A magic beyond any defined line,
Greater than the galaxy
Spread across the sky.
Dance, my love, like the moon;
Touche, for our earthly pride!
When you rejoice
I fall into the light,
But right after the beat,
You’ll have me on your sight.
Repetition seems to be our only common Jazz.
Are we still furious at the little slice of our life?
A tear dropped on a key of the piano.
Who knows who’s humming now,
You, me or fools like us staring at the infinite?
Where Are You, Now?
Waiting to see the moon turning blue again
Waiting to pick the flower with the fragrance of moon
Waiting to hear your favourite tune on guitar for the flowery hours
Waiting to fixate my eyes on phone while breaking the guitar
Waiting to go in the rain while dropping tears over the phone
Waiting to live in the moon again after the rain
Where are you, now?
I was little late
For the new chapter to begin,
Page after page, I turned over
But I got nothing;
Many fascinated coincidences
Were lined up in the congested life-lane
But every time it started with her smile
Ended with the twist in the tale;
At that moment, I seemed to be discouraged
With my devastated belief,
Back to back, two cups of cappuccino
And I was the man, ready to ride on wheels;
The chapter is new and fresh
But It needs a little polishing,
For the sake of rising again
I have to caress my music string!
Will You be My Girl?
Tell me you’re worried
And I’ll be there;
Your tension, your hyper behavior
Everything I’ll share;
Broke your guitar string
And I’ll be your tuner;
Your emotion, your trumpet-sense of music
Trust me, I’ll be your player;
The chocolate you gave me once,
I moved here and there like a dancer;
Your smile, your lifecycle stair
I’ll hold those hands forever;
If you left me without giving any reason,
I’ll hold your bag of inexplicable tear;
Your memory, your dream, your wish
I’ll put it all in my heart and be a protector;
Baby, if I kiss your soul
Don’t give those cold stare;
My life is yours
So, don’t roam around, I’ll be a perfect lover!
Bring the Good Old Days
Oh I am sorry!
Did I just open the wrong window?
You see the climate outside is soothing
One should be happy
Coz I didn’t follow tech-shadow;
The keyboard is covered on dust
And the freaking mouse did poop on it
It was long time ago
I maintained a folder with lots of paper
I had written all the chords on it
The memoirs could be shinier
If this photo album would become alive
The experience what I missed till now
Who will return those illustrious days
Oh the connectivity is high but the relationship died!
A Genie in a Bottle
A light musical note of trumpets in the air,
Room was full of silence
With green dim lights on the wall
And Full moon was peeping through darkness.
Paintings were hanging all over, reeling souvenir,
A mewing voice of cat, resentful!
Those curtains were blowing in the breezy wind,
One black diamond was shining at open door, wonderful!
A table was kept in the middle,
Where a glass jar with wooden cap was placed at the center,
One flexible, flying blue body with sadness in his face
was locked inside, oh dear!
He was hitting the bottle wall with his tiny hand,
Poor devil, mourning for his lost power, humming.
Curiously you pulled the cap, freed the blue genie,
Oh look at that, he was full happy and dancing!
He roamed all over the corner
created a magical sparkle clap, cheering!
He came over to you then and asked
Would you like to wish for something?