Mr/Ms/Mrs… Late No More

Have you ever wondered 

Why do we call the dead “Late”

The Late Mr so and so

The Late Ms, or Mrs, so and so

But what were they late for?

Definitely not for their Death

Cause death, like time and tide

Waits for no man, or no woman

And happens at the destined time

And when it happens, you can never be late

So definitely death is not late

And if they are late after that

Then they are not to blame

Cause they are dead and gone 

And definitely can be pulled up

For being late!

So if we don’t call them 

The Late Mr so and so

The Late Ms, or Mrs, so and so

What do we call them

Do we call them

As they say in Hindi, Swargwasi

That is Heavenly in English 

But what if they are hell-bound

Would we refer to them as Hell-ly

Now is that even a term?

Or is it a new term that we can coin?

And wouldn’t it be really strange

To call someone heavenly or he’ll-ly

So in the end, 

Though we may never know why

Let’s continue to refer 

To our dearly departed, as the 

The Late Mr so and so

The Late Ms, or Mrs, so and so

Even though we may know that 

The poor soul can be late no more!!!

(Backup) YOU

It’s something we all need to do

But it’s the one thing 

We find the toughest to do

We struggle with it

We doing ourselves about it

We find it difficult to do

To accept ourselves for who we are

The way we are

We crib and cry about our imperfections

Never truly realising 

That these are our perfections

Cause we are perfectly imperfect 

We may be broken

We may be bruised 

But that’s what makes it uniquely you

So be who you are 

Who you are meant to be

There’s no need to be afraid 

There’s no need to hide

Cause one can tell you can’t

So be unabashedly you

Be a rainbow 

Be a unicorn

Be uniquely you

Don’t shy away from your sensuality 

Don’t be afraid to express your sexuality 

Learn to enjoy them both

Learn to own them 

Just as you would of your body

Irrespective of its type

Be proud of who you

Cause the greatest love 

Is learning to love yourself 

And if you can’t love yourself 

How can you love anyone else!

A Lonely Mind

Isn’t it strange

You can be in a room full of people

And still be all lone

All by yourself

As cliched as it may sound

It always hold true

Sitting here on the window sill

Staring out at the streets below

And into the abyss of the night

The street light like little rhinestones 

Studding the velvety road

And the inky blue night sky 

Staring at the night sky

Makes me wish I could fly

To fly out of this place

And go to the place 

Where my heart wants to be

With the one it wants or be with

This heart wants to escape 

To fly away from this place

To be in the place it wants to be

To be with the one it wants to be with

To lay by their side 

To rest my head where their heart is

To be lulled asleep 

By the beating of their heartbeat

But for now I shall be 

Be by myself

To feel all alone in a crowded room

To fret and miss

To hope my heart can be with the one

The one that it beats for

But for now it will live with this loneliness 

I am no Angel... but grateful for who I am

I am no angel

I am no saint

In fact I’m miles away from it

Don’t judge me by what you see

Or what you may perceive me to be

Cause if you peel away the layers you see

You’ll find the real me 

An ordinary soul

A simple but confused mind

Cause I am nothing special

In fact I am bit of a bore

I’m not perfect 

Just perfectly imperfect 

Of mistakes I’ve made my share

And of them I am not ashamed to say

Regretted the ones I’ve made

But I’ve learned to live with them

Learned to learn from them

Avoid having them on repeat

Underneath it all I’m just an ordinary man

There’s nothing special, a fool

In fact a bit damaged and bruised

A bit mental, a bit temperamental 

A lot crazy, cause Crazy is what crazy do

A child at heart not willing to grow up

But forced to grow 

And circumstance is to be blamed

But never truly giving up

A stubborn fool

I’ve loved and I’ve lost

But I hope to love again

I’ve been hurt and I’ve been in pain

And I’ve been the cause of both too

A lost and lonely soul

And though I may try and smile

But my smile may just a frown

I am just a simple man

Asking to be loved for who I am

I am only human like everyone else

And like everyone else 

I have my wants and desires

That which stem of the flesh

And though I may try to be coy and shy

But I know my wants and desires

Sometimes ashamed of it

Other times conflicted about it

But nonetheless wanting it, craving it

But then it’s love that I want

And it often a pit full for this overthinker

I am grateful for everyone in my life

The ones who have come and gone

And the ones who have stayed

For the ones who have left an impression 

A handprint, a picture etched 

On the walls of my mind for all eternity

The ones I cannot do without

The ones who I care for

The ones who I’ve love & will forever love

Family, friends, colleagues, lovers, partners, spouse and offsprings and pets

People who I will hold dear to me

Forever and always and beyond

Life may not be kind

Showing me an oasis 

Only for it to turn out a mirage

But then if life has thrown lemons

It’s also shown me how to make lemonade 

Or have a glass of tequila and toast life

For every sadness it shown me kindness

For every sorrows it has shown me

How to overcome

For every loss it has taught me to overcome

For every pain it has applied a cooling balm

It has helped me heal from every hurt

And though it may scar

It has showed me how to survive

So to conclude this random rambling 

This Rodmaness 

I am no angel

But I am grateful to be me!

I’ve go the Music in ME

As I listen to my music 

I get lost in it

I Want to dance right there

Not bothering anyone would care

Cause I really don’t 

I want to walk in step with the beat

Strutting my stuff down the street

If I had the stuff to strut 

Strutting like a peacock would

I want to walk to the beat

Little hop, a little skip

One step, two steps

A quick step a shuffle

To put the cares of the day behind me

Cause the music does that to me

The rhythm flows like a current in me

I jut want to sway and hum

Sing every word 

Not just mime it

I don’t care what other think

Or say that I croak

I want to be lost in the music

Forget all my cares

Live the words

Live every beat

I just want sway and twirl

A right turn, a left turn

A rounde and a cha cha 

If I ever knew how to do it

Want to move like a Latin dancer

Cause baby these hips don’t lie

And I know have rhythm 

And no two left feet

Definitely not like a stripper

But not really bad at it

I want to kick and flicks

To jive like a crazy fool

Do the Charleston 

Do the Carlton 

To waltz through the day

But never really smooth

I want to trot like the fox

And jitter like a bug

This boy wants to have some fun

People may think of me weird

And those who happen to see me

May take me to be a fool

But they don’t know 

They may never feel

The joy that I feel

The joy that music brings

The joy that dance brings

I don’t really need to know the steps 

Cause I’ve got the music in me 

And rhythm in my soul