Thunderstruck.

Cycling onto my life,

Countering brawns and brains,

Following never-nearing mirages.

Stumbled upon a cliff,

Braked hastily into a break.

Enigmatic clouds gathered

And threw welcome,

Though the world was below me,

Unsure seemed the outcome.

A colossal sword of blinding light,

Stabbed the earth,

The booming shrill,

Shuddered me to death.

Wedging into my flesh,

Suckled me into fear,

Whole life did flash.

Keeping one-piece,

Broke me into thousand pieces.

Thunder threatened,

The universe quietened

Spectators speculated,

The Roar had,

My sleeping soul awakened.

Feared to fear death,

The fear burnt.

Out of flames,

A phoenix heart took birth.

Revived by water from heaven,

I was drenched,

Fervour flowed down my vain veins,

Doubts drained.

The clouds and complacency faded,

A rainbow glimmered,

Sun shined smothering my soul,

Winds whistled winging me whole.

                         -Madhur Anand

Sparkle in my soul.

Sparkle in my soul.

The euphoric warmth of thousand suns,
from your paradisiac presence,
my mind runs,
my heart runs,
For you, I run.

Like the spring breeze,
You make the kite of my heart,
leap out,
soar to the radiant rainbows,
underneath your enticing eyebrows.

Darting into my heart,
knocked me off,
Broke all layers,
of hatred and fears,
and bathed it,
With tender shower of joy and love.

The birds have started singing,
Trees talking,
Lightening igniting,
Rains reviving,
Flowers beaming,
Time has slow-n,
Gods have shown.

You have become the shining star,
The heart of my heart,
Always ardent,
Streaming sea of sparkle in my soul. 

                        -Madhur Anand

Kindled.

I was too afraid to fly,

Cannot lie.

Once you get down,

As you drown,

Too hard it is to rise,

And win the shining prize.

The trenches stench,

Of the murky stuff,

And it does quench,

Your flaming fluff.

Now you cannot fly,

But you can lie,

You can add more floors,

To your rising cage,

Though your esteem lowers.

Making you full of rage,

To conquer the soaring sky,

It’s nothing but a stealthy lie.

The darkness blinds you,

Making it feel like,

You are not caged.

It’s a cage of gold,

Built to last,

Till you become old.

The sparkling blast

Dead hand of the past.

The lightness blinds you,

Making it feel like,

You are not caged.

You fear the deep trenches

Thus keep flying.

Being afraid to fly,

You never do land.

Maybe you still have sparks,

Maybe you are a glowing coal,

The unextinguished hearth,

It’s enough.

Give it air,

Let it flare,

Must you dive,

Into dreary depths of treacherous abyss.

Thy hit hard,

Thy ghostly fear,

Disappears.

The dismal depths will lead you,

To uneasy under waters,

Swimming into you’ll meet the,

Startling sea waters.

When you’ll surface,

Freedom will show its face.

Your gold cage was an island,

A dreamy die-land.

Kindled with fire of thousand suns,

Fears are none.

Don’t be shy

Now, ye may fly,

Without being sly.

You are never-dying,

Freedom is flying,

Without lie-ing.

             -Madhur Anand

Born Free!

I was born free,

Played with a plastic key.

I learnt that some decades back,

My folks were slaves,

not free,

Ruled by some white men,

Who taught us they were white

And we were not.

Made us slave in genes,

While wearing blue jeans.

But some mutated,

They rose up,

Then all rose up

& the white had to rise

And run back away.

Hence I was born free.

From outsiders

we became free.

But slavery,

had got into our genes,

& now we are slave,

of insiders.

They tell us never believe in foreigners,

We can’t believe in our own brothers.

Bureaucracy & red–tapism

‘GOD-men’ and Casteism

Child labour and terrorism,

we are all slaves to them.

Though wearing blue jeans,

with slave genes.

Thus, we celebrate,

Independence day,

To reminisce,

We can become free,

But not for free,

though we wear blue jeans.

Our chairmen sleep

in their cosy chairs like demons.

They wake in elections,

Offering messy selections.

Let them sleep,

If they can’t wake up.

Because some will rise,

Then all will rise and,

we will overcome all these demons

and keep overcoming all that comes.

                                            - Madhur Anand

Happy Independence day. Lets gain more freedom. :D

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Dreamer

Dreamer

Break your layers,

unleash your inner callings.

Blast off your fears,

'coz fears are fakes.

Life's breaking free,

It's growing like a tree,

You oughta live on,

Like the mighty amazon.

Set your sails high,

The world will conspire,

Only you need to run high

And dream higher.

Remember you will DIE,

Don't live a lie,

There will be no rebirth,

Only you'll become dirt,

So can you take the risk?

To live another's life,

To not be happy??

Life's a one chance game,

No one can you blame.

So live enthused,

Be amused,

Become an ideator,

Life's traveller

And a DREAMER!

                            -Madhur Anand