Out of Contact

Life is so painful after we've
been forced to be out of contact
The nightmare of our separation
is, likely, fast becoming a fact

Sun doesn't seem to rise at time
Or is it me getting up earlier,
my agony touching its prime?!

Birds have stopped chirping, really?
Or is it I don't listen, anymore, dearly
to anything other than your voice
already recorded in my heart,
being played all time clearly!

Fear to lose you springs up in tears,
as well reciprocated by the universe;
when I find breeze flowing melancholy
like under some irrefutable curse

I do get hurt by water even
face-splashed by me in the morning
disrupting my train of thoughts
as the mind remains unprepared,
to face out-of-the-blue anything

Moon doesn't smile as it earlier used to
Night comes & goes in unperturbed cries
with stars not twinkling anymore now
Or is it that I don't observe anything else,
all focus on your face etched fair in my eyes?!

Nobody can come between 'I' and 'J'
in case they haven't got to know yet
I still firmly believe you and me as 'we'
will soon neutralize this looming threat
Hoping to see you and talk to you soon,
I am dying to come out of this 'out of contact'

--
Vikas Pratap Singh 'hitaishi'

https://www.facebook.com/VPS.hitaishi/posts/494267660622925

Karnataka Rajyotsava

On 1st Nov. 1956, born an Indian state was
Land of Kannadigas, Tuluvas, Konkanis, Kodavas
Renamed ‘Karnataka’ 17 years later
Sacred motherland, nothing else matters

‘Karu nadu’ gives Karnataka its name

Province of dense forests and dashing rains
Krishna, Cauvery as basic life force
Carnatic music here only got its source

Karnataka is, overall, India miniature
Home of diverse flora-fauna, all kinds of creatures
Union of all thoughts, beliefs, and castes
We all love its culture, heritage and arts

Chalukyas, Rashtrakutas, Hoysalas, and Cholas it’s sire
Wodeyar dynasty and Vijayanagara empire
All selflessly developed it with grace
The state brims with imprints timely embraced

Festivities Mysore Dasara, Ganesh Chaturthi, Ramzan
Kannada, Tulu, Urdu people speak with elan
Varied geography, rich history twinkles
Weather ever-pleasant, whole year rain-god giggles

Nature’s phenomena spans our attention
Breathtaking waterfalls need no special mention
Almost everything makes for tourist places
Be it ancient ruins, lush gardens, lavish palaces

Nurtured with Adi Shankara and Bahubali’s blessings
Girish Karnad, Vishnu Vardhan and Rajkumar's acting
Yakshagana, Mysore Pak are famous celebrities here
It’s all joy and happiness and no fear

May it prosper as it always has!
Karnataka is our nation’s artistic dress
Today as we celebrate Rajyotsava fully thronged

I bow down before you...
I bow down before this Eden singing Karnataka praise song :)

Jai Karnataka!

Jai Bhuvaneshwari!
Jai Hind!

--
Vikas Pratap Singh

(although I have been living in Bangalore for last 2.5+ years only and I feebly understand Kannada)

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elan = panache, liveliness, eagerness, ardour
sire = parent, progenitor

no 'less' high

keep up the spirit and fly
for there is no 'less' high
--
vps

shattered again

sparkle in my eyes newfound,
twinkling in my smile's frame
just meant to be a short affair
as dreams got shattered again :(

presence of hers in my life
I could feel, thou' yet to come
short-lived was but positivity
as hopes got battered again :(

--
vps.. d warrior

Becoming a Poet

when feelings feel comfy with you
and thoughts fly like birds
let emotions embed with outstays
just get your way with words

to write a saga of loneliness
to jot down lessons of life
get immersed, compose verse
a tear, few joys, some jibes

in bits gather your surroundings
in pieces genesis you collect
phrase-portray nature as photographed
in rhyming show some intellect

when times neutral-funny-grieving
your lines could refine crystal clear
travels your pen, and and inscribes
you become a poet, my dear! :)

--
Vikas Pratap Singh 'Warrior'

Happy Birthday!

remember all those moments
when u were alone & tired
someone gave u his support
that man was ur father;

remember someone, who did not sleep
just bcoz u're crying, so she would weep
so was her love, u played with her
to take care of urs she was, none bt ur mother;

remember d girl who played with u
even when she had exam
who might have fought with u
but still gave u her jam....
none other than ur sis, she was
always protected u like brass;

similarly, u have d guy
who was always standing by
without a word, he took u
whatever it takes u to fly
ur brother he was,
showing u d world & sky;

then, there were friends,
with u whenever tensed
laughed wid u, cried too
bt never gave up their hands;

u might be empowered with them,
their warmth & strength bearing it tall
and it's ur turn now, on ur b'day
to have a nice & warm close-up with them all !!


--
vps.. d royal warrior

bag n bangles

bag on his back
bangles on her hands
had a fight together
while walking narrow stands

boy noticed her
girl gave a frown
bag was torn apart and
bangles broken down :P

--
vps.. d warrior


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mankind's journey still in progress

mankind's journey still in progress, waking
time & again here, history's in the making
mysteries, all types, always by our side
just we require li'l curiosity and a visiting
sure, one inspired 'll hit the raging bull's eye
what's more needed! good wood n bowstring
'living' life, own terms, so not improbable
some cheer, mix beer, have some shaking
making others happy, brother! no small a biz.
sorrow-'take-n-give'-delight, ready for trading?
--
vps.. d warrior
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02/06/2012