Sunday, 22 February 2015

Letting Her Go



And I let the butterfly fly away
Unscathed and untouched
I let the dove out of the cage
Unspoiled and unbroken

As pristine as ever

Melting Hazel of Your Eyes


I feel satiated
Drunk to my fill
As if I had a fine shot of vodka
Or did I get lost forever

In the melting hazel of your eyes?

Love Virgin

And he had the honor of engraving the first letter on the clean slate of her heart. Never would she forget the first. Not even in her sleep. He penetrated all the layers of iron that she had built around her heart shielding it from the emotions and feelings she thought were a sign of weakness. Vulnerability is a trait of the weak and mean she said. But he penetrated the tough exterior all the same. Like a fish diving into the mighty ocean he dived straight into her heart, free and effortless. He sold her the best dreams one ever could. And she bought them. The dreams were just too magical to resist. She felt herself being spun around in a rainbow, flying high in the sky like a nymph. Her defenses could not hold. The mighty iron wall came tumbling down like a castle of sand. All her arrogance, her pride, her ego withered away before the spell he cast. He had the wee bit honor of breaking her. He stained the love virgin with indelible marks on her soul forever. He became a part of her. Something she will never be able to let go of. And she gave a bit of her soul to him. Something she would never have back. He became a part of her literature with the pieces and bits of him peering from her letters. He would always be found in those words if someone ever tried to explore them. Immortalized in the ink of her words for the ages to come.  

Saturday, 21 February 2015

Nostalgia



And the wind caressed my face
Bringing forth
All your velvety whispers
And savory kisses

Back in an instant.

Parting



    

On a foggy eve
In a café
In a beautiful street
In downtown Paris
Two strangers sitting
On a table by the window
A hot cup of cocoa
A macaroon with it
Parting their ways

Strangers



Neither friends nor foes
Neither love nor woe
(The angel and the dove)
We are just strangers

Baring our souls.

Unheard Melodies



You could live in the same house
Under the same roof
For thirty years
And not feel anything
And you could spend
Three days with a stranger
And get pulled in by the whirlpool
Of their unheard melodies
And unsung sonnets
In an instant
Caught in their spell
Forever
Time has been just a lazy spectator
Watching us from a distance
And laughing
As how we fall prey to its infinite traps.

Saturday, 14 February 2015

My Idea Of Heaven




Your idea of heaven is wine and houris
Beautiful women and their splendor
Jewels and diamonds
Sapphires and rubies
Lakes of milk and honey
Palaces and army of slaves
Tell them this is not my heaven
My idea of heaven is a serene green land
A meadow with white flowers
 Where lovers roam
Holding hands
Unafraid of losing each other
Ever
My idea of heaven is an adorable little girl
The cherubic smile on her doting face
Etched forever
My idea of heaven is children
Beautiful cute little children
Lots of them
Their laughs rising like colorful bubbles
My idea of heaven is eternal peace
The bliss which never leaves
The love you forever feel
My idea of heaven is a place
Where a mother never wails
For a dead child
Where a father never lifts a light coffin
Not wines and houris
Nor rubies and sapphires
Not palaces and slaves
My heaven is eternal peace
The bliss which never leaves
The love you forever feel

Friday, 13 February 2015

Effortless




Catching feelings
Like catching cold
On a bitter frost night.



Life As We Know



Hollering desires
Seething emptiness
The missing pieces
The ever present absence
The unbridled heart
Never ending struggles
Unfettered longings
Inciting impulses
Burning temptations
Dark abysses
Intricate mazes
Haunting obsessions
Dancing demons
Endless circle of suffering
Unrelenting chains of pain.

Roadside


Cloudy Sky
Bare trees nearby
Cars swooshing past
Courtyard of a cozy café
Little wooden chairs
And round little tables
Red and white napkins
Polka dots table cloth
Fluttering with the breeze
Yellow roses
Blue vases
Raybans and long coats
Leather jackets and long boots
That fringe on the forehead
Soft murmur on the lips
Never fading smiles
Occasional laughter
Bells tinkling
Glint of the ring
The world wrapped in a rainbow.

Somewhere In The Sky

Clouds scattered
In the deep blue sky
Soft fluffy cotton candy
White as snow
Endless love
Pure bliss.

Tapestries

We are all weaving
the tapestries of our story
And our tapestries are the same
It’s the colors which differ
They have different shades
Their own auras
The stories we weave
Are all one tapestry
It’s our color which
Gives it the touch of our story.


Tonight

Tonight I’m missing you
Like I never have
Snuggling in the blanket
Sitting in my warm bed
I hear your voice
Calling out my name
Again and again
It resonates
The softness of it
Drenched in pure silk
The sweetness
Someone pouring honey in my ears
My heart melts
Soft as wax
Arising feelings
Sweet as hot chocolate,

Drinking In

I am drinking in your love
I’m drinking from all the memories
That we made
I’m drinking the golden syrup
Of the memories
Poured out in silver cups
Basking in ecstatic delight
My soul is singing the same song
It used to sing
When it heard your voice.


Sunday, 8 February 2015

Reminiscence

I remember the poem I wrote
For you
And then sent it all the way
It was a silly one
A simple thing
Yet so full of love
You had loved it
Waking up to it
Reading it first in the morn
You had absolutely adored it
Never did I know
That in the days to come
I would be writing
Verse after verse
Looking for the trail
that disappeared
Into a dark cave
At midnight
In the blue moon.



Paper and Blazing Colors

Whenever I will miss you
I will pour you out
Raw
On paper
Dyed
In blazing colors,

Wednesday, 4 February 2015

Red and Gold

The sun is about to set
The world is dyed in shades
Of orange and gold
The wind becomes colder
I zip up my jacket
Up to the neck
Wrap my arms around me
Feeling the chill
Of the approaching evening
I shudder a little
A strange sadness engulfs me
Taking me in its arms
Ever so gently
Makes me smile
A small tear flows
Out of the corner of my eye
I reminisce
Feeling the sweet pain
Faintly
Somewhere in the heart