I gazed at reflections in the pool of light,
Seeking a truth about life,
But the images that came into view,
Were neither lies nor true.
I must have concocted a heady brew,
And left all my thoughts but a few,
For the image in the water was new,
Hazy at first but then my recognition grew,
It was as delicate as the morning dew,
A sketch that Nature herself drew,
With piercing eyes of a deep blue,
All I saw in there.. was you
Vaibhav
I am a seeker of vibes,
A purveyor of hope,
A collector of sights,
That feed my soul.
I race towards destinations,
I flirt with destiny,
With only a backpack full of my ambitions,
I can wander endlessly.
The universe is infinite,
Perspectives further still,
But insatiable is my appetite,
So where shall we begin?
Vaibhav
A universe exists around me,
And yet beyond me.
A relentless chase,
Will indulge but not yield.
A universe exists within me,
Probably just as vast as the other,
But quiet,
And often neglected.
I wish to dwell here more,
In a tiny hut by a river,
And watch the sun rise and fall,
With every breath of mine.
Vaibhav
The game is on,
The east wind comes,
There’s doom in the air,
A noisy city crumbles.
Only he can stop the forces,
Only he can reverse the clock,
The detective from Baker Street,
The genius man-child on the block.
The palaces in his mind collapse and rise,
As he frenetically hunts for the key,
The one that could unlock the whole conundrum,
The one that could finally set him free.
In this race against time,
You know who’s going to win,
But what will he lose,
For the devil to be brought in.
Vaibhav
Macabre envelopes her,
And a searing ambition,
She’s a pragmatic queen,
Composed beyond measure,
With a heart hard as a diamond,
And a drive unparalleled.
Her flight knows no bounds,
For demons chase her,
Outrun them she shall,
And soar among the clouds,
Don’t dare shoot her down,
For you will be gone in a glimpse,
Much before the inevitable collapse,
Of that dilapidated house of cards.
Vaibhav
She faces a thousand faces,
A silence envelopes the room,
She steadies her stance,
Steel in her glance,
And gives into the mic’s boom.
Every bit of laughter heard,
Makes her heart flutter, free as a bird.
Although odd, she is now home,
Amidst overflowing ashtrays and dark clubs,
she has found her Rome.
The audience looks up in awe,
For they have found a star,
One day they shall travel far,
To see her and a fickle fame spar,
And hopefully see her escape without a scar.
Vaibhav
Vices run strong in this part of town,
Several have come here,
Several more have drowned.
Somewhere as the glasses clink,
You can hear this man think,
He’s alone in a crowd,
And yet to him,
A world has bowed.
He creates several others,
And destroys many more,
A creative after all,
He’s a ‘mad man’ at his core.
But don’t mistake him for others in the zoo,
Damaged but reflective,
There’s an awakening around him,
And it’s fast rising through.
Vaibhav
The smoke from the gunfire,
Engulfs the smoke from the lab,
His dreams also made of smoke,
Stab his life and he falls on the slab.
Once a God he had been,
Once a king crowned,
Ruthless and driven,
An empire he had found.
The genius takes his last breath,
After a thousand trysts with death,
No stopping his fright,
Even in this last fight,
Beyond the grays of right and wrong,
This is Mr. White.
Vaibhav
The train spirals through the desolate canyon,
The passengers eagerly awaiting an arrival,
Of thoughts, ideas, of perspectives maybe,
White hats and black ones eternally in a cycle.
I care not for this destination,
For I’m in a vivid dream,
And she’s with me.
I gaze into her eyes,
And a fiery spirit gazes back,
Of deep compassion and deeper truths,
And a scorching desire to be free.
I smile at her and she smiles back,
I search her soul,
For only she can make me whole,
But she probably lost the appetite for love,
When she tumbled down that rabbit hole.
Vaibhav
