DREAMS

Oh! Dreams
Why did you blossom in this dried unwanted tree
Where the right to sway in happiness is denied
Where to take the breeze and sing is deprived
Only to crack, like laughter, the ecstasy of sorrow
Is the fate of this lonely tree that’s undead

Oh! Flame
Why did you light this brightest of the candles
For as a butterfly, lured by the light
I’m fluttering towards it to make myself bright
Only, to fall with burning wings,
To leave the shadow of life behind.

Oh! Flower
Why did you adorn this dead garden with your hues
Where only the dried trodden leaves survive
Where you stand alone and spring is yet a dream
Yet waiting for those colourful moments in life
That you know, would never come.
© Achu

WAIT...

The mind flows like the breeze
Between the trees
Seeking a companion in the leaves
That it caresses

But the leaves hush and say no
For you are here now
Gone the next moment only to give us
Longing that breaks the heart

To the bird on the tree the breeze asks,
Hey, bird you fly, I too fly,
Can you come with me?
‘To where’ she asks.

The answer I don’t know
For the breeze is free
The destination is unbeknown
Again a goodbye that breaks the heart

On the breeze goes
To find a leaf cast-away
In its arms the breeze takes the falling leaf
Maybe a little life remains

That’s life where one has to go on with
Full of hopes that’s never done
Full of joy that never comes
Just going on and on and on…
© Achu

DEATH

She has departed
Like a dream that goes in a blink
She came and went
Like a swift blowing wind

Sometimes I used to wonder
Someday will she be mine?
She always used to assure
I’ll be thine, thine, thine!

Is it a selfish thought?
We all are in our little ways
Even You were selfish oh! Lord,
When you wanted her by you

Now, what will make my heart bloom?
What will make my face blush?
Where is the straw to cling to
In the swirl of life?
© Achu

Here I am sitting with my eyes on the wall but seeing nothing. Searching for my dreams which has made me who I am. Without them I am nothing. For dreams have shown me the beauty of life. Have given me a reason to live. Dreams, where wishes and actions merge. Dreams, where body and soul becomes one. Dreams, the life blood of mind. It is those dreams that has made the world what it is today. All the things that surround you, somebody, somewhere had dreamed it. Even nature. He would have dreamed it before he had realised it. Yes, none can escape dreams for, little does one know of his mind. And the search never end. Even when the soul farewells the body. Maybe, it is another eternal dream in an everlasting sleep. You never know.
© Achu

There is someone in the mirror in front of me. Two eyes are glaring at me. Those eyes were dead or rather frozen. But nothing can be more deceptive than the obvious. So I looked deep into those eyes. As I was wandering in there I could see it speaking. Speaking the language of silence. Powerful as the silence was, was the questions it raised. Who are you? Where do you come from? I am Achu. Who is Achu? I am. And I come from the place where every body come from. From the womb of a mother. And I have treaded the same path as every body else to arrive. Then how come you are not like me? Shadows can never claim the beauty of its image.
© Achu