Para Bellum

As shadows streak past the weary eye,
Thunders of war tear through the sky,
Belligerent clouds paint a crimson war,
As battle-forces gather from skies afar.

Cries of a skirmish,often are heard,
Voices scream,as war powers gird,
Hands,outreached from the fires of hades,
Souls devoured at the netherworld gates.

Innocent souls burn,as vulpines sneer,
The skies reek with multitudes of fear,
No silver contours for miles have been,
As wars distend to regions unseen.

Will hope,will joy,ever return?
Will a break ensue,in this cycle of burn?
As bleak eyes devoid of hope,appeal,
Fate is ruled with blood and a seal.



P.S: This is a tribute to the blasts at Mumbai. India's not shining,it's burning. The next city could be ours... Awake,India,Awake... If others are sealing our fates with guns and blood,what is the purpose of education and industry?? Crush those bugs like the scum that they are,root them out..!!


The title of this post is derived from the Latin phrase "si vis pacem, para bellum" which means

‘If you want peace, prepare for war!’

When Heroes Fall..

A silent storm gathers rage,
A volcano dormant,leaves restraint behind,
A new chapter begins,another new page,
A fire unborn in the recesses of the mind.

Pain loiters, and lingers for long,
That which was hidden is no longer so,
A distant voice,a blood curdling song,
Sang ballads of heroes not long ago.

Of valor,of brilliance,of battles well fought,
Of kingdoms besieged and fame bestowed,
No more battles ensue,with lessons well taught,
And men in their rightful places restored.

Clouds overcast,spread a pall of gloom,
In this hallowed land where heroes once rose,
Where brave thrive on battle,and in glory,bloom,
Are now plain names in an indignant prose.

Fame blows over,glory stands on,
In battle-storms that rip kingdoms apart,
When all else is vain,and all else is gone,
What makes a real hero is what flows in his heart.

"Heroes rise and heroes fall,
Rise again and win it all."

Lone liberty

Freedom rings,in the midst of my fall,
Lone at last,but unknown to all.
Fortitude that bides by the company of time,
Deserters all,in this world of mine.

A tear was once wept,starry eyes bled,
And innocent hearts turned crimson from red.
A hand did gently dry those welled eyes,
A ear did intently ear out those cries.

And in moments bleak,when nothing seemed right,
Words trickled fun into hours of the night.
Tis pain that befalls the soul who did good,
Tis pain that reigns as in hell it should.

Devoid of help and none to call,
Alone he braves this despondent fall.
And like hope that each new suffering will bring,
Alone,and hence,now the freedom bells ring.

Annointed by fire...

A traveler am I, with miles behind,
I pause,I watch my life rewind...
The swaying silhouettes put me at rest,
As mental tides find a newer crest...

Flashes of lightning liken a glimmer of hope,
As these clouds are drawn by an unseen rope...
A drop here,a drop there- and soon I'm drenched
In this august rain,and my thirst unquenched...

A thirst for knowledge-of the path I must tread,
Of unknown fate,and roads that I dread...
And as I seek refuge from this glistening visitor,
A kiss of droplets land with passionate fervour...

It seems routine now,that rain brings me peace,
And hope as lightning,to many does appease...
I fear not the untrod paths any more,
No trauma,no pain, no bodily sore...

This revered rain cleanses me whole,
Yet sets me on fire--body mind and soul...
A bath in fire, may it never be doused,
For it burns down the thickets where old memories are housed...

A new life,a new birth--from this one I depart,
I arise yet again-- and a new journey to start....

Blue Jay Rapper...

A silent storm takes over the night,
Hell yeah...You gotta be screaming in fright,
Cause this guy makes even bad look good,
Cold dark fire-starter under the hood...

He aint got a bother when he's havin' fun,
But when he works,you'd betcha-Home run!,
Count all your blessings,while in time you may,
Cause when he comes hunting,you aint got time to pray...

When he walks the road,fear rules supreme,
While you dream a livin, he's livin a dream,
Don't mess with the Napster,he'll put you to sleep,
With a sniper in his hand and your head burrowed deep...

In time his network will be complete,
And this whole world be kissin' his feet!


NOTE:: This special exception to the usual writing is dedicated to my good friend Ravi who celebrated his 21st birthday today... Happy birthday bro...

Exalting love...

A storm rages inside my soul,
A fire that burns me and consumes me whole,
And then it happened-I was set free,
And a sudden calm is brought over me...

I stand and look for the miracle that made this real,
This moment,this life,suddenly so surreal,
A face in all this turmoil,resplendent, I see,
That only whispers my name,yet calls out to me...

A sea of calm,and a wave of emotions,
Breaks forth all my prior notions,
I'd seen beauty that had caused many a rue,
But she is like no other--pristine and true...

A smile that can melt hearts of stone,
And warm up a person,flesh to bone,
A vision is she,undoubtedly rare,
Free in spirit,free from care...

Just her glimpse makes my day complete,
And the sound of her voice is an added treat,
Like all visions that can only be felt at heart,
It seems fate that we'll always be apart...