Deft!

Hasten the pace of scientific dizziness
Safety comes first shout the craze of scantiness

The Rhymes still take me back to a world of pre-school
Later on in life do I realize these inclinations were way too pure

Nothing seems to set on the horizon as to mild childishness
A Journey to roll out as the bus goes from “Gurgaon” too indefiniteness

The prelude with an uncanny uncertainty alighting and boarding at once
An interlude seemingly clichéd with the board screaming “Ballabghat”

The hot sun burning deep a sense of satisfaction so clandestine
A warm siesta pouring free with cries of “Jai Ho!”

Aloft the trance of time as deep as the rabbit hole was I
Awaiting me was the essence of home still afresh

Atop the mountains of bliss I carried on as the clock struck 00:00
A sweet nites sleep gathered warm memoirs of the world zippin by

And then the time came to say goodbye alas
Inevitable but m takin home wid me a smile which is gonna last
Driven to where I held up sanity, starin at the board Gurgaon again
Prancing along wid a can of dew nd glancing at souls seemed just

Lent a handful sheen of atomic particles id call Air
Toxic say some but id say a breath isn’t too costly

The cries of dartmanjan and exotic oils and chaats still ring strong
Noise that should wake me up from a silent tantrum but still

Encore was my spine rested hard on this canvas I rested
Until a score of humans run thru my soul askin me to pick up and offer

Endin up on a beam rite next to the pilot aint soundin too bad
The rumblers en-route my destination ravaged my symphony

Make way for those who alight called my spirit and so I did
Alas my soul disembarks and fights a burnin day

The journey was eventful and yet so calm
The sambar and my spirit feel jus lukewarm!!

Ajay Padattil
08/03/2009

The S!

Seamless beauties this life has to offer far and wide
Scarce seems the subtle horses of these diagonals

Stiffness aint the battle of these dreams
Since these times the sound of sanity seems distant

Silently killing dreams of mankind was the apple inevitable
Smirking at existence was the Pandora’s supple box of promises

Swift as this serenity of scruples promise my soul
Stillness of this wave dance wide and far

Sill of this flute playing the notes fairly supernatural
Sail on this differential say many a few

Sigh! Goes the tyrant of Neptune so close
Sane sounds ringing no bells close to sanctity

Swing & Sway shouts the immaturity of this epithet
Silencing this night still sounds a daft unreal!

Ajay Padattil
01/02/2009

Distant Sarcasm!

Stifled and wailing goes these days so traid
Smothered by the fluffy sails weigh these brittle mettle

Mastering the sands of baffling scarcity with audacity
Lifting the parades of this carnival seems so distant

Later in the canisters of plasma this later seems
Scaling the heights of destiny this rather proceeds

Saline seems the distant tunnel of cardinality
Loathing seems a crazy thing of solidarity

Live on!! screams the bronze of severity
Threatening the very existence of sarcasm life brays on

Laughing at this curbs lasting essence of this tunic
Drafting lasting drowsy flimsy staffs aint a sweep so nasty

Lay down and scrape the sinister saddle
Lost and Found sound the beguls of TIME.!

Ajay Padattil
24/02/2009

Placid Dreams!

A life of distant dreams to go past and whistle
Simplicity of these human souls to battle with

Crazy sounds the bristle of this life and beyond
Monochrome says the inspiration of illusions

Vivid glory beneath this scarred rainbow
Science wouldn’t be held a blessing in disguise

Scattered masts held high up the horizon nevertheless
Mastering the waves gushing past with fishes to sing still

Oscillations of the time run backwards I wish
When dreams would start at square one and never seem to end

Dats the world I would wish for but a Bedouin
Nomadic adrenaline never seem to drink its thirst

Pulses racing by and the heart thumps to a halt
Pleased to be here and nine more to Live!

Ajay Padattil
23/02/2009

Saber!

Jaded sounds way too real to foresee
Scabbath sold the sword to me unforeseen

Aint the distance braided I would so tell
Stiff are the shadows and magnanimous the world

Lord o Lord I guess this was the destiny of this hilt
Swift drift cant be isolated as thy scrutiny

Words craft a sentence millions deep
We aint going nowhere but draftin scaffolds.?

Blossoms and sunflowers sway to the star
Huge as it is… but cant you drape this planet?

Too many Y’s asked but so smashingly unreal
Some nonsense but others yearning for justice

Take this in your stride so scarred
Run away is an option.. Stay and Celebrate!

Ajay Padattil
21/02/2009

Tick Tock!

Presto! Here goes the time and withering dreams
Look back sometimes aint gud to hold walnuts back

Beasty seems the line of fire tonite
Hefty speaks the swine of life and scantily true

Twining of distance looks fathomless still
Standardizing sands aint a solution to drowsiness

Take a call on this very shanty prism of fortune
Bleeding daintily not sufficing this purpose

Daft goes the tick tock of gallants
Tyranny seems to rule the aimlessly unfortunate

Clattering sounds sweep past so silently
Controversial politics aint the dice for ludo

Gamble as u wish to make lanes drift
Heed to the inevitable flint of this wick nevertheless!

Ajay Padattil
17/02/2009

Tannin to candlelite!

Staring into the breathlessness of this sinister calmness
Blossoms gone by and still hanging in there waitin for a twist in time

Simplicity used to an age old concept when tannin was considered a taboo
Complexity grows as time gazes into the unknown peril of adam

Lazing around past work to candle lites is the mercury behind silica
The idiot box takes over the film rollin out the chaotic “Action” but still

Strangely withered bodies try to still keep the spirits in rewind
The other side of the coin dreams of a day when the stars shimmer in glory

Toast! The supernatural accolades still lie strong with his creations.
An Epithet to moving times sure leave the feelings in a capsule so glorious

This Cradle of wind sure blows in pure and blissful sonnets of love
Running out of words still seem to speak a million words.

A Day to arrive! Dreams and wishes to cherish pace by knocking
Spirits of this day travelling far and beyond into the unforeseen bliss..Hop On!

Ajay Padattil
13/02/2009