Monday, November 3, 2014

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Latte to Indulge...

Up above is sad,
Dull and grey;
Down below is wet, 
With slight spray.

I’m caught in drizzle, 
It sounds like a sizzle; 
A latte to indulge,
As I waited and mulled.

Forgot my umbrella,
And the raincoat;
Such a dillema,
Should I wait or walk?

Cheers!
Hammett


Angel in a Star

I want to stay here for a week or two;
Relaxing calmly today, enjoying the view,
Where the ocean water is clear blue,
And with nightfall a chilly wind blew.

I want to sleep here on the beach tonight;
Gazing the night sky for the angel in a star,
Lying by the shore with a candle light,
Playing a tune on my acoustic guitar.

I want to wait here till you come down;
Watching out for the brightest of all,
Outshining the moon, with you crown,
Wearing over a fancy Arabian shawl.

Cheers!
Hammett

Friday, October 31, 2014

Her Wasted Longing

She belongs to no one,
Wondering about quite freely;
She longs for just one,
Pondering her options wisely;
She implores more than once,
Honoring her heart shyly;

She makes not a puss,
Absorbing her reaction sadly;
She moves without a hush
Resisting her feelings finally
She parts, finally done,
Waiting for long, calmly.

Cheers!
Hammett

Drifting with the Tide

Bumpy and shaky,
On this ferry ride;
Sunny and windy,
Rolling with the tide;
On my way to getaway 
From Male to Villigili today.

Crowded and busy
Strangers in every seat;
It's making me a bit giddy,
The dance to a wavy beat,
As the ferry drifts with the tide,
On this short ride, and here we arrive.

Cheers!
Hammett

Survivor In A Beautiful Shell

Nomad of the deep,
Is very fast underwater;
Lay eggs on the beach,
And extremely slow walker;
Rests idly on the reef,
And surfaces timely to breath.

Though everyone keeps adoring,
Few lucky ones get to go
Into the water, exploring 
the reef with a GoPro,
Where this beauty rests
lazily on its breasts;

At ease in a beautiful shell,
a survivor in a few hundred;
It’s mother never bid farewell
and most siblings got hunted.

It will never see its many kids,
Neither would they ever see her;
Parenthood for it, Nature forbids,
For a century-long life traveling far.

Cheers!
Hammett

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Wedding Showers


Riding after work,
On a flooded road,
Splashing as I go,
Wearing my raincoat;

Stressed after work,
In formal attire,
Drenched I rode,
To heart's desire,

To a friend's wedding,
Many showed in this weather,
To offer their blessing,
For a lifetime together.

Cheers!
Hammett

Outcry of Nature

Dawned with torrential downpour
Flooding the city as sky outfall 
with earth shattering thunderstorm
and continuous heavy downfall

Stormed out of bed too early,
Scared by the sounds unearthly,
Just after sunrise at six thirty,
It’s still dark, gloomy and cloudy.

Facebook, Instagram and Twitter
and every online local newspaper
Posted updates and every picture,
of thunderous outcry of Nature 

Cheers!
Hammett
Image source: Lhoha Ant

Mystery in the Woodland

There was a huge tree; centered in thick woodland growth,
Standing tall and free, appeared like the king of the grove,
Thick and twiggy arms, spread-out wide providing shade,
Safe from harms way, his countless followers never strayed.

On a wooden bench, by this very large tree, she sat alone;
Hiding in a trench, I peeped from afar, quiet and still like a stone;
Made my gut wrench, as the wind brought to me that cologne,
With her signature scent; to the smell of it, roses started to bloom.
Birds flew around singing, as branches of the tree leisurely swayed;
And she kept grinning, as if she can see, but well hidden i stayed;
Her curvy figure swinging, she started walking across the glade;
My cheeks twitching, I smiled as she approached calling my name.

With a pleased tone, she asks “why are you inside there, why hide”?
The truth I told, and the rest of the story, we agreed to seal tight.
A story untold, what happened lived in the woods whom we did confide;
Their king hold, his countless followers to their words, far and wide.

Cheers!
Hammett

image source [here]


Tuesday, October 28, 2014

In My Dreams

In my dreams,
You sway to the beat I play;
You play with your hair as you slay
Me, with how you gaze into my soul,
Wearing your dazzling smile,

In my dreams,
You dance on your toes,
You glance at me timidly as you pose 
And shy away in a resisting way, 
Knowing you wanted to stay, 

In my dreams,
You fall into my arms,
Your shawl covering your youthful charm 
And we dance on the beach that night,
Smiling under the moonlight.

In my dreams,
You homed when I slept,
You stoned me with glamour when you stepped,
Now I must bid farewell to reality,
Into dream world of fantasy. 

Cheers!
Hammett

Six Years Ago Today

This was 6 years ago today;

I should go back to college,

Before memory fades away,

To get what I learnt polished;

I should go back and study,

Before I get old and pudgy. 

Cheers!
Hammett

A Thousand Fantasies

She lives to read anything writers give,
Books her weed and she reads to live;
Neck bent in a bow like author of the book,
She does it like how flame does to wood;
Newspaper or a magazine, a blog or an old classic,
Like a shot of adrenaline, makes her feel fantastic. 

Anything she can get, confined in her room;
Anytime she’s all set, satisfied in a quiet gloom;
Living a thousand lives, in quite a different world,
In most she thrives, and declines barter for gold;
She’d prefer a dream, of a lifetime in a fantasy,
For which she’d redeem, anything of value in reality.

Cheers!
Hammett

Monday, October 27, 2014

Surrender to Silence

In stillness you will hear, the deep inner voice in you,
resonating loud and clear, quite colorful and all true;

For this you must surrender, and be calm and still too,
In the silence tender, as subconscious sees through;

In solitude you will discover, your reflection and shadow,
Inside-out, allover and under, you may find it sad and blue; 

Wrapped at rest in nature, your inner strength will grow,
And your body will nurture, making you happy and aglow. 

Cheers!
Hammett

Rooted on the Seashore

Silhouetted against the sky at dusk
Reserved and timid to be seen along
The golden horizon, covered in husk,
I'm fixed here from dusk to dawn, for lifelong; 

Taking refuge from the sky up high,
Burned and washed-out in sun and rain,
Growing ever bright, it helps beautify;
I'm rooted here all alone, with Nature I sustain. 

Standing on ground close to the seashore,
Quenching thirst with saline water mostly,
Surviving as I grow, into the earth my feet bore;
I'm planted here on sand, in a place remotely. 

Cheers!
Hammett

Photo credits: Hussain Waheed

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Peppermint Tea or Black Coffee?

For a quick path to a restful sleep,
And the battle against sleep deprivation,
Take a cup of peppermint tea, for it’s deep
relaxation, if not for just the sensation;

Instead of the usual cup of coffee, black,
I’m getting more used to nightly routine,
Of sipping a cup before hitting the sack;
Usually a cup of peppermint or tea, green.
Goodnight! 

Cheers!
Hammett

Colors of Twilight

In varying colours, from pink to blue,
Sun ends the day with a bold highlight;
Painting the sky with a golden hue,
As day and night meets at twilight;
The wind and everything else stands still,
As do I, enjoying the moment's thrill.

Cheers!
Hammett

Thoughts Straying in Words

In the City, I don't really belong
Where it's chaotic and crowded;
In the sea, all day and nightlong,
Where materialistic life enshrouded,
By the ever-changing scenic view,
Of the creative arts, Nature drew; 

In the sea, steering about in a boat,
With a grey-haired man and his wisdom;
Waking about on a beach, of an island remote,
Or drifting with the current of underwater Kingdom;
Here I am, with thoughts straying endlessly;
When I'd rather be, close to nature where it's heavenly.

Cheers!
Hammett

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Traffic Interrupts Rhythmic Stride

Not easy for a walker, a driver or a biker;
Doesn’t matter the mode of transport;
It's not the place for walker or a hitchhiker,
Where road etiquette is the last thought;

Just strolling around the city,
Listening to to a country beat;
During the rush hour, its a pity,
No sidewalk on the narrow street;

The speeding traffic interrupts
my thoughts and rhythmic stride;
Pedestrians dashing abruptly obstructs
My walk, cut short for tonight. 

Cheers!
Hammett

Why I Write

A good song that you heard,
A simple phrase that you read;
A fine post that a friend shared;
Or a lost notion in your head;
Can be a strong motivation 
To express your imagination

When the moment grabs me,
I tend to write with passion,
Mostly for the sake of clarity, 
Just about anything random;
It can be emotionally strong,
Or meaninglessly dry and long.

Cheers!
Hammett

Image source [here]

Friday, October 24, 2014

Exploring with One-Breaths

Gravity downs me to the surface,
Of the deep blue ocean's wildness,
Unsettling and creating tidal surges,
In my attempt to land with smoothness;

Exploring a portion of the vast oceans,
Throat locked, with gentle strokes on the fin;
Conscious and relaxed, going in slow motion,
Gets chilly, without a wetsuit, in bare skin;

Every weekend, with many one-breaths;
Head down, with least effort on the body;
In my endeavor to reach extreme depths,
Without scuba, in free diving as a hobby

Cheers!
Hammett