Monday, January 4, 2010




They have seen me in myriad moods,
From himalayas, to the lonely routes...
From the roads to nowhere,
To the destinations, I was always there...
In the roar of harsh rains,
I reached home without any pain...
In the days of my boy-lore,
When the adrenaline rushed from the core...
In those speed battles with my friends,
Or those wheelies and other trends...
Those wheels have been there,
For the lifetime I spared...
When those near to heart betrayed,
Lone roads and long rides were my trade...
Thanks for the times and rides,
Time to sail for another million tides...

Saturday, January 2, 2010



On a lone wild road I am,

On a submerged, trembling shore I am...

In bits n pieces with almighty's grace I am,

Sins for charity is the work I am...

A fading rainbow on the zenith I am,

A wounded soldier in the war I am...

A tale of an incomplete quest I am,

A voice of words never heard I am...