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Words Unheard......

Feelings that no one could ever know. Words that I could never say. Words that along their journey... Got lost along the way...

The Smoketrail

Saturday, September 11, 2021

 

How many a sand grain
Has fallen through the hour glass
I cannot count

The porch has waited long
But your company
Was never found

Empty memories lying around
like the autumn leaves
A cold heart in waiting 
quietly grieves.

The rustle becomes music to the ears
As eyes gaze into the distance
To catch even a shadow 
To see you if only once.

Gazing up I see the clouds 
Not one has rained you to me
But I hope,
Because even a parched desert
sometimes an oasis see

So make haste and dont be far
O my friend come nigh
Set out on a jet plane 
Leave me a smoke trail in the sky.

Posted by pj at 11:59 AM 0 rhymes  

Dust in the wind...

Monday, January 13, 2014

When you breathe your last
where will  you carry your accolades?
When the world is in tatters
will you carry them to heaven or to hades?

Riches earned for your glory,
A hundred medals on the pedestal
Do they console you
every time you fell?

You run incessantly
Trying to keep up in the worldly race
did you ever wonder
what were you trying to chase?

You did everything you could
Yet you were in despair?
Won all that was possible
And yet you sat worrying, on a rocking chair?

You filled up your pockets
with notes of 'value'
Yet life's filled with groans
and a worthless job to pursue

Words of advice
you listen to everyday
yet they do not have the Grace
to lift you up in your dismay?

Why then you run behind these things
Why waste your time, Oh mankind?
When all that they are..
Is just dust in the wind,
When all that they are..
simply illusions of your mind

Posted by pj at 2:17 AM 0 rhymes  

She’s been thinking about ...

Sunday, November 4, 2012


She’s been thinking about things that don’t need thinking

Running errands in her brain
leading to nowhere
living painful moments
that aren't even her share

thinking of..places that she could run off to
abodes where she could be living 
lay on a bed of green grass 
and have a stellar ceiling

thinking... about the words of a poem
that make sense no more
words that like torn pieces of paper
lay scattered on the floor

Thinking of life's lemons 
and what they'd do to her
forgetting that of the lemonade
He's already taken care!

Posted by pj at 1:07 PM 0 rhymes  

Kabhi jaan na paye...

Sunday, September 30, 2012




Khaamosh si hawayein
behte hue kya geet gaaye
Har din kya kahani
bayan karta hai
hum kabhi jaan na paye...


Udte chamakte ye jugnu
duniya ko roshni kyun de na paye
Sagar ki ye lehre 
kya sunana chahe
hum kabhi jaan na paye...

Raste chalte logon
ke chehro pe muskaan hai hoti
Par muskaano ke peeche
kitne dard hai chupe
Ye hum kabhi jaan na paye...

Duniya jin raho par chale
un raho ko hum jaane na paye
Jin cheezo ke peeche ye daude
unka matlab bhi samjha na aaye...


Jaane fir kyun ye dil chahe 
ki duniya use samjhe
Jab khud hi ye khud ko
kabhi samajh na paye...

Posted by pj at 8:22 AM 0 rhymes  

I wish you had called... or left a message on the wall...

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

There was never a day
When your thought didn't cross my mind
Sitting and waiting at the window
I was hoping to see you this fall

I wish you had called...
left a message on the wall...


Like the notes you left me on the table
or the ones you pinned on the refrigerator
I hoped to see your message on the dusty car window
or maybe a letter.

For once, I wouldn't have told you off
for painting a graffiti in our backyard.
I would write back to you
and re-read your post cards.

Cherishing every word
Living every moment you describe
I could go on reading
the letters that you type.

I could smile a while
and wait a little longer
While you return
our love could grow stronger

Havin' a good laugh at you silly yet cute handwriting
I would decode your encryptions
I'd take my time to understand your letters
Sometimes complex as medical prescriptions!

And while you are off duty
for a moment if you get lonely,
Just close your eyes
and remember me.

Remember that
there is someone who's waiting
for that one phone call.
Waiting to read
just a message on the wall

Posted by pj at 1:49 PM 6 rhymes  

Labels: call, love, message, wait

Rising from the ashes

Friday, May 14, 2010

A poem I wrote some two years ago...

There were moments of insanity
there were moments of frustration
there were paths that were painful
there were points of no return.

I've been on one way lanes
where I couldn't turn around
I've stood on edges of cliffs
where there were valleys deep down.

I've walked on barren lands
trying to find the horizon
when I looked around for water
all I found was.... poison.

I've slept underneath the stars
and I've also borne the rain
I've withstood the scorching heat
In return I got more pain.

There were times I thought
in an ocean I would drown
But He dragged me to the shore,
turned to smiles, my frown.

He revived me
when I stopped breathing
He consoled me
when I cried.
when fears lead my way,
I let Him be my guide

I've been through hell and back
I've seen the darkest hour
Still i saw rays of hope
And felt His miraculous power.

Let fate have the last laugh today
let it taunt,let it mock
But one day I'll rise from the ashes
and stand solid as a rock!

Posted by pj at 11:09 AM 4 rhymes  

Labels: God, grace, strength

Don't...

Tuesday, April 27, 2010


Don’t bring me back
When I slip out of your mind
Do not even try to resolve
This mystery undefined

I am not your way
Don’t follow me.
Our lives were forked
and divided forever by destiny


I am just like the dust in the wind to you,
just another brick in the wall.
Don’t reach out to me
If you ever see me fall.

Don’t miss me
when I am gone.
Don’t try to put right
the things you did wrong.


Don’t bring those flowers to my grave,
don’t come to see me on my deathbed.
Don’t whisper those fake words
If you have not a tear to shed.


I never meant a thing to you
and perhaps never will
We were here not to be together
only a Purpose to fulfill


Erase me out of your life
I don’t wish to leave behind a sign
Not at least on something
that was never mine….

Posted by pj at 1:47 PM 2 rhymes  

Labels: erase, pain, sad, sorrow

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