The Lost Gods

He looked upon the farthest shore
Into the deepest abyss he gazed
For a glimpse of the gods of lore
A chance to view, to stand amazed

He had searched far and wide
All his senses sharp, on the lookout
Never had he chosen either side
With a pure heart, he always sought

To refute or prove, once, for all
With unbiased and clear a mind
Faced he, many a stumble and fall
Undaunted, he sought their kind

On a lonely moonlight silver plain
He saw a speck of red, so far away
Over earth, which never felt any rain
Bright flash on dark sky, it simply lay

Miles beyond count, a weary path
The earth rumbled, sky thundered
Impending doom, nature’s wrath
Hidden chasms to trap, he floundered

At the very end, an empty campfire
Neither mortal or Immortal, saw he
A blink of an eye, hope turned to ire
A gleam, a glitter, on the ground, a key

Unadorned and unmarked it was, drab
Lying atop a plain wooden cabinet
Picked it up did he, with quick a grab
No fireworks lit or blaring trumpet

Using the key, the box lay wide open
An old and cracked mirror lay inside
He felt his anger grow, swell and ripen
All his hopes, dreams rudely dashed aside

His mind clouded over, he screamed
Shouts reverberated with malice
Tears welled in his eyes, he cried
Turned to the mirror, seeking solace

The mirror reflected his face, weary
Beaten and bruised, scarred all over
It broke into a smile, so small and sly
After all this, his search was finally over

He had found his God, lying inside
His God had been waiting, seeking him
His problems could be solved, Beside
The light that wasn’t, was now not so dim

He walked back home, upright
His God walked with him, in him
Everything wrong, was made right
The light would, now, never get dim

On and on...

The Road stretches on forever
Through starlight and sunshine,
Paved of gold by a true believer
Always with a twist, never in a line.

A form walks the path, so lone
A light shines from within, so bright,
Nothing but flesh wrapped over bone
A million amongst the living in sight.

She walks alone, a bitter and saddened soul
Trapped within her, soundless screams.
An actor on the stage, without a role
She roams in her sleep, searching for dreams.

Behind her he walks, so near yet so far,
Collecting all the blood that was spilled
He walks on ahead, so near yet so far,
Removing all the hurdles that would’ve killed.

Her creased heart, burdened with worries,
He breaks and builds it back again.
Encompassing her mind by his memories,
Filled with many a loss, and but a few gain.

Her pretty eyes, blinded by light unearthly.
He becomes darkness epitomized,
To draw it unto himself, completely,
And die a thousand deaths, immortalized.

The stars shatter in the sky as she walks,
He fractures to spread the light within.
All life dries and wither away as she talks,
He bleeds to spread the life within.

She looks to the heavens for prayers.
All she sees are comets that crash and burn,
On herself they form gaping craters,
And still she hopes, never to learn.

He tries to catch the stars as they fall,
Sacrifice all that he has, and all that he is,
An act of defiance so grand, so small,
To save all that she was, and all that she is.

The distance between them too great,
Oceans of sorrow and joy in between.
Ever to blame, the cruel mistress Fate,
And their guardian angels, none too keen.

Years apart and years together they spent,
Always aware of each other, but never knowing.
Tried to cheat, old Father Time, wrinkled and bent,
Like two streams, in different directions, always flowing.

Their hearts reach out in search of one other,
Their thoughts, faster than light can ever travel.
Stronger than diamonds, a bond unlike another,
And yet so fragile, as a spiders web, unravel.

All the dust that had risen, settles down,
The flame left the ground scarred, scorched,
Nothing but a hazy grey and a dull brown.
They wander aimlessly, starved, parched,

Lost behind the mask of a smiling clown,
With all their emotions wrung high and dry,
With neither an evil smile nor a caring frown.
They plod on and on, apart till they die,

Their dying breath, their beating hearts, slowing
Between all the crying, a new ending.
Their thoughts and their dreams, ever shrinking,
Between all the kissing, an old beginning.

Forever in life divided, yet in death united.
Eyes closed, they go forth, hand in hand.
Up above, lightening flashed, thunder rolled,
Green and bright with Life, now the land,

The flowers bloom away, pretty and colourful,
The winds pick up, and fragrance lives on,
Nature reclaims what was its, so wonderful
The Circle continues, and Life goes on and on….

Fly Birdie Fly...far away into the Sky....

Lift up your head,
and look at the sky.
Let your wings spread
soar up and fly!!!

Use your wings,
clipped as they are.
Forget all your past flings
and run away far.

Forget all the stones
that others threw.
Forget the wear in your bones
and look to the ones that flew.

Forget the poison that people spoke,
forget the pain that you endured,
forget the mad rush of your flock,
and forget about the ones that fled.

Broken and bruised your heart may be,
but never let go off the hope in it.
Confused and tired your mind may be,
but never let go off the passion in it.

Though gloomy may be the sky,
and far may be the distance,
shed a tear, but never cry,
go on without a backward glance.

Never turn your head and look back,
never let doubts be born
never slow your wings and slack,
for the flight must go on....


my last poem from NIT DGP....one of hope i believe....albeit a gloomy one!!!

The Sem....before I Leave....

Its nearly 3 in the morning, and sleep seems to elude me....soon the sun will dawn on the last day of my stay in Durgapur, in a long while....symbolic, for the fat that I will have finished half my college life...and I see and say so many Good-byes, I can't but help think back on the past few months...from the time I left my home, to come back to college.....
It all began with another 9 pointer (something which I did not believe I deserved, then....and which I still don't think I deserve!!!)....and then the last minute rush to decide on the electives. The sem began with classes, as usual, being the bare minimum they could be, without the college actually shutting down!!!!
January: A month of lethargy, with the SF @ IIT KGP towards the end providing an awesome experience!!!!...Felt for the first time, how big a college fest could be!!! Had an awesome time there...bunking over in my cousin's room....the late night escapades, the hauntings, the walks!!!! Will definitely go back next time around :)
February: The Month of the Fests; a college fest nearly every week...enjoyed Mukti-esp the gaming and the laser show...enjoyed Motor Z for the H.A.W.X matches!!!...enjoyed aarohna; for all the prize money we won!!! But most of all, enjoyed the night-outs @ the Printers for Deja Vu!!! especially when there were 3 or more people in the cramped space.
March: Academics??!!!...finally someone got around to taking some classes, and I started attending them ( by then it had been too late for my internals, but I didnt know that then!)...and then came the auditions!!!!...and was that another completely new experience...actually deciding on who would make the cut, and who wouldn't....working out the group dynamics...sorting out the forms....everyhting about it was great. And of course, there was Recs...went for only Breathe, and loved it!!!
April: The Month of Revival; the last month, the month where I worked like never before, rushing headlong into everything...it was as if I had a death-wish!!! But then, the end result was worth it!!!...especially all the praises :P. And then came the treats, the farewells, the good-byes ( still going on...one last round left)...
And some where in between it all came the RP, the freshers, Holi, the class tests, the Sem Exams, the assignments, the gaming nights, the treats, the dutches...and a whole lot of other stuff...a whirlwind of experiences, moments, tastes, falls, emotions!!!!
I learnt a lot of stuff this sem....starting off with how to gain other's trust, how to open up and more importantly, how to trust in others....made a lot of new friends, strenghtened old 'ships', saw some 'ships' take sail in new directions, saw some 'ships' sink...and some arise...and of course...the parting of the ways, the final adieus....the tears that never fell...the words that were never said.....

Ascension!!!

One morning, I wake up to find,
the first sight that meets my eyes,
You have all left us behind.
Without tears or good-byes.

In our minds we see,
the ways we have traversed.
The shadows remind us,
of the obstacles we have crossed.

A breeze soothes me,
and on the breeze we hear,
before it fades and flee,
Voices past, in our blind ear.

And with sadness, we gaze upon
the road you have taken,
and it seems you have moved on,
and left us, forsaken.

But the memories still live,
of all the good times.
And my mind I sift and sieve,
to find shining dimes.

You inspired us,
to smile without end,
to work without fuss,
and to never bend.

You made us believe,
that we could be better,
we could create and concieve,
and effect things of matter.

We will never forget,
all the memories we made,
and as the days set,
A longing that will never fade

It stirs our hearts,
hurts like broken shards,
sticks like darts,
and fall like a pack of cards.

And this is adieu,
leaving a part of our minds,
a landscape without a view,
but with stronger bonds that bind.

rEcs-tended!!

Aaahhh!, Its that time of the year again...the last and perhaps the most eagerly awaited fest of our college comes to an end as i write...and it seems like i'm the last guy left in my hostel...though there might be a few fellow stragglers.
Well, to be fairly honest...Recs this time around wasn't that much of an enjoyable experience as the last one was...maybe that's because of the fact that my ragging days were over and everything in the Whole Wide World (WWW; sounds familiar, eh?!) was fresh and new...every moment was something to revel in....
Though, you have to hand it to the Recs committe members...they did bring in a lot of starpower this time around (irrespective of any cookies that they managed to sneak out)...and they also went the way that a proper fest should by having events.
But then, the blatant lack of proper management and the horror of classes during the fest really damnpened the spirit of the whole fest for me...seriously, what was the point of having the fest on a monday and a tuesday without holidays??!!!
And before I conclude, a word of gratitude for Breathe-The Pink Floyd Cover Band....they got me listening to something I hadn't for nearly 2 years :)

The One.....

Everything needs to have a beginning, and so must my Blog....and since we all began with fairy tales, here's one for the records (of course any intepretation you make out of it is completely upto you)

The Snail and it's Shell-an original by yours truly

Once upon a time, in ages past, when the world was still young and new, and everything was bright and blue, there existed the snail. Now in those days the snail had no shell...it was born into a carefree world and hence needed no protection.
But as the years went by, things changed. The snail, because of it's speed, could never be part of any other group...it was an outcast hwerever it went. So, it decided to run, to hide from the world which was so cruel to it...and thus it was that it found a shell...and retreated deep inside it.
Ages went by, and the snail forgot about the outside world...it could remember neither the blue sky, nor the green grass...but then one fine day something happened...it's shell cracked open a bit...a Circlular hole to peep through...and the light enamoured the snail, seducing it with all it's promises of freedom.
So, the snail left it's shell...and crawled out into the open world...so wide and free...but, though things had changed, some remained the same...and the snail was still an outcast...and an even stranger one, coz the world hadn't seen it for ages...and the ridicules were harsher...and the smiling 'friends' had sharper knives...beaten and wounded. the snail ran back to it's shell...only to find that the shell was dark and foreboding too...but then the snail thought:
"Atleast in here, there is none to mock me, to deride all that I am, to trap me with words of honey and then stab me in the back...atleast in this Solitude I am Safe from the evils of the world..."
and so it remains inside it's shell to this day. Ocassionally, it wishes to glimpse the outside world...and then it peeps out, but it has learned it's lesson...it will never leave it's shell ever again.

THE END