Why do they hit me?
And simply watch me bleed?
Why can’t they see?
I’m human without caste or creed!
The church, the mosque, the elaborate temple,
They crash and burn, and collapse and crumble.
They weep for their beloved, lying somewhere in the rubble,
Yet they rampage on, trying to burst each others’ bubble!
They kill, they maim, they rape, they tease,
Passions burn and time will freeze.
When it’s all over, no lessons are learnt,
Just more bodies to be buried and burnt!
What’s the point?
-Aviv Nair
9/5/2008
Monday, March 2, 2009
How many roads?
Stop! Sharp curves ahead,
First it was family,
then money,
finally it was me!
Caution! Pedestrian crossing,
She says they’re all friends,
But judging by the time she spends,
Subtle signals she sends!
Go slow! School ahead,
I’m a bad influence for my daughter,
With all the gifts I bought her,
I’m silent, led meekly to slaughter!
Stop for the red light,
I don’t get a chance to say,
Our marriage, she regrets the day,
And leaving me shattered, she walks away!
Enough!
This time, it’s my way or the highway!
-Aviv nair
2/7/2008
First it was family,
then money,
finally it was me!
Caution! Pedestrian crossing,
She says they’re all friends,
But judging by the time she spends,
Subtle signals she sends!
Go slow! School ahead,
I’m a bad influence for my daughter,
With all the gifts I bought her,
I’m silent, led meekly to slaughter!
Stop for the red light,
I don’t get a chance to say,
Our marriage, she regrets the day,
And leaving me shattered, she walks away!
Enough!
This time, it’s my way or the highway!
-Aviv nair
2/7/2008
Helpless
The sun burned overhead,
Competing with my passion.
I sat up from the bed,
Hiding my dissatisfaction.
Time became an immovable rock,
As the river of thoughts flow around.
Emotions kept under lock,
The lost hiding from the found.
The room sways and spins,
As I watch myself.
A whale of a time, flapping its fins,
As the crystal heart falls off the shelf.
The world wanders, lost and lonely,
As people live on, without notice.
My mind comes to life slowly,
As my emotions come to focus.
I watch myself, there I lie,
As the stars say goodbye,
All I do as doom is nigh,
Is just lie there and cry!
-Aviv Nair
29/1/2008
Competing with my passion.
I sat up from the bed,
Hiding my dissatisfaction.
Time became an immovable rock,
As the river of thoughts flow around.
Emotions kept under lock,
The lost hiding from the found.
The room sways and spins,
As I watch myself.
A whale of a time, flapping its fins,
As the crystal heart falls off the shelf.
The world wanders, lost and lonely,
As people live on, without notice.
My mind comes to life slowly,
As my emotions come to focus.
I watch myself, there I lie,
As the stars say goodbye,
All I do as doom is nigh,
Is just lie there and cry!
-Aviv Nair
29/1/2008
Happy Birthday!
The day goes on as it always does,
Nothing special, no real fuss.
But, there’s something different about this day,
Because everything seems to be going your way.
There are new goals and expectations,
And you are looking forward to new horizons.
Suddenly, your friends give you a surprise,
But you’ve been able to see through their lies.
‘cos on this day, one year later, we’re there,
With you, with everything to share.
We’re not lying, we swear,
We’re with you ‘cos we really care!
On this day, as you grow up,
(And we don’t mean by the size of your cup!)
We’re with you in every way,
Whenever you need us,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
-Aviv Nair
7 January 2008
Nothing special, no real fuss.
But, there’s something different about this day,
Because everything seems to be going your way.
There are new goals and expectations,
And you are looking forward to new horizons.
Suddenly, your friends give you a surprise,
But you’ve been able to see through their lies.
‘cos on this day, one year later, we’re there,
With you, with everything to share.
We’re not lying, we swear,
We’re with you ‘cos we really care!
On this day, as you grow up,
(And we don’t mean by the size of your cup!)
We’re with you in every way,
Whenever you need us,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
-Aviv Nair
7 January 2008
Hallucinations
The glass is full, the bottle empty, He drowned
He drinks in the pleasure, as she lies beside him, smiling.
The smile that speaks of a thousand heartbreaks,
A thousand shards of something that was once free, innocent and whole.
A thousand years of hiding in shadow, running from shadows and chasing dreams.
The eyes of eternity, so deep, so sad, so innocent, so betrayed, so full of love.
Her hair flows like a waterfall, as do the tears that refuse to be seen.
She kisses him, full of passion, full of love, full of uncertainty.
Craving for the unknown, only to realize the light at the end of the tunnel is a train.
Wanting something to want, searching for something to search, she comes.
Living for the moment, a dead future, she lives in the past.
Longing for the lost, she blunders on, undresses herself.
Snatching bits of memory and emotion, she makes love.
She falls, yet hangs without relief. She dies, yet lives to do it again.
She takes herself to satisfaction, as she falls in love again.
She strokes his cheek, ruffles his hair, and says she loves him.
Or does she?
-Aviv Nair
7/8/2008
He drinks in the pleasure, as she lies beside him, smiling.
The smile that speaks of a thousand heartbreaks,
A thousand shards of something that was once free, innocent and whole.
A thousand years of hiding in shadow, running from shadows and chasing dreams.
The eyes of eternity, so deep, so sad, so innocent, so betrayed, so full of love.
Her hair flows like a waterfall, as do the tears that refuse to be seen.
She kisses him, full of passion, full of love, full of uncertainty.
Craving for the unknown, only to realize the light at the end of the tunnel is a train.
Wanting something to want, searching for something to search, she comes.
Living for the moment, a dead future, she lives in the past.
Longing for the lost, she blunders on, undresses herself.
Snatching bits of memory and emotion, she makes love.
She falls, yet hangs without relief. She dies, yet lives to do it again.
She takes herself to satisfaction, as she falls in love again.
She strokes his cheek, ruffles his hair, and says she loves him.
Or does she?
-Aviv Nair
7/8/2008
Dreaming a Reality
The afternoon is slow and heavy, yet there’s electricity in the air.
I ring the bell, lost in thought, but jolt back as the expectant door opens.
Her sweet face and cute smile fill my eyes, as I step in.
She goes to a bean-bag, as I take up a spot on the reluctant sofa.
Our eyes lock.
My heart unlocks!
Lifetimes accelerate as eternity passes many times over,
The shy minutes tiptoe past, with a sly smile.
Unspoken words flow with the tide of emotion,
The warmth of a thousand fur coats,
As time freezes!
She smiles.
My brain goes nova!
I feel dizzy, as I swim through the sea of stars in my vision,
Her smiling face, like the brightest lighthouse, on the darkest night!
Reassures me, strengthens me, powers me and drives me!
I recover, and we start talking.
The day passes like a dream, interspaced with pauses of reality.
Her shy eyes, her loving smile, her sweet voice, her cascading hair,
Moments of eternal happiness, captured and treasured in memory.
It reassures, strengthens, powers and drives me,
And will do so for the long days ahead!
We sit there, talking, creating memories and moments of magic,
Emotion swirls, powerful and strong, wrapping and binding us,
For it is to keep us alive in the dark days to come!
I get ready to leave, the dream is about to end.
We stand at the door, frozen in time, locked in separation.
Unspoken words and feelings, an unbreakable golden thread,
Pure, unadulterated love and ultimate faith.
She hugs me.
Time goes unnoticed and unheeded, non-existent.
An eternal moment, frozen in time and memory,
As the universe stops to watch and smile,
And God blesses us with supreme happiness!
The time has come, I open the door.
And reluctantly walk out into reality,
With a vision burned in my mind,
Faith and patience, we will wait.
As the dream becomes reality!
-Aviv Nair
22/5/2008
I ring the bell, lost in thought, but jolt back as the expectant door opens.
Her sweet face and cute smile fill my eyes, as I step in.
She goes to a bean-bag, as I take up a spot on the reluctant sofa.
Our eyes lock.
My heart unlocks!
Lifetimes accelerate as eternity passes many times over,
The shy minutes tiptoe past, with a sly smile.
Unspoken words flow with the tide of emotion,
The warmth of a thousand fur coats,
As time freezes!
She smiles.
My brain goes nova!
I feel dizzy, as I swim through the sea of stars in my vision,
Her smiling face, like the brightest lighthouse, on the darkest night!
Reassures me, strengthens me, powers me and drives me!
I recover, and we start talking.
The day passes like a dream, interspaced with pauses of reality.
Her shy eyes, her loving smile, her sweet voice, her cascading hair,
Moments of eternal happiness, captured and treasured in memory.
It reassures, strengthens, powers and drives me,
And will do so for the long days ahead!
We sit there, talking, creating memories and moments of magic,
Emotion swirls, powerful and strong, wrapping and binding us,
For it is to keep us alive in the dark days to come!
I get ready to leave, the dream is about to end.
We stand at the door, frozen in time, locked in separation.
Unspoken words and feelings, an unbreakable golden thread,
Pure, unadulterated love and ultimate faith.
She hugs me.
Time goes unnoticed and unheeded, non-existent.
An eternal moment, frozen in time and memory,
As the universe stops to watch and smile,
And God blesses us with supreme happiness!
The time has come, I open the door.
And reluctantly walk out into reality,
With a vision burned in my mind,
Faith and patience, we will wait.
As the dream becomes reality!
-Aviv Nair
22/5/2008
Drawing Inspiration
My mind whirrs as I hear the blue baritone,
My eyes dart when the black bass kicks in.
The golden voice moves me to the very bone,
As it is joined by the royal purple violin.
My heart flutters at the sound of the green trumpet,
And my emotions cry with the orange saxophone,
Lines flow with the explosion of the drum kit,
And become bolder with the support of the trombone.
The guitar slashes in with my brush and paint,
With rainbow bubbles from the soft xylophone,
The fever pitch rises as the brown cellos go faint,
Colour and melody come together with the crash of symbols!
Ah, the artist’s imagination!
-Aviv Nair
9/5/2008
My eyes dart when the black bass kicks in.
The golden voice moves me to the very bone,
As it is joined by the royal purple violin.
My heart flutters at the sound of the green trumpet,
And my emotions cry with the orange saxophone,
Lines flow with the explosion of the drum kit,
And become bolder with the support of the trombone.
The guitar slashes in with my brush and paint,
With rainbow bubbles from the soft xylophone,
The fever pitch rises as the brown cellos go faint,
Colour and melody come together with the crash of symbols!
Ah, the artist’s imagination!
-Aviv Nair
9/5/2008
Answers and Assurances
Life has two sides, there’s black and there’s white,
Anytime in life, there’s always a wrong and a right.
There’s always a way up, just when you’ve been downed,
When you’re going insane, there’s always a part that’s sound.
When things can’t possibly get worse, there’s a chance to come round.
You’re always free to choose, you’re never really bound.
Even in this bad world, there are acts of kindness,
They are felt, although seen with eyes of blindness.
Love does always have it’s downside,
But then life is like the ebbing of the tide.
The happiness of love is like the ocean wide,
The sadness that comes is just a prick in your pride.
There’s always someone who owes you gratitude,
Even though you may have lived your life in solitude.
Life’s not that tough, there’s also fun and enjoyment,
You may be restrained, but there’s always time to be indulgent.
You’ll have friends, whenever you’re in bereavment,
You’ll be happy, even though the pain will be recurrent.
You won’t realize, but there’s an angel sent,
To put you together, when your heart’s been rent.
In times of pain, it’s never quite evident,
That you’re not broken, you’ve only been bent.
You’ll get back the heart you so readily lent.
Why end your life, because of one incident?
When you can win, why do you want to relent?
Why cry you’re broken, when all you’ve got is a dent?
- Aviv Nair
4/1/2006
Anytime in life, there’s always a wrong and a right.
There’s always a way up, just when you’ve been downed,
When you’re going insane, there’s always a part that’s sound.
When things can’t possibly get worse, there’s a chance to come round.
You’re always free to choose, you’re never really bound.
Even in this bad world, there are acts of kindness,
They are felt, although seen with eyes of blindness.
Love does always have it’s downside,
But then life is like the ebbing of the tide.
The happiness of love is like the ocean wide,
The sadness that comes is just a prick in your pride.
There’s always someone who owes you gratitude,
Even though you may have lived your life in solitude.
Life’s not that tough, there’s also fun and enjoyment,
You may be restrained, but there’s always time to be indulgent.
You’ll have friends, whenever you’re in bereavment,
You’ll be happy, even though the pain will be recurrent.
You won’t realize, but there’s an angel sent,
To put you together, when your heart’s been rent.
In times of pain, it’s never quite evident,
That you’re not broken, you’ve only been bent.
You’ll get back the heart you so readily lent.
Why end your life, because of one incident?
When you can win, why do you want to relent?
Why cry you’re broken, when all you’ve got is a dent?
- Aviv Nair
4/1/2006
Questions and Lamentations
Life is full of pain, struggle and sacrifice,
It can flip over on the roll of a dice.
Burning, writhing, tearing and twisting,
Whims, demands, requests and insisting.
Co-operating, compromising, retreat and relenting,
Excuses; making and giving, genuine and inventing.
You face unbearable torture and the pain doesn’t subside
But if you lash back, it’s because of the devil inside,
The dagger of love, sharp penetrating and incisive,
Every word, make or break, calculated and decisive.
Every action, inconsiderate or oversensitive,
Every argument, trivial or major, leading to its own derivative
Living is an effort, almost never is it easy,
Where everyone you meet is too innocent or sleazy.
Compelled to be careful about where you tread,
Confused about what it is that you should dread.
Calculative about your words from dawn till bed,
Because what you meant is exactly what you said,
Is this where our evolution has led?
That we are caged until we are dead?
When everything that you have written or read,
Is corrected and marked with lines of red,
When there is no meaning to the values we embed,
When the wrong is, for survival, what we are fed?
Could it have been better to be unborn instead?
Because I feel like I am already dead!
Aviv Nair
4/1/2006
It can flip over on the roll of a dice.
Burning, writhing, tearing and twisting,
Whims, demands, requests and insisting.
Co-operating, compromising, retreat and relenting,
Excuses; making and giving, genuine and inventing.
You face unbearable torture and the pain doesn’t subside
But if you lash back, it’s because of the devil inside,
The dagger of love, sharp penetrating and incisive,
Every word, make or break, calculated and decisive.
Every action, inconsiderate or oversensitive,
Every argument, trivial or major, leading to its own derivative
Living is an effort, almost never is it easy,
Where everyone you meet is too innocent or sleazy.
Compelled to be careful about where you tread,
Confused about what it is that you should dread.
Calculative about your words from dawn till bed,
Because what you meant is exactly what you said,
Is this where our evolution has led?
That we are caged until we are dead?
When everything that you have written or read,
Is corrected and marked with lines of red,
When there is no meaning to the values we embed,
When the wrong is, for survival, what we are fed?
Could it have been better to be unborn instead?
Because I feel like I am already dead!
Aviv Nair
4/1/2006
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Dawn
The night dawns again,
Black as the day.
There’s no moon or stars,
Darkness lights the way.
The bulb doesn’t glow,
And sheds its dark light.
The Lords of the dark,
Flex their evil might.
It’s just another day in Paradise.
- Aviv Nair
22/10/2006
Black as the day.
There’s no moon or stars,
Darkness lights the way.
The bulb doesn’t glow,
And sheds its dark light.
The Lords of the dark,
Flex their evil might.
It’s just another day in Paradise.
- Aviv Nair
22/10/2006
Delusions and Paranoia
Words flow like blood running free; the wisdom of the ages,
Thoughts and concepts which would make fools of the wisest sages.
Emotions rise and fall so unlike a flash flood or freak tide
Tears explode as the black stars burn and the planets collide.
-Aviv Nair
9/5/2008
Thoughts and concepts which would make fools of the wisest sages.
Emotions rise and fall so unlike a flash flood or freak tide
Tears explode as the black stars burn and the planets collide.
-Aviv Nair
9/5/2008
Silent Observer
The rain washed the desert, cooling and cleaning.
A rainbow appeared, giving reality a whole new meaning.
Life and happiness flourished,
As love gently nourished.
But, just as the flowers began to bloom,
They were struck by unimaginable doom.
He watched as it crashed down,
Devastating everything for miles around.
The flowers were incinerated,
And life was obliterated.
The rainbow was obscured by dust,
As love succumbed to lust.
He watched, silently, and a little sad,
Then walked away, thinking “Too bad!”
-Aviv Nair
6 January 2008
A rainbow appeared, giving reality a whole new meaning.
Life and happiness flourished,
As love gently nourished.
But, just as the flowers began to bloom,
They were struck by unimaginable doom.
He watched as it crashed down,
Devastating everything for miles around.
The flowers were incinerated,
And life was obliterated.
The rainbow was obscured by dust,
As love succumbed to lust.
He watched, silently, and a little sad,
Then walked away, thinking “Too bad!”
-Aviv Nair
6 January 2008
The Rising
We have lain here in utter waste and stagnated,
While opportunities have been sown and impregnated.
We must rise and drink until we are sated!
We have fared much better than some,
And now our time has come.
We must rise and take back our Kingdom!
We remember the glory of our breed,
We have carefully nurtured the dormant seed.
Now we must rise and take the lead!
We come together and join hands,
As we look towards the lush lands.
We prepare as our army rises and stands!
Long have we suffered foolish banter and prattle,
We refuse to cow down as docile cattle.
Now we rise and prepare for battle!
We burn through heresy and lies,
And forge ahead to claim our prize.
We are ready, now we rise!
-Aviv Nair
27/3/2008
While opportunities have been sown and impregnated.
We must rise and drink until we are sated!
We have fared much better than some,
And now our time has come.
We must rise and take back our Kingdom!
We remember the glory of our breed,
We have carefully nurtured the dormant seed.
Now we must rise and take the lead!
We come together and join hands,
As we look towards the lush lands.
We prepare as our army rises and stands!
Long have we suffered foolish banter and prattle,
We refuse to cow down as docile cattle.
Now we rise and prepare for battle!
We burn through heresy and lies,
And forge ahead to claim our prize.
We are ready, now we rise!
-Aviv Nair
27/3/2008
Till the end..
It’s funny that you should mention a generation gap,
‘cos there still hasn’t been a hole I haven’t managed to cap!
Your problems and fears I may not understand,
Yet I stretch into the dark to lend you a helping hand!
When you get up from the sleepless bed that you lie on,
I’m there to give you a firm shoulder that you can cry on!
Your face may show a thousand unspeakable lies,
But I can see through to the truth in your eyes!
Your eyes cry out of the seemingly helpless pain,
While your face heroically puts a mask to stay sane!
But no matter how well you act, or try to show,
I will always be the one to immediately know!
And at the end of the day, there’s just one thing I can say,
I’ll be there for you, in every single possible way!
No matter where you go, or what you do,
I’ll always be there for you!
‘Cos that’s what friends are for!
-Aviv Nair
11/8/2008
‘cos there still hasn’t been a hole I haven’t managed to cap!
Your problems and fears I may not understand,
Yet I stretch into the dark to lend you a helping hand!
When you get up from the sleepless bed that you lie on,
I’m there to give you a firm shoulder that you can cry on!
Your face may show a thousand unspeakable lies,
But I can see through to the truth in your eyes!
Your eyes cry out of the seemingly helpless pain,
While your face heroically puts a mask to stay sane!
But no matter how well you act, or try to show,
I will always be the one to immediately know!
And at the end of the day, there’s just one thing I can say,
I’ll be there for you, in every single possible way!
No matter where you go, or what you do,
I’ll always be there for you!
‘Cos that’s what friends are for!
-Aviv Nair
11/8/2008
Wind
The sleeping leaves of the trees stirred,
As the clouds of dust slowly cleared.
It came on, gust after gust,
Branches bent with the sound of rust.
The noise grew and fell and rose,
It began, the show to end all shows.
It grew hard and loud and strong,
It blew sharp and hot and long.
Raging fires it began to douse,
And shattered many a strong house.
The heaving seas rose and fell,
The tolling of the death bell.
Mammoth waves soared and curled,
Dust storms twisted and swirled.
Wiping out all, the loose and the pinned,
And so it began, the War of the Wind.
- Aviv Nair
17 Jan 2008
As the clouds of dust slowly cleared.
It came on, gust after gust,
Branches bent with the sound of rust.
The noise grew and fell and rose,
It began, the show to end all shows.
It grew hard and loud and strong,
It blew sharp and hot and long.
Raging fires it began to douse,
And shattered many a strong house.
The heaving seas rose and fell,
The tolling of the death bell.
Mammoth waves soared and curled,
Dust storms twisted and swirled.
Wiping out all, the loose and the pinned,
And so it began, the War of the Wind.
- Aviv Nair
17 Jan 2008
Water
Stirring and melting the lazy dust,
A storm ending its restless wanderlust.
Mashing the hard, rocky mud,
Bringing into bloom the sleeping bud.
The trees shiver in the sudden cold,
And watch as black clouds unfold.
Quenching the sea, thirsty and parched,
Cleansing the earth, sterile and starched.
The mountains watch the rolling mist,
And reel under the might of the rain’s fist.
Solid ice, thinner than blood,
Crushing down in a merciless flood.
Liquid meteors come down in a roar,
Pounding the earth to its core.
The world witnesses the bloodless slaughter,
As it falls before the cold Wrath of Water!
- Aviv Nair
14 Jan, 2008
A storm ending its restless wanderlust.
Mashing the hard, rocky mud,
Bringing into bloom the sleeping bud.
The trees shiver in the sudden cold,
And watch as black clouds unfold.
Quenching the sea, thirsty and parched,
Cleansing the earth, sterile and starched.
The mountains watch the rolling mist,
And reel under the might of the rain’s fist.
Solid ice, thinner than blood,
Crushing down in a merciless flood.
Liquid meteors come down in a roar,
Pounding the earth to its core.
The world witnesses the bloodless slaughter,
As it falls before the cold Wrath of Water!
- Aviv Nair
14 Jan, 2008
War and Peace
The stench of death in the middle of the night,
Bombs exploding, blinding in sight
No one lives to tell the tale,
And they will all but fail.
Blood stains the earth for generations to come
A billion dead and then some.
Guns thundering all the time,
When killing people is not a crime!
The ground quivers as tanks roar by,
The sky tears as jets scream by.
Homes are turned into debris, rubble and fire,
While politicians call each other “Liar!”
Everyone’s missing, captured or killed,
And those who are found are grilled
The best thing to do is to endure,
But still there is no cure
Age-old tactics and warfare,
And those with power don’t really care,
How many injured and how many dead,
How many starving and how many fed.
They only care about the area they control,
For that’s chicken soup for their strategic soul!
The only difference is between hit and miss,
For this war will be followed by eternal peace and bliss!
…till the next war!
-Aviv Nair
7/6/2005
Bombs exploding, blinding in sight
No one lives to tell the tale,
And they will all but fail.
Blood stains the earth for generations to come
A billion dead and then some.
Guns thundering all the time,
When killing people is not a crime!
The ground quivers as tanks roar by,
The sky tears as jets scream by.
Homes are turned into debris, rubble and fire,
While politicians call each other “Liar!”
Everyone’s missing, captured or killed,
And those who are found are grilled
The best thing to do is to endure,
But still there is no cure
Age-old tactics and warfare,
And those with power don’t really care,
How many injured and how many dead,
How many starving and how many fed.
They only care about the area they control,
For that’s chicken soup for their strategic soul!
The only difference is between hit and miss,
For this war will be followed by eternal peace and bliss!
…till the next war!
-Aviv Nair
7/6/2005
Valentine's Day!
I want to tell you something you probably already knew,
For chances like this, are very, very few,
So I grabbed it to say thank you!
For when I was drowning, you threw me a rope,
When I was in despair, you gave me hope,
When I was shattered, you helped me cope.
In my world, dark days had descended,
And the lords of fear had ascended,
As my days had nearly ended.
But you gave me strength and might,
You gave me the will to fight,
And turned me from victim to knight!
You caught me and broke my endless fall,
And brightened my life with every call,
I know I’ll never forget it all!
You gave me light with every smile,
And although my actions were infantile,
You tolerated me for quite a while!
Simply knowing you was absolute bliss,
And your role in my life, I cannot dismiss,
The small things we shared, I badly miss!
Every day and every night,
You made my life bright,
And showed me the light.
This chance I have to take,
To tell you that I’m not fake,
Consider that, at least for my sake!
Because you make me happy in every way,
I feel honoured and blessed when I say,
I love you! Happy Valentine’s Day!
-Aviv Nair
14/2/2008
For chances like this, are very, very few,
So I grabbed it to say thank you!
For when I was drowning, you threw me a rope,
When I was in despair, you gave me hope,
When I was shattered, you helped me cope.
In my world, dark days had descended,
And the lords of fear had ascended,
As my days had nearly ended.
But you gave me strength and might,
You gave me the will to fight,
And turned me from victim to knight!
You caught me and broke my endless fall,
And brightened my life with every call,
I know I’ll never forget it all!
You gave me light with every smile,
And although my actions were infantile,
You tolerated me for quite a while!
Simply knowing you was absolute bliss,
And your role in my life, I cannot dismiss,
The small things we shared, I badly miss!
Every day and every night,
You made my life bright,
And showed me the light.
This chance I have to take,
To tell you that I’m not fake,
Consider that, at least for my sake!
Because you make me happy in every way,
I feel honoured and blessed when I say,
I love you! Happy Valentine’s Day!
-Aviv Nair
14/2/2008
Sunday, January 25, 2009
In defense of the misunderstood
I’m a certified nutcase, a professional madman!
And although people frequently think I’m clinically insane,
I try to behave as normal as I can,
I smile in the sun, and frown in the rain!
People have called me a stark, raving lunatic,
And no matter how well I behave,
The opinion seems to stick,
And I’m left with no dignity that I can save.
Sure I have moments where I laugh hysterically,
But that doesn’t make me psychotic, technically!
Sure I say things I may not really mean,
But it’s not a situation that few others have seen!
Sure there are times when I uncontrollably cry,
But it’s not a reason to leave me where I lie!
Sure I sometimes do things out of the ordinary,
But that’s no reason to send me to an infirmary!
Sure I see things differently from others,
But that’s no reason to get the shudders!
No matter what I do or what I say,
People don’t see things my way,
And at the end of the day,
I’m left where I lay!
A certified scrambled brain,
I’m always branded insane!
-Aviv Nair
11/8/2008
And although people frequently think I’m clinically insane,
I try to behave as normal as I can,
I smile in the sun, and frown in the rain!
People have called me a stark, raving lunatic,
And no matter how well I behave,
The opinion seems to stick,
And I’m left with no dignity that I can save.
Sure I have moments where I laugh hysterically,
But that doesn’t make me psychotic, technically!
Sure I say things I may not really mean,
But it’s not a situation that few others have seen!
Sure there are times when I uncontrollably cry,
But it’s not a reason to leave me where I lie!
Sure I sometimes do things out of the ordinary,
But that’s no reason to send me to an infirmary!
Sure I see things differently from others,
But that’s no reason to get the shudders!
No matter what I do or what I say,
People don’t see things my way,
And at the end of the day,
I’m left where I lay!
A certified scrambled brain,
I’m always branded insane!
-Aviv Nair
11/8/2008
Found and lost!
I’ve made a lot of mistakes which I regret,
But I’ve made the biggest one yet,
By saying something I’ve said to very few,
That I care too much about you!
For once, it hard to describe how I feel,
To someone who’s helped me keep an even keel,
I was alone, abandoned by everyone,
But you were there when I needed someone!
I troubled you, but you tolerated me,
I irritated you, but you humoured me,
I bothered you, but you helped me,
Everytime I called, you were there for me!
But I was blind, and failed to see the bar,
And carelessly, I stepped too far!
i looked back and saw that it was too late,
I had lost, unknowingly tempting fate!
The crutches supporting me suddenly disappeared,
As the old canyon below me, reappeared.
Once again, without hope I fall,
With nobody to hear when I call!
My eyes drip water like a sieve,
As I prepare to take my leave.
This isn’t how I wanted it to end,
By losing a dear, close friend!
You mean a lot to me!
I’ll miss you!
-Aviv Nair
5/8/08
But I’ve made the biggest one yet,
By saying something I’ve said to very few,
That I care too much about you!
For once, it hard to describe how I feel,
To someone who’s helped me keep an even keel,
I was alone, abandoned by everyone,
But you were there when I needed someone!
I troubled you, but you tolerated me,
I irritated you, but you humoured me,
I bothered you, but you helped me,
Everytime I called, you were there for me!
But I was blind, and failed to see the bar,
And carelessly, I stepped too far!
i looked back and saw that it was too late,
I had lost, unknowingly tempting fate!
The crutches supporting me suddenly disappeared,
As the old canyon below me, reappeared.
Once again, without hope I fall,
With nobody to hear when I call!
My eyes drip water like a sieve,
As I prepare to take my leave.
This isn’t how I wanted it to end,
By losing a dear, close friend!
You mean a lot to me!
I’ll miss you!
-Aviv Nair
5/8/08
Morning
The alarm rings, I hurtle out of my dreams,
I was just with her, holding her, or so it seems.
I switch it off, get back to sleep, waiting for the next ring,
I’m back in her arms, so happy, so in love, I want to sing,
She kisses me softly, and holds me, when the next alarm sounds,
I snap it off in anger, my frustration knows no bounds!
I try to go back to her, tossing and turning,
But it’s no use! I’m awake with visions of the dream churning.
I blunder into the bathroom, and put the paste on my brush,
I glance at the clock, more than an hour, there’s no rush!
I look in the mirror, and notice my smile, I love her so much!
For a minute, I go back in the dream, feel her tender touch!
Suddenly, I snap back to reality, in the mirror I see my face.
Damn, I thought I looked good, but sadly that is not the case!
I get ready to bathe, suddenly I’m holding her again, we’re about to kiss,
The water jolts me back, I’ll get late for office!
I quickly finish bathing, and start to dress,
The clothes aren’t ironed, but I couldn’t care less!
I hurry to the office, thinking I’m late,
But there’s no one there, so I’ll have to wait!
I take the chance to go get breakfast and tea,
I look for my friends, but her face is all I see!
I switch on the computer, and again read her mail,
The words “I love you!” make me so happy, I feel I could wail!
I read each and every message, as it starts to lightly rain,
Each word I read makes me happily insane!
“Hi!” “Good Morning!”, I barely hear my friends say,
They walk in, I close the mails, and begin my day!
-Aviv Nair
3/6/2008
I was just with her, holding her, or so it seems.
I switch it off, get back to sleep, waiting for the next ring,
I’m back in her arms, so happy, so in love, I want to sing,
She kisses me softly, and holds me, when the next alarm sounds,
I snap it off in anger, my frustration knows no bounds!
I try to go back to her, tossing and turning,
But it’s no use! I’m awake with visions of the dream churning.
I blunder into the bathroom, and put the paste on my brush,
I glance at the clock, more than an hour, there’s no rush!
I look in the mirror, and notice my smile, I love her so much!
For a minute, I go back in the dream, feel her tender touch!
Suddenly, I snap back to reality, in the mirror I see my face.
Damn, I thought I looked good, but sadly that is not the case!
I get ready to bathe, suddenly I’m holding her again, we’re about to kiss,
The water jolts me back, I’ll get late for office!
I quickly finish bathing, and start to dress,
The clothes aren’t ironed, but I couldn’t care less!
I hurry to the office, thinking I’m late,
But there’s no one there, so I’ll have to wait!
I take the chance to go get breakfast and tea,
I look for my friends, but her face is all I see!
I switch on the computer, and again read her mail,
The words “I love you!” make me so happy, I feel I could wail!
I read each and every message, as it starts to lightly rain,
Each word I read makes me happily insane!
“Hi!” “Good Morning!”, I barely hear my friends say,
They walk in, I close the mails, and begin my day!
-Aviv Nair
3/6/2008
Monday, January 12, 2009
Mourning
I mourn for my life, for my love lost,
I cry for the suffering, for the cost.
I try so hard to keep myself engrossed,
To keep my heart covered in frost.
As I mourn for my life, my love lost.
I mourn, for what I nearly gained,
Again I lost, Oh! How it pained!
My spirit dampened, again it rained,
My life ebbed, my love drained.
As I mourn for what I nearly gained.
I mourn for how much I pretend,
To hide from others, that which is the end.
Suppressed, my heart and soul will rend,
My mind lost, watching reality bend,
As I mourn for how much I pretend.
I mourn for what used to be me,
As I close my eyes, I dare not see!
What has passed, what will be,
Has ended, and I am free,
As I mourn for what used to be me!
-Aviv Nair
14 Jan, 2008
I cry for the suffering, for the cost.
I try so hard to keep myself engrossed,
To keep my heart covered in frost.
As I mourn for my life, my love lost.
I mourn, for what I nearly gained,
Again I lost, Oh! How it pained!
My spirit dampened, again it rained,
My life ebbed, my love drained.
As I mourn for what I nearly gained.
I mourn for how much I pretend,
To hide from others, that which is the end.
Suppressed, my heart and soul will rend,
My mind lost, watching reality bend,
As I mourn for how much I pretend.
I mourn for what used to be me,
As I close my eyes, I dare not see!
What has passed, what will be,
Has ended, and I am free,
As I mourn for what used to be me!
-Aviv Nair
14 Jan, 2008
Scent of a memory
The sun bakes the land, breaks me into a sweat, brings life to day.
The drone of bees in the air, the swish of the grass and the whistle of the breeze,
The cool, calm, blue breeze under a canopy of floating cotton balls.
I miss her!
She picks up the phone and her sweet voice fills my world with joy.
The sun hides behind a grey veil as pregnant clouds carry the rains.
A cool refreshing breeze blows, as we talk, share and feel together.
The distance tries to do what our emotions can’t – separating us in space.
A light drizzle wakes the trees, as her laughter washes over me.
The refreshing air, the cool rain, the beautiful weather, all ignored.
As we share the joys and beauty of being in love!
I love her!
The time has come to come back to reality, I snap back to dullness.
With a sinking heart, I cut the call, as the sun breaks through again.
The scent of the fresh earth overwhelms me, as does her memory.
Both bring a smile to my face, and my heart lifts again in joy.
We shall be together soon, not long now, just a few months!
We shall be together forever!
-Aviv Nair
29/5/08
The drone of bees in the air, the swish of the grass and the whistle of the breeze,
The cool, calm, blue breeze under a canopy of floating cotton balls.
I miss her!
She picks up the phone and her sweet voice fills my world with joy.
The sun hides behind a grey veil as pregnant clouds carry the rains.
A cool refreshing breeze blows, as we talk, share and feel together.
The distance tries to do what our emotions can’t – separating us in space.
A light drizzle wakes the trees, as her laughter washes over me.
The refreshing air, the cool rain, the beautiful weather, all ignored.
As we share the joys and beauty of being in love!
I love her!
The time has come to come back to reality, I snap back to dullness.
With a sinking heart, I cut the call, as the sun breaks through again.
The scent of the fresh earth overwhelms me, as does her memory.
Both bring a smile to my face, and my heart lifts again in joy.
We shall be together soon, not long now, just a few months!
We shall be together forever!
-Aviv Nair
29/5/08
As the music fades once more..
I toss and turn, tired yet restless, unable to sleep
It keeps me up, the music that’s supposed to put me to sleep.
The slow, blending and shining melodies remind me of her.
My eyes are closed, but I can see her sharp and clear.
The night is cool and serene, as we gaze at the stars above.
The moonlight bathes the calm ocean, and cloaks us in love.
We hold each other tenderly as the music flows with the waves,
The music, like the ocean, is all around us, woven into the waves.
We look into each others’ eyes as the music speaks our mind.
Unspoken words dance with the rhythm, as we leave the world behind.
As we let the music and the ocean take us into eternity,
As the moments between us become the beginning of infinity.
The music fades slowly, as does the scene before my eyes,
I reluctantly open them, the blinding darkness is not a surprise
The image burned in my mind, as the song says its goodbyes.
I change the song, turn over, and close my eyes once again,
Restlessly, impatiently waiting to make the dream come true,
I close my eyes as the music begins again, slow and light
Showing me new dreams of her, as I pass the night.
-Aviv Nair
29/7/2008
It keeps me up, the music that’s supposed to put me to sleep.
The slow, blending and shining melodies remind me of her.
My eyes are closed, but I can see her sharp and clear.
The night is cool and serene, as we gaze at the stars above.
The moonlight bathes the calm ocean, and cloaks us in love.
We hold each other tenderly as the music flows with the waves,
The music, like the ocean, is all around us, woven into the waves.
We look into each others’ eyes as the music speaks our mind.
Unspoken words dance with the rhythm, as we leave the world behind.
As we let the music and the ocean take us into eternity,
As the moments between us become the beginning of infinity.
The music fades slowly, as does the scene before my eyes,
I reluctantly open them, the blinding darkness is not a surprise
The image burned in my mind, as the song says its goodbyes.
I change the song, turn over, and close my eyes once again,
Restlessly, impatiently waiting to make the dream come true,
I close my eyes as the music begins again, slow and light
Showing me new dreams of her, as I pass the night.
-Aviv Nair
29/7/2008
Saturday, January 10, 2009
It's just a phase
The music plays on silently, unheeded, forgotten,
The bare walls reflecting the myriad of emotions.
The pen hovers over the paper, undecided, hesitant.
Words appear reluctantly, afraid to lose control.
They serve only as an impetus to push the seconds by,
Bringing no comfort, they stop, they wait.
Empty thoughts, like the blank cartridges of a gun,
Fire away and pass through with no effect, unnoticed.
The cigarette burns unsmoked, ash to mark the time.
The food grows cold as it slowly digests the stagnant air.
The periodic drip of water, a countdown to the morning,
As the light burns on, timidly defiant to the overpowering night.
Thoughts coagulate, tired from their unchecked flow,
Restlessness in lethargy, slowly gives way as the hour grows late.
As the mind starts to follow the body, slowing to a stop,
Finally accepting the unavoidable, the ultimate truth.
Surrendering as the darkness closes in, leaving a ray of hope for tomorrow.
Alone and bored, I sleep.
-Aviv Nair
20/6/2008
The bare walls reflecting the myriad of emotions.
The pen hovers over the paper, undecided, hesitant.
Words appear reluctantly, afraid to lose control.
They serve only as an impetus to push the seconds by,
Bringing no comfort, they stop, they wait.
Empty thoughts, like the blank cartridges of a gun,
Fire away and pass through with no effect, unnoticed.
The cigarette burns unsmoked, ash to mark the time.
The food grows cold as it slowly digests the stagnant air.
The periodic drip of water, a countdown to the morning,
As the light burns on, timidly defiant to the overpowering night.
Thoughts coagulate, tired from their unchecked flow,
Restlessness in lethargy, slowly gives way as the hour grows late.
As the mind starts to follow the body, slowing to a stop,
Finally accepting the unavoidable, the ultimate truth.
Surrendering as the darkness closes in, leaving a ray of hope for tomorrow.
Alone and bored, I sleep.
-Aviv Nair
20/6/2008
The Punishment
An old man met the beggar boy on the road one day,
Saw him playing the violin and went up to say
“Wht do you play so slow? Why do you play so sad?
You have such a lovely instrument that composers play like mad!”
The boy stopped playing and looked up at him,
“I play not, sir, just because of a simple whim.
I have no mother, I have no father,
The violin is my friend, and I have no other.”
“I play not for money, I play not for fun,
I play not for the moon or for the sun.
I play for my parents, high up there,
Because they played for me, anytime, anywhere.
They saved me from boredom, and hunger and pain,
They saved me from the sun, moon and rain.
Yet I could not sacrifice a little of my fitness
To save my saviours from their illness.”
“So, say not my song is sad, say not my song is long,
for my parents, it is the most comforting song.”
The boy’s words brought tears to the old man’s eyes
And he thought, “This boy certainly is wise.
He might be happier if I take him home,
Instead of leaving him to the merciless streets to roam.
He may play when I am sad, and accompany me,
He may be pampered and yet make me see,
That all is not lost, so smile, don’t frown.”
At that moment a thunderbolt struck him down,
The boy looked at his ashes and said, “So he was caught,
Having thoughts of saving me, thanks a lot,
Mother and father, for punishing me for my crime,
For I had forsaken you when you had not a dime!”
Aviv Nair
3/5/2004
Saw him playing the violin and went up to say
“Wht do you play so slow? Why do you play so sad?
You have such a lovely instrument that composers play like mad!”
The boy stopped playing and looked up at him,
“I play not, sir, just because of a simple whim.
I have no mother, I have no father,
The violin is my friend, and I have no other.”
“I play not for money, I play not for fun,
I play not for the moon or for the sun.
I play for my parents, high up there,
Because they played for me, anytime, anywhere.
They saved me from boredom, and hunger and pain,
They saved me from the sun, moon and rain.
Yet I could not sacrifice a little of my fitness
To save my saviours from their illness.”
“So, say not my song is sad, say not my song is long,
for my parents, it is the most comforting song.”
The boy’s words brought tears to the old man’s eyes
And he thought, “This boy certainly is wise.
He might be happier if I take him home,
Instead of leaving him to the merciless streets to roam.
He may play when I am sad, and accompany me,
He may be pampered and yet make me see,
That all is not lost, so smile, don’t frown.”
At that moment a thunderbolt struck him down,
The boy looked at his ashes and said, “So he was caught,
Having thoughts of saving me, thanks a lot,
Mother and father, for punishing me for my crime,
For I had forsaken you when you had not a dime!”
Aviv Nair
3/5/2004
Introspection
I sit here in the burning sun,
Thoughts blowing through my head.
Questions and answers, I have none,
As I sit here on the ground so red.
The world slows down around me,
Time filters all that I see,
My memories change about the past,
Everything seems to have happened so fast.
My past is filled with legend and lore,
My future is filled with even more.
I live for now, I live for the present,
I see the moon, both the disc and the crescent.
I see the sun, both scorching and cool,
I see the stars, both the wise and the fool,
I see the earth, both chained and free,
And through all this, I see me.
My life is filled with uncertainty,
Yet I live it with impunity.
My past was far from serenity,
Yet I keep a fond memory.
My future has no assurity,
Yet I view it with confident immunity.
My present is a struggle for equality,
Between my past and my future, for me to be me.
When people ask me again, why?
I see no reason for me to lie.
I tell them I want to break free,
I tell them I want to be me.
I fell in love, and I fell back out.
I fell down, and I couldn’t shout.
I fell hard, and I fell deep.
Long did I cry, and long did I weep.
I pleaded for help, I cried for aid,
I screamed till I heard the echoes fade.
I cried and cried, but no one came,
Day after day, it remained the same.
I despaired in that never-ending night,
Waiting for some sign of light.
At last a glare I did see,
And that light came from me.
I pulled myself out on that uncertain rope,
I pulled myself out of that enclosing coal,
I pulled myself out on that line of hope,
That I can pull myself out of that bottomless hole!
I left behind a scene of utter devastation,
All around me there was death and destruction.
There were hardly any pieces left for inspection,
There seemed no hope of resurrection.
For a month and another, all was dark and dreary,
Wandering a dead world, I grew weary,
So I sat myself down to write some poetry.
Summoning all the strength I could borrow,
I wrote of the pain, I wrote of the sorrow,
But most of all, I wrote of a better tomorrow.
As I write the world grows bright,
Light floods in, gone is the dark,
The world around me is an amazing sight,
Sounds awaken; the birds sing, the dogs bark.
Green trees grow out of the gloom,
I was dead, now I’m born again.
Life around me begins to bloom,
And upon my face, I feel the fresh rain.
Life grows where I had once lain,
Strength immeasurable flows through my vein,
From madness, I grow more than sane,
I’m through with the torture, I feel no pain.
I was lost in the midst of civilization,
Now, I am life!
I would suffer immensely at the hands of others,
Now, I am pain!
I was stumbling and falling in the blind dark,
Now, I am light!
I would beg and pray for mercy,
Now, I am God!
-Aviv Nair
4/1/2006
Thoughts blowing through my head.
Questions and answers, I have none,
As I sit here on the ground so red.
The world slows down around me,
Time filters all that I see,
My memories change about the past,
Everything seems to have happened so fast.
My past is filled with legend and lore,
My future is filled with even more.
I live for now, I live for the present,
I see the moon, both the disc and the crescent.
I see the sun, both scorching and cool,
I see the stars, both the wise and the fool,
I see the earth, both chained and free,
And through all this, I see me.
My life is filled with uncertainty,
Yet I live it with impunity.
My past was far from serenity,
Yet I keep a fond memory.
My future has no assurity,
Yet I view it with confident immunity.
My present is a struggle for equality,
Between my past and my future, for me to be me.
When people ask me again, why?
I see no reason for me to lie.
I tell them I want to break free,
I tell them I want to be me.
I fell in love, and I fell back out.
I fell down, and I couldn’t shout.
I fell hard, and I fell deep.
Long did I cry, and long did I weep.
I pleaded for help, I cried for aid,
I screamed till I heard the echoes fade.
I cried and cried, but no one came,
Day after day, it remained the same.
I despaired in that never-ending night,
Waiting for some sign of light.
At last a glare I did see,
And that light came from me.
I pulled myself out on that uncertain rope,
I pulled myself out of that enclosing coal,
I pulled myself out on that line of hope,
That I can pull myself out of that bottomless hole!
I left behind a scene of utter devastation,
All around me there was death and destruction.
There were hardly any pieces left for inspection,
There seemed no hope of resurrection.
For a month and another, all was dark and dreary,
Wandering a dead world, I grew weary,
So I sat myself down to write some poetry.
Summoning all the strength I could borrow,
I wrote of the pain, I wrote of the sorrow,
But most of all, I wrote of a better tomorrow.
As I write the world grows bright,
Light floods in, gone is the dark,
The world around me is an amazing sight,
Sounds awaken; the birds sing, the dogs bark.
Green trees grow out of the gloom,
I was dead, now I’m born again.
Life around me begins to bloom,
And upon my face, I feel the fresh rain.
Life grows where I had once lain,
Strength immeasurable flows through my vein,
From madness, I grow more than sane,
I’m through with the torture, I feel no pain.
I was lost in the midst of civilization,
Now, I am life!
I would suffer immensely at the hands of others,
Now, I am pain!
I was stumbling and falling in the blind dark,
Now, I am light!
I would beg and pray for mercy,
Now, I am God!
-Aviv Nair
4/1/2006
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