Dance of Disillusioned Love

In the dance of life, illusions took hold,

A mirage of love, seemingly bold

Yet as the echo of our laughter fades,

I see the reality of our charade...

How to move on, when steps echo our song?

Yet I've danced this rhythm for so long

Heartbreak and joy, a coin toss of life,

In the music of emotions, I must strive...

Walking in shadows of what was,

Seeking light in a new cause

Illusions may shatter, yet I stand,

Stronger, braver, on love's shifting sand...

In the ebb and flow, life's lessons unfold,

Each ending, a new story to be told

So here's to hope, in this cosmic dance,

For in every heartbreak, there's a new chance!!!

Time's Tapestry: A Dance of Memories

Two decades pass in but a blink, or so it seems,

As fleeting as a wisp of cloud, in the land of dreams.

I revisit conversations past, with friends and kin,

Wondering how much I've changed, the growth within.

Some connections still remain, while others fade,

The dance of closeness shifts, as years cascade.

Are relationships, I wonder, simply bound by time,

Serving fleeting needs, in life's rhythmic rhyme?

We must move forward, for time won't stand still,

Embracing change, we bend to life's gentle will.

The moments of joy we create, are they just time's snare?

Or a chance for deeper bonds, as we journey and share?

New memories we must forge, in these bonds we hold,

Fresh adventures, travels far, stories yet untold.

For life evolves, as do we, in this world we pause,

Our journey here, a fleeting glimpse, in a grander cause.

My Country, My Land

Easy it is to say, it is my house, my land, my country,
Fool we must be to think, we own mother nature indefinitely,
All this is but a lease for us to pass our journey,
For one day, we shall leave this all behind on our way,
What is the point of obsessing or fighting over this
When we know deep in our heart it not even ours
Imagine how many wars could have been prevented,
and precious beautiful lives saved
if each of us lived in our own shell of bliss
having no aim of material things to possess
We could move from one place to other
without fearing one another
Enjoy the beautiful planet we have and mother nature
for some day we shall sleep forever in paradise

Eternal Soul

This poem is in the loving memory of one of my closest friend, Nehal Mehta, whom we will miss forever.

We are birds in this world, making our way across,
each passing day is a journey on the path of bliss,
We each must go one day in search of a new harbor,
and become memories in the hearts of our consort;
Memories, which I spend in thinking about you,
and the times we spent together,
Never had I imagined, that suddenly one day, without any admonition,
all this fun and talks, will cease forever...
Never did I know that the day you called me, to wish a happy new year,
would be the last time I hear your voice ever!
I saw you laughing always, but little did I guess,
there might be a pain behind the gloss...
You taught me how to enjoy each moment of life
to be a child and have fun in each moment till you die
But why was I in an illusion, that life is eternal
and everything around me is perpetual??
Why did it have to be you, this time, to teach me,
to appreciate and love each and every person in my life?
My friend, I will miss you forever, but you have enlightened me on a thoroughfare,
to lead an altruistic life, for someday we shall meet, as souls are amaranthine!