Crossroads

Stuck in the moment, confused which of the paths to choose?
Unaware of the past ahead, what else is there to lose?
Strings once hoped to be closely held, are all out on the loose
Tomorrow turns into Yesterday, going along tightening the noose

What has become of this existence? is it still beautiful and fair?
Wandering along the endless mental lanes, finding no peaceful lair
This burden borne by the shoulders, a torture or is it a dare?
Wondering where it all went wrong, stranded in the middle of nowhere

Relationships built, hearts nurtured, fortresses of care strengthened
Blood, sweat and tears fueled all these efforts… will it all go for dead?
Demons of the past have clutched the weary soul, from moving ahead
Is there any valor or vigor left… after the wounds and the battles led?

Look around and find no allies; Trust seems to be getting overrated
Futures built in the past, away from which life gets totally deviated
Every step is filled with suspicion, unaware of the next trying to delude
What’s on the mind and heart, all remain mysteriously misconstrued

Seeing all the short-lived peace, the sense of the arriving storm rises
Fear starts to grip, thinking what lays ahead, the unwanted surprises
No turning back, face the wrath, Tips n Tricks aren’t in any text
One way or the other, got to move ahead, this crossroad to the next

The Johny
10 July 2007

Cupid Conspiracy

This is one poem, I attest that "It is Incompletely Complete and Completely Incomplete"

There it goes again, shooting arrows into beings unknown
With what just struck, mesmerized remain the souls in town
The perplexed Minds start to wonder, questioning the cause
Is it part of some Mystical Destiny or just remorse?

Cupids, in all their grandeur, wonder how they do it all
Whether they go about, differentiating the similarities found
Or just give the existing differences, a matching call
One may never know, maybe it’s both or the other way round

When the arrow pierces, the cherubic feeling spreads its wings
No amount of preparation is adequate for the pain and the joy it brings
Springs up within, a fear of never knowing till when it might last
Fight it or Leave it all, decide on the part to be played in cupid’s cast

Enigma engulfs the senses in ecstasy as an upshot of cupid’s dart
The path might never be as glib as it appeared at the consented start
Steps taken forward and apprehensions about the intricacy arise
Amidst all the phobias, does the force exist, to face any surprise?

The feeling, it can be joy on the outside, but pain concealed inside
Or on the face, the tears & smiles at the same instant, try and confide
Inspiring to know, it can breakdown and rule any obdurate pride
Begin believing in principles and beliefs, earlier personally defied

Times roll on getting weird by the minute, things don’t seem to be sane
Emotions get mixed up… Pain feels like joy and joy, some kind of pain
Even if in a place like paradise, keep staring out of the windowpane
Feel warm in the rain and lonely in a crowd, it’s never easy to explain

Strange senses awaken; start to hear words spoken through silence
Everything seems different… it’s all part of the experience
Can one live without it or is it worth to die for, which of it is true?
Million dollar questions, each being has to answer, when time is due

The Unfortunate truth remains… no one can clap with just one hand
Unknown past or known futures… just turn the hourglass of sand
Confronting challenges with a hope of the blissful peace and intimacy
Whatever said and done, play well thy role… in The Cupid Conspiracy

The Johny
11 July 2007

In the Middle of Nowhere

In the middle of nowhere, existence is all alone
Feel the pain of all the spears being thrown
Puzzled are the ways, reality seems to have outgrown
In all this fictitious tranquility, still hear the tormenting drone

Look on one side, deluded and pierce from the other
The wrath of a Fortune gonna spare neither
No father nor mother neither sister nor brother
Stand forlorn, only to face the brunt of the weather

The choice, either to confront or bow down to its might
Decision to be which side, the wrong or the right
The intuition of a withering coward or a blooming knight
Stuck in the moment, perplexed by the ongoing fight

Build something, with blood, sweat and tear
Creeps up from within, the thought of losing it, an everlasting fear
Foreclosure of a dream, giving up on someone dear
In the middle of nowhere, nothing ever seems to be clear

The Johny
22 Dec 2006

An Ambush from within

Its all in there, quite deep inside, a soul put in irons

Endurance, being an instinct, the fire still burns
Unpredictable is life, with all its misleading turns
Not a soul does care, about what the heart yearns

Walking on a path, unknown is its existence
Never was an option, now find peace only in offense
Helping hands, only memories remain, just their essence
Foes disguised as Comrades, at a life’s expense

Leave something or someone to gain another, in true deceptions
The one left behind, is let to perish, with everlasting incisions
No hints, no clues, no reasons explained for the conclusions
Bonds broken, words spoken and backs stabbed, all facts not fictions

Depends on points of view, differences in perception, never clear
Camaraderie, in all its glory, may just be an empty demented sphere
Death is one’s problem and another’s solution, as it may appear
Just an ambush from within, being fueled by the tears and the fear

The Johny
17 Jan 2007

The Shadow of Darkness

In the Shadow of Darkness, you seem to have submitted, with no fight

Even with brightness all around, you are in the middle of a night
Look beside you, there’s the hand that’s ever willing to bring the light
Why the hesitation? Why do you refrain when you know that it’s right?

There’s this strange feeling that creeps up from inside of you
You did all the things you were told to do but not what you wanted to
You betrayed your own trust for something false, with no clue
Why did you succumb to other’s desires and bid your good, adieu?

The angel within, you’ve caged it inside, chained by fallacious fear
The reason for doing this, you never seem to let it out clear
It’s never easy to see you this way; it always brings down the tear
Why did you give in to them and move away from your near and dear?

It’s within you, always was, the valor to fight the demons of obscurity
You have done it before, prove yourself, and face it in all dignity
Overcome the Shadows of darkness, it is your soul’s dire necessity
Waiting to hear your voice in triumph and see you smile in ecstasy

The Johny
11 June 2007

Game of the Tear

There it goes, a stream of tears, flowing down your cheek

Sources unknown or you keep them hidden, discrete reasons you seek
Crushing your heart & mind, it makes the future seem so bleak
Wonder how far this can go on, with all hopes becoming weak

A moment of oblivion you went into and now you are paying for it
It doesn’t matter whether you went for it or were forced into the skit
Fair or unfair, you are unable to decide and nothing seems to fit
You begin to speculate, why this piece of life had to be knit

Every tear is precious; each one, which flows has a value that you owe
It waters your life, supports the way that you chose to grow
Play it fair, coz you don’t know what challenges life might throw
A lot of questions to be asked, for which answers you must show

With what has been done, are you the hunted or were you the hunter?
Afraid to lose what you never had… is that a rightful fear?
Is there a rightful explanation, which could make it all clear?
Play it right or don’t play at all… it’s the Game of the Tear!!!

The Johny
28 May 2007

The Bundle of JOY

A bundle of Joy is she… an endless chest of delight
Just a glance of her, can push gloom out of sight
With her by the side, one can endure the stormiest of night
When she appears, the milieu seems to appear bright

The innocence of a kid flows through her soul and her mind
A walk with her… and sorrows will for sure, fall behind
She’s inimitable and in her peace… any turmoil will unwind
A heart filled with care, she’s the best, no one else can one find

Emanating a sparkle, as fresh as the morning dew
Serenity springs from within her, as calm as the sky, so blue
Every moment spent with her, seems something new
At times, one would just wonder, how time just flew

Shall ever be an aficionado, of the beauty and divinity, within her
To see her smiling and joyous, for perpetuity, shall pray and prefer
Words shall always remain inadequate, to describe the best about her
In all honesty, the bundle of JOY she truly is and will be… forever

The Johny
13 Feb 2007