Musical Xanadu

away

2011-08-27T21:30:00.000-07:00

Its a lovely sunny day
The weather is cheerful, bright and gay
Flowers prancing in the breeze
Birds chirping in the trees

But my heart is without rest
Like a bird away from its nest.
Back home i long to fly,
Counting days as they go by.

Still it is a lovely sunny day
The canvas of nature is vivid and gay
The gloom of a single heart
Cannot tear it apart.

The Candle

2008-04-12T09:55:00.000-07:00

When the big black demon of darkness
shrouds the entire land,
Light hides somewhere for fear
and to darkness there's no end.

Its tiny flickering light,
Like a lone brave warrior
stands undaunted, unmoved,
trying to overcome the dark barrier.

It is like a ray of hope
in the deep darkness of gloom,
When the biting cold stings,
and there's no flower to bloom.

The glow of its tiny flame,
is a symbol of utmost will,
So fragile as a blade of grass,
yet so mighty like a hill.

Sunset

2008-04-12T09:46:00.000-07:00

After a long burning day,

The sun is set to rest

To prepare for another battle

A new day, a new test.

The last arrow in his quiver is gone,

Darkness has overcome

The battlefield is bloody

The lone warrior tired and torn.

Birds are returning to their nest,

Singing shrill and loud,

The shy moon is over the horizon,

Veiled in a crimson cloud.

The Moon

2008-04-12T09:44:00.001-07:00

Beautiful and enchanting, the queen of night

Strolls across the sky,

Sometimes hiding behind the clouds,

Like a maiden shy.

On a clear cloudless night,

Like a lady brimming with pride.

Seated on the chariot of wind,

She enjoys a stately ride.

She is milk-white, round as the sun,

And cold as ice.

The most beautiful of God’s creations,

She is a masterpiece.

Anger

2008-03-23T15:36:00.000-07:00

Anger thy art a poisonous arrow,

Thou bringeth only misery and sorrow.

Thou art a leech that sucks

All sense and reason,

Thou harmeth him who nurtures thee,

I charge thee with treason.

Thou art clever in warfare,

Men to defeat thou are rare.

On Leaving School

2008-03-23T15:32:00.000-07:00

(written on my last day in school)

Thirteen years I never knew

How fast they passed.

It seems yesterday was my first at school,

And today is my last.

Can I ever forget,

The love of my teachers?

They made me grow in knowledge,

Richer and richer.

Can I forget my friends

Who shared all my griefs and joys?

With whom I played and laughed in glee,

And was punished for making noise.

All good things must come to an end,

And so has my school-life,

Looking back I find it was

Of the most wonderful type.

Friendship

2008-01-17T06:41:00.000-08:00

Once I fought with my friend

Over a trifle cause,

Soon I felt uneasy and thought

How foolish I was.

I went to him the next day

and said, “sorry”.

He said he has forgotten all

And I need not worry.

I realized, friends are many

But good ones are few,

We were one again

And then I knew-

Bonds of friendship,

Of heart and emotion,

They may be strained

But are never broken.

If I Were A Tree

2008-01-15T20:10:00.000-08:00

If I were a tree in the deep dark woods

I could clearly hear,

The sweet songs of birds perched on me

Free from the hunter’s fear.

Then I could enjoy the sweet fragrance

Of flowers that would bloom on me.

\I could listen to the music of rustling boughs

When wind rushes past me.

I could then feel the chill of winter

And the hot summer sun.

I could enjoy the cool moonlight,

When the scorching sun is gone.

The shiny dew drops on my green leaves

Would sparkle in the light.

Colourful butterflies on my sweet flowers,

Would make me beautiful and bright.

Ode To White

2008-01-14T03:23:00.001-08:00

Purity thou symbolize,

Tranquility is thy name.

Thou art sublime, abstract,

And radiant as a flame.

All the colours of the arc

Are dissolved in thy being,

Thou art pious, divine,

Of the colours, thou art king.

Gentle,calm and cool thou art,

To thy virtues there’s no end.

Those who call thee dull and drab,

To them my eyes I will lend.

Dream Girl

2008-01-12T00:57:00.000-08:00

When oft upon my cot I lie,

Her face flashes in my mind’s eye.

Those azure eyes full of love,

Those rosy cheeks, that smile of Jove.

Darker than night, her long black hair,

Her face gleaming like a flare.

Those lips are like petals of rose,

How elegant is her slender nose.

A fairy she is, on my word I swear,

A budding rose she seems in her white attire.

That graceful walk, that lovely look,

A girl with a heart clear as a brook.

Flowers blooms at her pleasant smile,

To hear her voice, cuckoos stop a while.

Her beauty puts the moon to shame,

So cute, so delicate a dame.

That beauty so divine,

Oh! I wish she were mine.

Be A Man

2008-01-12T00:37:00.000-08:00

(Inspired by Rudyard Kipling’s “IF”)

In the lonesome journey of life,

Smile at every passerby.

Let them drop a tear for you,

In your cold tomb when you lie.

Let your life be an endless ocean,

Not a narrow stream.

Ever accepting, never refusing,

Never filled upto the brim.

Pleasure and pain are a moment’s guest,

And never to be trusted.

Trust your hands and your brains,

Let them never be rusted.

Be not a palm, but a banyan,

Let the world rest in your shade.

Learn to walk with the crowd,

Never behind, never ahead.

A man of actions and not of words,

Walks away with the show.

Never shun work, never be dull,

To adventure, never say no.

One who is loving and caring

Is really the gem of men,

In the tough test of life,

He gets ten out of ten.