Beauty lies underneath!

sometimes it makes me wonder,
if beauty does lie down under

cuz if that were the case
why would there be the cosmetic chase

why were protagonists so attractive in looks,
wasnt an engaging character enough to keep the audience on the hooks

if the book wasnt to be judged by its cover
and if all that glittered wasn't gold,
shouldnt they spend more time teaching mannerisms to kids
than on dressing them up for the world

why are beauty contests associated with blonde bimbettes,
if beauty was within, shouldn't catwalks be replaced by test of wits

was the facade just a move to keep the ugly ducklings in control,
or is reality a way of giving the pretty ones a role

whatever it is, the definition and application are misguided for sure,
when an alluring exterior is held synonymous with a soul so pure

its not that the two are isolated for always,
yet to substitute one with the other doesnt seem to be the right way

Mona Lisa Smile

Fewer muscles to smile than frown
Grandma’s tip became talk of the town

Twisting of lips seemed hardly a guile,
Now appears worth a medal if it lasts all the while

Deciphering the mysterious smile of Da Vinci’s muse
The world stumbled much to the arty amuse

While to many it was a breathtaking sight
To others it was a woman holding on to her insights

From courtesy calls to hearty laughs, From tiny smirks to sarcastic remarks
A smiling face holds it forte, From bright mornings to lonesome darks

A smiling face hath no regrets
Only the spirit to face the threats

One who wears his scars with a smile aplomb
Hides more than the mourning tomb

Yet life rekindles in their arms
For it needn’t reach out for the sympathetic alms

Dreams unlimited!

i dream a dream anew
i dream a dream for me and you

i dream the dream comes true
i dream the dream thats due

i dream that dream that comes a few
i dream that dream that demands everything in lieu

i dream a dream that has just you and me
i dream a dream that sets us free

i dream the dream that seems so far
i dream the dream that keeps us from staying apart

i dream that i dream that dream everytime i wish to dream
i dream that i dream that dream forever there is to dream

Different Strokes

Coming to the end of another dawn
I looked around at the set pieces on the day bygone

Those evening bells of freedom are seemingly gone
Tables have turned, making me stand alone

Far away from the madding crowd that rushes out
I stare at their backs, reviewing the day with my face stout

What would have changed, if was not around
If I left, would someone have missed a sound

And then there were those moments of solace
Where I managed some grace

There came that smile on a beloved’s face
That sealed it.. this was to be my place

I couldn’t live beyond these seeming bounds
I will build a life on these grounds…

To Ravi Ma’am, With Love

Of the many beautiful memories that I recall,
There are some that make me smile and others that make a tear fall

Blessed that we were to be under your tutelage,
Oh! how we would love to be back at that stage

Those learnings stay etched deep inside,
Even though physical distances might have stretched wide

We miss you in our own ways,
Indebted to you we shall forever stay

On this special day of yours, I wonder what to say
As my prayers go out for you and your loved ones’ happiness to stay

May you continue to enlighten the young ones around,
For in our lives, your words of wisdom shall forever resound

Many many happy returns of the day, Ma’am
May God bless you with all that he can..

The Supreme Power

In the land of God, i faced doubts well known
Was i questioning his existence again or his power alone

If neither then i why did i fear the outcome
And if either then why was i bowing my head in front

I then wondered if it was another attempt to please
To the world around, and to put the theists around at ease

Yet the peace that trickled in wasn't a farce
And now i wonder how to retain it through the darks

In times of impatience and tempers that run short
I know i might lose even before the battle is fought

Coming back to the God's world, somewhere I still believe
His creation was an effort, to support the world, supreme

To devoid the mortally powerful of the might to dominate
And to give hope to the destitute by ways of fate

Shoes to fill

another day in the soaking sun
well almost.. if not the sun.. it was devoid of fun

getting my act together amidst expectations high
dont know whether to let things take due course or how hard to try

the pressure seems more from within than beyond
impatiently i wish to get acclimatised to the pond

equipped with a post and a background to brag..
dont think too long it'll let me drag..

i wish to be ready when situation demands
in the meanwhile i continue to collect the strands

ideas seem to flowing in a flurry
everyone around seem to be in a hurry

sometimes i wonder if i justify the faith
or is all the pampering just a tactical bait

guess could do with the motivational boost
more appropriate than the guilty route

need to try shoes before i find the ones that fit
meanwhile those selling can hardly do more than sit

nonetheless a smile adorns my face all through the day
if not me always.. i do manage to light a few faces i may!!