c u on top - satyabrata dam

There are many symbols of love in this picture and of course the way is Love When love is the way One day I will find my way To you No matter who you are No matter where you stay One day I will find my way To you No matter to you I am unknown No matter how much wind has blown One day I will find my way To you No matter where you hide No matter how far you ride One day I will find my way To you No matter how long it takes No matter my heart how much it breaks One day I will find my way To you No matter if I cry No matter if I die One day I will find my way To you No matter if I be the last No matter if you are my past One day I will find my way To you No matter what you are No matter how you are One day I will find my way To you No matter if I go blind No matter if you treat me unkind One day I will find my way To you No matter how long is the way No matter how much I sway When Love is my way I will never lose ...

I am not sure if I am turning into a poet in the last few months since I haven't been able to go to the mountains and it is often said that poetry flows out of a bereaved heart. My blog might now be looking less like an extreme adventure travel and climbing blog but let me assure all of you that more nail biting edge of the seat stories are coming up soon. Meanwhile another rendering of the heart. This one was provoked but not caused by a line that a friend of mine said to me just a day before while we were discussing the friends in our respective lives. It triggered these thoughts and I took out the words from the world around. I have written these thoughts but I am sure it belongs to each one of you, it tells your story too. Somewhere, some time, someone you really loved and cared for did go away. So here's to all of you and to all of us: Why do you hide When I wish to find Why do you run When I wish to bind Why do you stop When I wish to play Why do you cry When I want you g...

This is dedicated to all the women who are and were ever in my life, in whatever way, in whichever form... irrespective of where they are today and with whomsoever since there's no one with me... and all I want is you Do I have to be around When I want to be with you Do I have to hold you close When I am with you Do I have to say the words When I speak to you Do you have to go far When I wish to be with you Do I have to come close When I feel for you Do I have to lie awake To be cuddled to sleep by you Do I have to walk away When rejected by you Do I have to bleed myself For you to say I love you Do I have to buy you presents When all I need is you Do I have to send you flowers When I am sorry for you Do I need to touch your soul When I want to caress you Do I need to meet your eyes When I want to look at you Do I have to tell you lie When I wish to make love to you Do I have to gather you in my arms When I need to uplift you Do I have to love myself The way I love you Do I have to...

The following is dedicated to all women who stir such thoughts in our hearts through the silence of the night. I wonder how you look When you wear only your smile I wonder what you took When you went away for a while I wonder how you passed your day When you had so much on your mind I wonder if you thought of me When you drew the window blind I wonder what you think When you think of nothing at all I wonder what you scribe When in your dream you scrawl I wonder what your heart says When it speaks of me I wonder if then your soul’s restless As it ever can be I wonder if you think of me When the day is dragging along I wonder if you know as I do Together we really belong I wonder how you look at me If you look at me at all I wonder if you hide your pains The way I hide them all I wonder how far will you go Before you know I am not around As you walk will you come to know You trample me beneath the ground I wonder will you ever know How much you meant to me I wonder how long will it take...

There’s no smile Without tear No courage Without fear There’s no darkness Without light No mirth Without plight There’s no now Without a was No would be Without a pause There’s no god Without belief No religion Without relief There’s no love Without pain No thoughts Without brain There’s no rose Without thorn No morsel Without its corn There’s no mountain Without snow No dark nights Without its glow There’s no advance Without retreat No victory Without defeat There’s no death Without life No peace Without strife There’s no one strong Without being weak No one’s bold Without being meek There’s no you There’s no me It’s not life If it’s not we

Nearly fifty percent of all my life's conversation has revolved in and around 'snow' or its derivatives. I can't live without them. I simply love the soft flurry substance that falls so silently from the sky above. Most of my friends are snow lovers too. We just love it, no reasons, no justifications... simple fact of life. Innuits have more than 50 synonyms for snow and ice, I have more. But to put things simply has been the underlying principle of my life. Here's a short verse for all my friends who love snow and love what it does to them, and also for those of you who would want to befriend snow. Believe me, there's absolutely nothing like the snow. Enjoy the thoughts: Soft Snow Silent Snow What I want Do you know Soft Snow Silent Snow Cover the night And its starry glow Soft Snow Silent Snow I am tired Please fall slow Soft Snow Silent Snow Fall hard Let it blow Soft Snow Silent Snow Block the roads For she wants to go Soft Snow Silent Snow I love you Please...

If there is hope It’s in knowing Though all doors have closed for you There are those you haven’t knocked yet If there is hope It’s in knowing Though you have strength left for the last step That you might be just that far away from the top If there is hope It’s in knowing Though it is dark at your corner You haven’t seen all the corners yet If there is hope It’s in knowing Though the world around you has collapsed There are other worlds waiting for you If there is hope It’s in knowing Though the world as you know will end one day You will not be there to see it then If there is hope It’s in knowing Though you lost your race today You gave it your best If there is hope It’s in knowing Though there’s no one who loves you in this world There are those who love you in another world If there is hope It’s in knowing Though you lost your everything There are others who lost even more If there is hope It’s in knowing Though you may never see your loved one again That the world is round and yo...

Another attempt at verse, somewhat. This too, like the earlier one, came out of the blue. When the nights fall I lie still In the darkness of my soul I grope for meanings For moments gone by When the sun awakens I lie still In the brightness of dawn I grope for meanings For moments not yet come When my eyes flutter I lie still In the stillness of day I grope for meanings For moments never going to be When the sun goes down I lie still In the shadows of the dusk I grope for meanings For the moments missed again When stars sparkle I lie still In the moon shine I grope for the meanings For the moments that could have been And when I drop off to sleep I still lie still In the darkness of my soul I grope for the meanings For the moments that brought me The scent of you

The following verse (I hope it is a verse) came to me in my dreams one night. It repeatedly kept knocking on the door to my consciousness. I woke up and wrote it down on a piece of paper. Later I put it up in FB page and lot of my friends seem to like it. I do not claim even remotely to have any head for verse. This came from nowhere and would perhaps remain my only transgression into the poetic world. On hindsight I realize that visions like the accompanying picture often makes me feel the same, a sense of being absolutely nothing and no one. Enjoy... I am no one Just a shadow without form A thought without mind A journey without end A tale without beginning I am you And everyone And I am the crowd Yet I am no one I am the voice without words I am also the face without shape I am the book without plots And A tale without thoughts You see me when I am not around And You hear me when I make no sound I am you I am me I am everyone Yet I am what I am And I am no one