Tag: music

• Fanaa

  You were supposed to be found within

  Away from the cacophony of the world

  Somewhere buried beneath the rubble of all my lifetimes

  Pushing away the rocks, I’d find you

  I know I heard you, 

  In each chord,

  In the space between each note

  The flutter from within

  As though my heart took flight

  Into a fever dream

  Clouding all judgements until only your rains remained

  Soaking me through

  Cooling my fever

  Unstitching myself one thread at a time 

  Untethering my soul

  If I were to believe in such things

  Perhaps, I’d believe in you

  Your wingbeat breeze

  Adrift already before it arrived

  Are you a reaction, a spark or is this fleeting sensation the only moment I stop being?

  If so, then captivate me until I am no more

  For when I searched for you within

  Under the ruins of every last time 

  All I found was, myself

  Languishing in the dark

  Searching for those chords again

  Searching for your joy again

  Pushing past me as if some nuisance

  Disturbing his search

  An obstacle in his way

  I feel his enmity

  As though I don’t belong

  An intruder in his territory 

  A discord, distorting the melody

  Disinterested in the irony of our duality

  That we seek the same chords

  The same soaring crescendos

  Yet when we search for you

  When we search for the void

  We only find each other

  In the way again and again and again

  May 24, 2026

  free verse, Life, meditation, music, poem, poetry, Spiritual, sufi

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• Pallavi (The Refrain)

  Come,
  Spend another moment with me
  Be the chorus to this melody
  Be the refrain that drives me insane
  Be unabashed and unashamedly you.
  
  The tempest, the temptress, relentless
  Leaving me restless and battling with verbosity
  Reeling too…
  Cos I’m feeling you
  As I stutter and stumble,
  over the intensity of the chemistry,
  within the brevity of that moment
  That moment you spent with me
  Dazed within your gaze,
  I was revelling in you
  My..what a rendezvous!
  How decadent…
  Such a treat, however fleeting it was,
  What a meeting it was
  Leaving my heart beating through my skin
  Breathing heavy with a devilish grin.
  
  Now,
  I wanna feel your refrain again
  Whisper your name again
  Indulgently…
  Intentionally
  Lay you next to me
  Simmering with subtle intensity
  Staring… impatiently
  Unapologetically
  Daring you to be unsubtle with me
  Well,
  What do you say…Pallavi?
  Spend another moment with me?
  
  
  Bas ek pal? 😛 (Just one moment)

  Mar 30, 2025

  bilingual, carnatic, flirty, free verse, Fun, music, playful, poetry, Romance

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• No man No cry

  This is in tribute to a favourite song of mine No man No cry by Jimmy Sax:

  How does the sax man do it?
  What’s in those notes that pull with beautiful pain?
  It hurts so bad as the sax screams ‘no man no cry!’
  No cry? But the journey is down a path where something died—
  A part of me,
  A world that ended,
  Smouldering slowly..
  
  That sax… killing me softly,
  A heady nostalgic concoction flowing into my veins.
  I’m shaking, but the high is fleeting,
  I want to make my heart stop beating.
  Succumb to the sound,
  Get lost in the memory I just found.
  
  Or is it a reverie? I can’t be sure,
  There is no cure,
  There is no cure.
  
  Such is the sound,
  The sax is tearing me down.
  On my knees, I’m begging stop!
  Please don’t stop!
  
  Wait!
  My heart… it’s remembering something,
  It hurts but it’s beautiful,
  This memory that was once and then never to be.
  Stop but don’t stop please!
  What are you doing to me?
  
  I’m losing myself,
  Dancing with ghosts to this haunting melody.
  Wait, I recognize these visages,
  These evanescent mirages swirling just out of reach,
  Twirling faster as the high notes screech.
  It burns but please don’t stop!
  
  There’s a beauty in this beyond words,
  Way beyond cognition,
  An inferno from another realm,
  Ignited by each note of your rendition.
  You’ve killed me once again…
  
  And as I come blinking back to life,
  The mirages fade,
  My heart wipes a tear.
  I failed you, sax man,
  You said: ‘No man no cry.’
  I’d say I tried…
  But that would be a lie

  Jul 11, 2024

  free form, Jimmy Sax, Memories, music, nostalgia, poem, poetry, saxophone

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• Waiting for the drop

  Tears of joy are rare, if ever, for me,
  Except when the music plays…
  They teeter on the edge,
  As if to bear witness,
  To the thick air of the rave,
  To that hush before the drop,
  To the pause before the moment stops.

  That tear…
  Limbers up like a gymnast poised to tumble
  Through the canopy of my lashes,
  Cutting a shimmering hue down my cheek,
  Waiting for the moment to stop.

  In that moment, the self unravels,
  In that moment, silence reigns.
  As the crescendo peaks and the bass resonates through every fiber,
  Rippling like a pebble-struck ocean,
  I cannot fathom this ethereal epiphany,
  Coursing through every plane of my former self.

  Is it within or without?
  My soul flirts with the frequencies,
  Converging at the event horizon.
  The heart and the beat are one.
  Enveloped in sound, the crowd dissolves.
  We are one.
  Here comes the pause.
  Hairs stand to attention.
  A quivering breath escapes.
  And then…
  The drop.

  A tsunami crashes through the barriers of my core,
  Pure ecstasy swells to the fore,
  As the drop collides head-on with the shore.
  Succumbing to the waves, we are all submerged…
  We are alone, no more.
  And as that first wave retreats,
  That stubborn tear finally tumbles and falls to the floor.

  Jun 17, 2024

  dance, euphoria, joy, music, poetry, raving, tears, waves

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