Time ......

no drug , no shaman, no guru

will figure out my inner self so

shaman's and gurus come an go

my body hear is here and now

my eye sight shot, my comprension shot

but my choice 6 pac or lost

the mandolin plays, the tabla plays

rythms to take you to there and there about's

the beats mirror my heart beat

what is here and what is not

my inner self still struggles

with the non necessary and the non now

find the way, oh simple tune

so that i can sleep on the dune

An Ode to Life

looks like i'm on a roll

chains running around a pulley,

sound so much like chips at Vegas

I never realised it till now

But chains they are both

Lifting a load is not chance

nor spin of wheel or throw of dice

effort is required to see

the end of the deal

deals come and go,

how true are you to your soul

no drink, no cigarette will help you forget

deals that went sour and how regret

all you have is effort,

and the belief that it will get best

till that time; spend at home

in prayer and in hope

that your effort is not in vain

it is the best for you to gain

spend time with kids to see

how simple life could be

......................

c

Rupesh/Ritesh/Sumeet you guys need to post more often

To Meghna

in the stillness of the night

all i hear is the hoot of the owl

the lingering smell of your perfume

and the sound of your voice in my head

how do i spend the day

waiting for you to come back

do i get to work ?

or do i kill time at home ?

the stolen moments on the phone

remained me of the time you were here

how i wish that i could speak to you

for a hour and then another so

holidays come and go

your presence completes me so

the lingering smell of your perfume

the sound of your voice on the phone

C