on a bud
A garden in Babylon would rise
But we’ve been there, done that already haven’t we?
My power to control the weak,
My wrath to decimate my foes
Enough blood spilt to put Nile to shame
Is this the answer I was looking for?
Show me an answer, where I am no longer from the abyss that once bore me.
I watch the blades turn
Caked in blood and tears
While you lie next to me
All cold and blue
I knew then, when your dad cried
I knew then, when they said you’re gone
I knew then, when everyone grew worried
I knew then, when you no longer moved
I was just minding my usual day
Eating well, sleeping well, not a pint of wine.
It was that kick that felt so different
I knew then, it was your last
Maybe it wasn’t the right diet
Maybe it was too cramped
Maybe it was that fight with my husband
Maybe it was the boss’ evil eye
What now of your proofed room?
What I wouldn’t give to hear you cry
You didn’t even open your eyes
All you left is this blue shell behind
-DVS
There’s a breath carried in the wind
A soft one, gently caressing the leaves,
It’s a lovers breath, that lingers on the skin
It’s passion grown only in whispers
It’s a breath just like mine
Which took eons to shape
It’s a breath just like hers
Wafting over the oceans waves
It’s the breath we share as one
For now and forever more
-DVS
Give up, for I have lost, in your arms
The clouds cover the sky, there’s not a glimmer of hope
I lay on your lap my sweet death, there’s not much to say
You have my heart, you have my bones, what will you do now?
-DVS
What to choose and how to strike
I just wish your sweet demise
In the pool of your blood
Vermin crawl for a meal
It took time to craft your stare
I must say those eyes are rare
What now, as you crumble to dust
Drifting onward with the boatsman’s help
Take it all what you brought this world
Go beyond even the darkest hell
We once knew of pleasant times
And we dare not to once more
-DVS
I see you fly in true blue sky,
with wings you weren’t born with.
You aren’t the angel, the one that fell,
you are the one unborn.
I see you soar, with my hope,
for you are the guiding light.
Have mercy, on us poor souls,
for we are your children who cry.
Take us back, back to our home
where we all once sat and dined.
-DVS
P.S. Dedicated to Dodo
Aaj na koi maksad se
Jhuke hum tumhari nazron pe
Ye inteha barsaat ke badalon jaisi
Ruk na paaye bheegone se
Tere badan pe chand ki roshni
Hatey na meri aankhon se
Hawas na dheemi mere tan mein
Phir kyu raat guzaare akelepan me
Kyu bardaasht na hota tera ghum
Dekh na saku teri aankhein num
Maangoon na main khuda se jo meri virasat
Maangoon main bas teri hayaat
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