Maybe when I was young...
I should have shone like a sun.
But now that world spun like a top,
on and on and on-
may be I missed my chance.
I came helpless, a weirdo, a madcap, a psycho...
But never a crazy diamond.

Rather than a quest for material comfort,
I found a see-saw dear...
For as life turned topsy...and went turvy...
dust covered the glaze-
That might have blinded .

But all is lost in speculations...
Fields of maybe and if what.
Codswallop and blistering barnacles!
Messed up- thats the word.

Sunset By The Sea

Red...and Blue....
and who knows what...they will do to me too...
Now...that by the sea...
red and blue...will mix again...in the horizon...
For all that i knew..and couldnot explain
A feeling so strong that the waves would refrain
breaking! and rolling!
Against the rocks...crashing me out from a trance
Red and Blue Oh! fused..but they glow...
embers as the ink seeps by...

Click! ...and Click!
Goes the sound...
Who knows when...i would catch it again...
timed...and when...the waves they rise...camera catches it again...
sweeping away...the sand from the lens...
the eyes they bleed again...
red and blue...
piercing me through...reliving when the heart was cut...

And now!...by the sea...
no red and blue ...for company...
in a tranced eye...
i saw the coastline...
home ..to the jagged souls...
the suns sets...the red goes blue..the ink seeps through...
walking away...but...
cluched to my lens...i hold reds and blues...