The Eternal Seeker

Knowledge is hidden for the common kind,
The fleeing mind cherish pleasures
And travel the road of life unknown,
They seek happiness, ever fleeting, ever young,
To stash their soul on the earth,
That end is not a happy one;
For the pleasure of seeking the truth evades,
Leaving one empty, destined to decay,
They consume and fake happiness,
Their life is non-living with nothing to offer,
All they want are a pair of eyes,
That is their life, their lie.
But for those with the thirst of Nature deep,
Who cleans the dusty book to learn,
For them the cost of money is dust,
And time is more precious than diamond.
Deep knowledge is their truth,
Their strings of emotion lightly dance,
The bridges they burn light the way,
They reach the soul in need of love,
Like light that shines brighter than joy,
And give them more than they can think,
But those like them are rare to find,
Harder to understand still,
Stuck between the now and forever.
The secret to their eternal joy,
Is eternal sorrow which you do not see,
For those who know the dark that well,
Can only show the way;
In radiance as in darkness,
They have the same freedom,
My tears for the quiet life departed,
Or unjustly so, not the weak,
There is a certain pride in death,
Felt by the seeker of knowledge and love,
Their presence being felt by those that count.
Such a feeling cannot be shown or shared,
Nor can it be documented,
But only lived and set free.
The poor have given up on truth,
For survival is the greatest teacher,
Which has not students only victims,
Just like war of any kind,
All of us are forever poor,
All are hungry for something more,
But some are the right kind of hungry,
Seek out knowledge and ask the universe,
And you will find it someday,
Between now and forever.

Innocence

Like the first flower of the morning
You shower the world with your happiness,
Thy question is what the world forgot,
Among your curiously insatiable soul,
You find the light of the world,
The source of pain is unknown to you,
And yet you see the best in all,
Just as they see the beauty in you,
The world embraces you, ignores your fall,
Because you are their forbidden angst,
The only sorrow in your light
Is in the absence of their attention,
And that drives you insane,
Until you start to wither,
The decay of life lays you bare,
Sorrow fills the sweetest core,
And the sweet starts to sour,

Maybe you do not see the sorrow,
The pain that the viewer languish in,
The reality of the world is but a rainbow
To you, like an eternal dancing flame,
You are only conscious about yourself,
And the soulless preservation of your light,
While the darkness remains unknown,
To be found in chapter transitions;
Maybe the dark is not that sinister,
Maybe those who suffer more are kinder too,
But you care not, you care about yourself,
About your fellow flowers dancing with joy,
Nothing else crosses your mind,
And while you neglect the world,
The very soil in which you grow,
That sorrow reigns unhitched,
And no matter how hard or soft you shine
The blind will remain in darkness,
The very cause of your pride
Might one day rip you off eden,
The very dark you neglected
Might one day be the hope you embrace,
And where will I be then?
I shall be far away, never to return,
While you will preserve thy memory,
I shall be making mine,
The very pain of separation will break you
This absence will burn you alive,
Your pride will melt to tears,

Yet now as I see you, in your innocence,
That world is a long way ahead,
And the wise speaks not of it,
The wise are neglected thus,
Until those that deride come for peace,
Till that day, enjoy your oblivion,
Bask in your newfound glory,
Radiate that selfless light,
For you are the child of innocence,
And I am the darkness, ethos of sorrow,
The harsh reality, the naked truth,
The kingdom of hell allows no light,
For character is forged in dark fires,
In the dark, hope is remoulded,
So is suffering all that sorrowful?
And is innocence all that pleasing?
Smile Nature's first morning flower,
For you are unburdened by these, yet,
Unlike the belief, I never was burdened by these,
For I was driven by the love of innocence.

Thy Kingdom Come

Morning rises like a phoenix from the ashes of despair,
Fending to the broken when hope is all but there,
Abundance of fire within dispels the darkened hate
Cordoned by ignorance, usher knowledge through the gate
Of heaven, a serene agitation ensues today,
The fountainhead of a drunken day,
Filled with the mastery of self and mind,
Wisdom to seep in and courage to bind,
In forever halls of purpose at play,
I find my soul, ignite my day;

Long before the sultriness of an afternoon of quell,
I gathered my ground against the wind where the mighty fell,
And when after the plunge the dull calm did dwell,
We roamed together like victors would, in the rising tides of Hell,
The day was fierce, the purpose sure,
And the heavens witnessed the burden we bore,
Unwavering we rose and stood our mark,
Defending the true, banishing the dark,
And every hand that called for aid,
Was met long before their light could fade;

An enlightened era comes to a close as another rises afar,
The journey from dawn to dusk is done, filled with battle scars,
To retrospect just lose yourself within this hallowed ground,
The turning time begins to stop, the soul is lost and found,
Mastering the morning, crusading the night,
Transforming ourselves to match the fight,
Where faith is found through those beside you,
And love inflamed causes dreams to be true,
Our life was love, our morals true,
Come ride the greatness that I find in you.

Two Tickets To The Ride

Life is, riding on the freeway waiting to turn at the milepost,
But who's counting,

Had two tickets to the ride and I was surely going alone,
Now that you left me,

You can take what you keep,
Run afar on your bare feet,
Steal a glance when you rise,
I never wished for a goodbye.

Tears of sorrow running through the soldier,
Like a war blood-borne.
Meeting you had washed away the empty,
Did you take my hand?

Before I broke, I pushed you away,
I'm in that kind of life anyway,
So you can live where you miss me,
I'll keep that ticket that you will not need;

Not as a memory or guilty pain,
For another life, until we meet again....

Absence

The leaves decay and fall on the ground,
And the once known path becomes a forgotten pile,
The river withers and leaves no trail,
The birds have flown away,
In search of better lives.
The Sun has left and the warmth is gone,
Life is lost in a long way home,
The darkness comes in darker hues,
None welcome it, like an abandoned child.
It is not loved or chosen,
But it is a child of Nature,
It inspires a few undaunted,
And leaves the rest blind,
Those who care not and whine,
Stuck in the same frame.

I grant you life, I grant you freedom,
But you are incapable of life now,
While I have nothing, no one,
No love, no care, no chains,
Only a bittersweet romance with Time,
And in time, with you.
In my absence, you will grow,
In my love you will wander far,
In my life you will gain its absence,
Only to be eternal,
And you will know,
To be eternal.

Minimal Pace

A distant run;

Alone, uncertain, uncharted;

Anxiety fills up,

Drowning the fears,

The world watches

Or sleeps;

The day begins to run,

Show-time, the real grind,

Forward and far,

A distant run;

Feet tapping on the road,

The earth greeting you with force,

Like men deserve to live.

It frees my hindrances.

Heart beats cruise, vision clears,

The road flows beneath,

No more waste, no more wait,

The familiar ground is past,

It lies behind.

Cannot turn,

Picking up momentum,

Surroundings drown,

A rhythm rise,

So does unknown pain,

Shortage of air,

I am drowning in air.

Must stop,

Retrospect,

Become enriched;

A new energy surge,

An old reckoning,

Primitive, hungry,

Pain recurs,

So does focus,

Undying will,

Reasons fade,

Just the road and me,

Run fast, run far,

The pain was temporary,

But necessary;

Spirit restructured,

Drenched in strength,

The way to live.

The difficult, conquered.

Lesson learnt alone,

Obstacles did not grow,

Only the strength to rise beyond them

Became bigger;

Some get everything,
Born in it all,

Others strive and get,
And history is written,
At minimal pace.

Bullets and Bandages

The highest scores would not matter now,
When lessons learnt were tossed and burnt,
The money you make will get you far,
And when life is spent, you can repent;

You failed to open your eyes and live,
The raging storm that you try to calm,
The withered pieces of broken time,
Searching to hide the pain inside;

Those tiring days without a smile,
You hoped it cured but you endured,
That silver line, when washed the grey,
You hoped would stay but it slipped away;

Latch onto a living soul
Next to you, though untrue,
Falsify your living state,
To sing a song that you belong;

Try to hide that vicious self,
Extend your arm for silent harm,
Your empty self has not matured,
You've had your chance for true romance;

Kill that show and look inside,
When all is lost that does not cost,
Or look where you are, your life is not
Those faces around with layered sounds;

You hope for a refill, at a wrong place,
Like waves at a beach, you wished to reach,
Reality dawns a little too late,
You miss those days to choose your ways;

Feelings fly, the mind has leaked,
That ship has sailed and you've failed,
You ignored to work hard then,
Now time and tide are not on your side;

The days went by like silent nights,
Your heart beats stop, 'cause there's no prop,
The effort was brave but the soul untrue,
Not built to last, but that is past;

Moving ahead and hoping is tough,
Clinging to a place, to spend your days,
Trying to figure or not trying at all,
Must be left behind where you cannot find;

The canvas is empty, the day is done,
The coffee's cold, down goes the sun,
My thoughts are numb, the dark crawls in,
My life feels strained, the chances thin.

Sorrow's deeper when its borne,
Worked so hard that I cannot go on,
Hope is a soldier's road to home,
My feelings are homeless as they roam;

I've been there and you can cry,
But happiness is not just meant to die,
The struggle forward must rise a fire,
And that exists what you desire;


~ Pavel Sengupta

I Propose My Purpose

A thousand miles between us,
Yet we travel together,
Time connects or breaks us,
Like day follows the night;
I yearn to grow together,
To live by being one,
Life without you is senseless,
Directionless and devoid of dreams;
Only I can complete you,
Because you move with me,
Only I can define this infinite,
A love that becomes more,
A passion that replenishes itself,
An obsession build to last;
But I hide it from the surface,
In the dark crevices of my mind,
Where light cannot reach or be emitted,
As it remains illuminated,
Like a greater source of energy,
Like god in human form,
A dream to be tasted for later,
A gift to be unwrapped together,
Do you know what it is?
It is Hope.
That which lights my way;
I hide my thoughts from the world,
I am not strong enough
To carry that life on my shoulders,
I do not want to be so weak,
Ashamed at me, when I meet you,
So I build myself, my mind, my body,
I forge my character in black and gold,
I drown in the depths of bluish hues,
I fall and rise as I climb,
My peril teaches me,
My difficulties build me,
And my struggles fuel me,
Through all this I hope and believe
My character defines me;
I cannot let go now,
I cannot give you up,
We must be together,
One day you will realize,
That I have existed for you,
My love has been for you,
My life has been for you,
Until that moment of time,
When I will be sure and complete,
Let this remain a tribute to you,
Let this guide you to me,
Faster than I travel to you,
My mind is set and body ready,
To take up the challenge and rise,
Or take it to my grave,
To you my fire, my love my Purpose.

To the best in us.

Fare Thee Well

Raindrops falling, soaking me wet,
Feelings are alike, leave behind what you get,
Emotions are burning, feels hollow inside,
My tears are for memories, I can no longer hide;

I try to collect all the pictures framed within,
A longing to return to all the places I've been,
With the pain of letting go, after I've played my part,
I'll leave to be free; so I rise to depart

And I'll be gone, I'll be gone,
When was the last time you looked inside my eyes;
All along I traveled alone,
I am tough but can you not see my silent cries;


Raindrops falling, calming my mind,
Moments are closing, I've lost track of time,
A life spent behind me, a long way to go,
With you here and now I, want Time to slow;

I don't want to return, I don't want to go back now,
I wish to stay forever more, only if I just knew how,
Maybe I'm not where I dreamed, maybe you deserved the best of me,
Maybe you cannot see, neither am I where used to be;

And I'll depart, for another start,
Let my good times be remembered as a gift to you,
Letting you go was the hardest part,
Let me fade and shed my light on something new;


Until we meet again,
Let your dreams come true,
And just like the rain,
Let it be a part of you,
As raindrops are falling,
Soaking me wet;
Live like the rainbow,
Until the sun sets.

The Planet's Infiltration

Dear resolute and purposeful men,

In a world where hope is dimming,

Listen and speak between the phrases,

I hope your minds are hearing;

Walking the earth for a thousand years,

Happy and contempt unlike yourself,

Alienated by my folk,

‘Cause I take pride in myself;

The people interest me no more,

They despise my mind, my condition,

For spreading reason and happiness,

I’m the planet’s infiltration;

Too many audience, few performers,

They are running a barren show,

We love getting entertained,

Our problems leave us nowhere to go;

Staring at the screen or the nukes in hand,

It is the same addiction,

For not following their kind blindly,

I’m the planet’s infiltration;

The world lives scared and tied like huddle,

Loathing change and rise of reason,

A system of chains with useless links,

Adapting like the change of seasons;

Knowledge and skills are working well,

But for them there exists competition,

A small step is a long road to climb,

To destroy this infiltration;

Despite the odds and against it,

Only the solitary unseen tries,

Our kind is the architect of our failure,

Ask me how a hero dies;

Living in a crowded mindless soup,

Watching heroes working in the background,

Seeing our future so very clearly,

Some destroy while some are bound;

No one wants to see the way you do,

Don’t waste yourself for the nation,

Strive above the common tide,

Signed – the planet’s infiltration.