Thursday, July 26, 2012

The sword of love...

The mist rises outside 
And sighs, within my heart.... 
Smiling in my thoughts 
and that is only a part - 
of the whole of me that pines 
For a glance, a touch, a word...
and having suffered, I survive
to be pained again by love's sword!

David Antony, 07/26

Thursday, May 17, 2012

You have a knack!...

dont you have a knack
of running on my mind?
when i close the doors
secret windows you somehow find!

and when i close the secret windows
and secure my mind for sure
you seep in through the li'l cracks
and run my thoughts impure!

is that what Elvis picked -
when he sang "devil in disguise?"
for when you sneak in to my mind
i am no longer sane nor wise

Elvis really sang his mind
and mine sings in chorus too -
"wise men say only fools rush in"
and that's why i fall for you!

now as i start to count -
one and two and three...
of the times i've fallen for you
i lose count in the counting spree

okay, one more time...
one last, that it would be
i will free fall once again
for you, my cup of coffee! ;)

- DA, 05/17

Tuesday, May 08, 2012

The street car named Desire!

The streetcar named desire
ran me over, ran me to ground
with thoughts so precise
and views so profound
or so i thought...
I still couldn’t stand my ground,
couldn’t throw up arguments
for desire ruled the roost
crazy's the case i present
or so i thought...

I still couldn't make a point,
still could not say no
i fancied myself a chance
for i had a reputation to show
or so i thought...
and zealously tried to fight it -
fought till i could no more
for now, i give in to desire
there will be more wars in store
or so i think.. ;)

- DA, 05/08/2012

Friday, April 06, 2012


kisi botal mein na samaaye
aisa nasha ho tum
jamaaye rakhe mehfil hameshaa
aisa samaa ho tum

ab iss nashe se nashaa kar lein
bass itna kara do tum
aur is same mein samaa jao
bass mehfil mehkaa do tum!

David Antony, 04/04
(#random attempts at hindi verse...)

Tuesday, April 03, 2012

She Doesn't Even Know!...

(So my biggest crush is going away today - and i know she is...and i don't even know her name.. so this goes out to her :-) ....)

she says good bye today
to people around her
and i feel it weighing down
my heart, my smile.... oh! and
the best thing is?
she doesn't even know!

it was serendipity
even before i knew what
the word meant or was supposed
to mean... she happened to me
and the funny thing is -
she doesn't even know!!

she doesn't even know
that someone admires her
and smiles at her joy-inducing smile
adds her to the count of little joys in his life
and now he says a muted good bye,
which, she will not see… not know!!!

David Antony, 

Thursday, March 29, 2012

The Spelling Mistake...

he spelt it wrong, your name
first time around and then
he faltered with the punctuation
but did he get the meaning wrong?
or did you notice only such things
like grammar, but not the lyrics of the song?


you spelt it right, his name
every time you did so
and never faltered with the commas
or with the million rules of grammar
but did you convey what your heart said?
or just noticed how much and where he erred?


maybe you both got it wrong
first time around and every time since
and maybe you spoke on different planes
and thereby thought about different stakes
maybe you were an adjective as in the thesaurus
and he was just a spelling mistake...

Thursday, March 22, 2012

The Walls...

all around, four walls
silent, gazing, unmoved but there
they have seen people come and go
and they have only been fair
to hear, not hear
but stand still, at ease
and speak or not speak of
what transpired - tumult or bliss?

if they could speak
if they could tell each other
what they thought of some
and what they thought of the others
would they speak of the people
the ones that came in and walked out...
would they speak of the silence
and how some souls ramble about?

joined shoulder to shoulder
looking at each other night and day
would they talk about the lonely eyes
that stared at them from near yet away
about the passion shared,
and would they speak of the throes
the gasps and the shudder and the whispers?
would they talk about everything they've heard and known?

of the lonely soul that longed for company
the listless couple that longed to be alone
of the kindly soul with a smile of gold?
and the cruel man with a heart of stone?
would they cry with the broken hearts
and shed tears of joy and sorrow as shed?
launch sighs at the sighful moments
and shudder as they see things they dread?

they might, they might not
we dont know but people, they
will come and they will go - journey
through their lives and at some point stay
enclosed by these walls, looking up, wondering
do they see and hear me? will they
talk about  me when am gone?
they might, they might not - that's all i can say...

David Antony

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

The Search...

Why do I look for you
In the streets, in the sky? everyone I see
in the clouds passing by?

Why do I crane my neck
to look for you in the flowers?
And stare at my watch,
finding you in every moment, every hour?

Why do I look everywhere
when I know you are on my mind…
..and in my heart, isn’t that where I should
look and isn’t that where you, I’ll find?

David Antony

Thursday, March 08, 2012

hApPy Women's Day!

To all the wonderful women i've known, crossed paths with, and walked together...

Thursday, March 01, 2012

An Answer to The Elevenses Tag!

A quick background: 

So Usha, who is on a Quest on Overdrive writes really amazing stuff and i land up on her post like a night owl in no time :D one fine morning in the middle of the night ;) i see this post, The Elevenses Tag :) and find that am tagged and have to answer eleven questions about myself... the lady is generous enough to give me the choice of replying in prose on my other blog or try it poetically here... i took the path less traveled and that has made all the difference :P - as in i became the procrastinator i am and managed to finally write only last night...and here i am:

The 11 questions, i had to answer about myself:
1. In one word, what have you gained, in life, that you hold most precious? (there, that rules out “weight” )
2. In three words, a pet peeve?
3. A word you think you use a lot, unconsciously ?
4. What is it that you love to do, most, and would rather spend your time doing it
5. What do you think others think of you?
6. Who would you say made you who you are today (other than your parents, if that is what you would answer )
7. What gives you joy?
8. Your all time inspiration?
9. If you could go back to one moment in your past, which moment would it be?
10. Do you believe in alternate lifetimes? If so, what is the you there doing now? (It’s actually one question, with two parts )
11. What makes you you?

And my answers:
Open notepad,
big smiles - and i sit and wonder
for days since i've got the tag....
to rhyme or not to
might be the question
but are the answers ready in my bag?

Dig deep,
dig more - and i speak of wonders
for i know the answer, know the trend
in one word, what i have gained
that's close and most precious
it has to be, without blinking, my super-awesome friends!

Think now,
a li'l more - a pet peeve?
and say it in as many words, but three!
the first thing that strikes my mind
the first thing i will say is - honking
is a "sin (of the) highest degree"!

Recall now,
Consciously and not -
the word i use the most?
when happy, super-happy
and even when am sad -
"Awesomeness", takes the toast!

Blush now,
for i need to say
what is that the most i love?

i dont have to think much
for i love the rains and the mist the most
and to spend time in the rain and how!

I do not think
of what others think of me
for i am on the brink of insanity
and if they think of me so
i would grin, shamelessly so
and keep smiling in endless glee!

run the scenes of my life
to think what made me who i am today
can't pin point on one li'l-big thing
has to be a mix of experiences
- a mix of the black, white and the gray!

Hark, we speak of joy!
and do i not smile?
when we think of this prospect bright?
for it is easy to make me happy

li'l things are all that matter; but for now
i can say, it gives me joy any day to sit, grin, and write :D

they come to me
in all shapes and sizes and styles
i get inspired by the smallest of things
the sight of rains, the feel of mist
a kind word or the simplest of smiles!

Travel in time?
and if i could go back to
one moment in my past...
will definetely be to the dingy hostel room
where we made friends for a lifetime
where we fought, laughed, and had a blast!

Lifetime number two?
oh yes, i do and right now
i am flying... and this cape doesnt fit right
but i will get there, will save the world
when am done with saving myself of
this tangled cape and be able to sit upright! ;)

what makes me, me
is again a mix of things
a pinch of salt, hint of spice, a dash of lime
such is the concoction
and when shaken together
stirred/unstirred and you have me at my prime! :D

03/01, David Antony

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Oh that she's frowning!...

oh that she's frowning
oh see her scorn
makes me go weak again
makes me love her more!

the way her eyes look at me
the way she tries to show anger
only tells me she loves me so -
only tells me to love her more!

she tells me she wont talk to me
but she wants me to talk right now!
she looks away but she looks for me -
only making me pine for her more!

she catches my smile
and tries to send back a frown..
to tell me hidden behind that veil
is a heart that loves me more :)

- David Antony, 02/23

Thursday, February 16, 2012

On a High!...

i'd like to romance
all of them
in my own time
in my own style
as one by one
they appear
dancing in front of my eyes
teasing, seducing
leaving me high, sometimes dry...

i'd like to be touched
by all of them
in their own time
in their own style
one by one
they touch
and are gone
walking in front of my eyes
alluring, enticing
sometimes i ask how, sometimes why...

i'd like to succumb
to all of them
in their own time
in their own style
one by one, and together
i feel them
and then dont
playing on my mind
revealing, reveling
sometimes i feel high, sometimes i sigh... :)

for the joy of writing, and the company of words
to their reveling, revealing, alluring
I lay bare…I give in.. I am on high.. I sigh…

- David Antony, 02/16

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

He writes, in his heart...

the beauty of his lips touching yours
far surpasses a poet's verse
but when he speaks of moments such
it's beauty breathes life in his words

for he spoke not of things grand
nor things yet unseen, untold
your faintest smile, your simplest glance
in his heart he writes and holds :)

David Antony, 02/14

Thursday, February 02, 2012

Beyond the 14" inch screen...

"lol", she said,
or she laughed?
yes, i guess she did
at me? my jokes?
Couldnt figure out yet
behind and beyond this mesh
of wires, screens and IM windows
"lol" is all that it showed...

we talked
about our dreams
the horizons we'd travel to
today? tomorrow?
couldnt say when
for hidden behind all these windows
beyond my fourteen inch screen
was a smile i hadnt yet seen..

days, months went by
and the laugh, i hadnt heard
the smile not seen yet
when? anytime soon?
wasn't sure if i would
but i still looked up and called out
right across the room she sat, still
and "lol", she said, "look at your screen and reply, you will?"


Saturday, January 28, 2012

Our Story

the lips i kissed
the hand i held
the breath i felt
wasnt yours..

the dreams i saw
the hurts i bore
the path i trod
were all mine...

the flowers i plucked
the lines i wrote
the tunes i hummed
werent for you

the sighs that passed
the tumult that brewed
the tears that flowed
were all mine....

the pages that were turned
the book that was shut
the story that ended
is ours.


(Photo clicked @ Powai lake, Bombay, May 2009)

Monday, January 16, 2012

Rescuing the wings

(we were doing random tp when this pigeon fell in front of us - it was injured; We tried to locate vets around and finally had to rush it to the Parel Animal hospital hoping it would surive. It did not. Dedicating this one to the wings that wont spread again...)

Fly away,
you have wings..
Soar, glide
the sky's in your stride!

You stare at me helpless
i do likewise...
you have wings, can't fly
with none, i want to take to skies

hurt in the heart -
does that clip your wings?
The pain must be much to bear
can see it in your stare...

breathe not, like this
as if it is your last
am hoping the heart mends
help is round the bend!

you blinked once, twice
was that to say good bye?
i will never know...
Maybe, i'll ask the skies...