Stray Birds

What can I do When my muse be away From  me a-shy, Just like the old lady in the moon Hidin ' behind, a Thousand dark clouds On a stormy night. I shudder, I tremble, I shiver when I see the storm a-come Hear the thunder a-roar For no shoulder is left for me, no  Shoulder more, to rest My weary head on. O Dark Ones, I pray You, who are a- marchin ' Are a- howlin ', and a-blowin' Across all lands, Rivers and sea! You, whose dark eyes Clearly see, All that is vanity. If, in some faraway land, My Mary you  sight , Like a  honeybee Lost at the hour of dusk Away from her  lov'd  ones Forlorn and sad Even in the freedom Of the vast forest filled with Infinite flowers. Would you not be so Kind, I pray To take my message across And say She is equally being miss'd At home. But, if you  sight  my Mary A-bloom  like a flower of Marigold At the break of dawn Mist on...

Dear Stuti, I am substituting this little verse for the traditional "Happy birthday to you, enjoy your day" post on your wall, a 140-character tweet or a forwarded text message. I know it's a little unconventional way to wish someone "happy birthday", but here it goes. Hope you like it. ---- It was the seventh day of the month sixth. A hushed cry echoed through the busy corridors. It drowned in the metal clicks, hurried footsteps, the squalls and hollers. Amid all these she was born. Much like a little angel in the face of the earth. It was a happy day. Days passed. The cries grew louder and clearer. Soon weeks, months and years passed. The cries transformed into a smile. Myriad colors sparkled in her eyes. They spoke of dreams. It was a beautiful smile. The early years. Blossom, wind, rains and heat witnessed her. With the winds, she ran freely. She played hard, sang kicked, cried, scratched and laughed. She threw pebbles in fre...

Been there, seen it Your smile your pet mouse Both inside your wooden house Upon the mountain inside the stone But your mouse is dead your smile stolen Your furniture broken your cousin grown fat Bet your insurance company Didn’t know anything about that I still remember our first kiss Going to the movies, flying the red kites The trip to Albino, our first few fights Shades of gray lingering between All the blacks and the whites Happy times, sad days, desperate nights But when I needed your love the most Your condolences, your advice You were never there No one to hear my cries For you were dancing in the distance With the tall guys Never thought you will leave someday Was it so easy to betray When I was exhausted you threw me away Just like an empty bottle of spray Sometimes, in my dreams, can sense you Hear your footsteps, can hear their distant sound My fears shake me up, from dreams they wake me up And there is nothing but emptiness to be found To...