The Winter Rain

Nights are black ,
Dark is the sky . .
Wings of fire . .
Lightening by !!

Dreams of Freedom ,
Full and Free . .
Raging Thunder ,
Fearlessly. . !!

Feeling alive .
The Winter-Rain . .
Drumming against the -
Window-pane .

Pouring down the Heavens ,
Sweet . . !!
Hail , the monsoon smell . .
And breathe . .

Dazzling moonlight ,
Drizzling dews . .
Dancing leaves and
They amuse. . !!

A rustling wind . .
A starry sky !!
A lonely swing . .
In the play-ground by !!

A gusty breeze . .
A glass of wine !!
A ghostly CHILL . .
Down my spine !!!

Wide my eyes ,
Gone numb my feet .
Jumped my heart . .
And skipped a Beat !

The Thunder growls !
A GOD of Greek !!
And every Bolt of Lightening . .
Speaks . . !!

Myth and Mighty ;
Perky pain . .
A soothing calmness
Grasp my brain .

I watch the sleepless ,
Moonlit lanes . .
And Live the insane . .
Winter Rain !!

By,
Ajay Menon.

I’ll be Free

"A journey comes to an end. Unknown bright paths lie ahead. A poem dedicated to many of life's choices and situations, and a natural urge to be Free !! "

Dancing in the past I guess is,
No way to be Free;
From all the roads that lie ahead,
I’ll choose the one that’s me!
~ So I can breathe!!

Don’t come any closer,
Or you see; I’ll have to go!
Owning me like gravity. . .
Are blessed places that do glow!
~ In my eyes!!

Circles just keep growing, and they-
Swallow people whole!
Half their lives they’ll say goodnights,
And they’ll never know!
~ And so it goes!!

Everyone I came across,
Live in cages they were bought!
They think of me and my wandering . . .
But I’m never what they thought!!
~ I’m Alive!!

A mind full of questions,
And a teacher in my soul!
A heart burning desire;
To just travel for my goal!
~ That’s all I know!!

Where the wind is in my hair,
I feel I’m a part of everywhere!!
Dancing in the breeze and I can –
Fly to anywhere!!
~ But here I am!!

Just let me be, and I will –
Find a way you’ll see!
I know all the rules but,
The poor rules don’t know me!!
~ I’ll be Free!!

~By,
Ajay Menon.

The Eagle Eye

Gliding down the deep blue sky ;
Heights as such where Angels fly...!!
Thy shrill & cold-pitched regal cry ,
And wings of fire in thy eye...!!!

Swooping past the peaks and hills ;
with razor - sharp talons of kill...
A wild wedge- tailed beauty when still ;
As free as the blowing breeze , thy will..!!

Hovering above the moon - white clouds ,
wings held wide ....both spread in proud...!!!
Away from the rest...beyond the crowd....
With a yell for freedom , yet so loud...!!

A blazing soul with a Pheonix - tail..!!
Like a yatch with Rainbow - sail...!!
Soaring up and diving down..;
With a silver tint & chestnut - brown...

A savage sight onerous to hold...
Breathing fire in the winter cold..!!
Such unflagging speed.. arduous to cope...
A swift & sound ' Harbinger of Hope'..!!!

A windy morning & a deep blue sky...
I saw him him stooping & gliding by...
Heights as such where Angels fly..!!
Wings of Fire and The Eagle Eye...!!!

-by
Ajay Menon.