Falling in love with you

True love

Did you fight so bad that you thought days were end
Did you cry so hard that the rains stopped pouring
Did you miss someone so bad that your heart stopped beating?

Did you wake up to a never ending void
Did you anticipate a bad omen in the middle of sunshine
Did you hear the wind whispering someone’s name?
Did you listen to the rings of the phone that didn’t ring

Did you see little red hearts instead of the stars
Did you see rainbow in the rains?
Did you sleep with someone to wake up to a dead pillow
Did you feel the shoulder caressing when you were down

Did you cry in happiness?
No?
Then you are not in love.

Debut Drizzles

An earth day poem.

Why was I so restive today?
Why was I so keen?
Was it the elusiveness of tomorrow?
Or the man who lives across the lane?
Was it my soul that’s searching still
Some kind of resolution, I do not quite know
I slept off pensive groping for the light
An earthy smell woke me up to the usual evening
The drizzles soaking earth and the dying sun
A rendezvous much imminent
The evening wasn’t normal
The first rains of the season never is
The fatigue quenched soon to the geometric rains
The patterns seen and coveted
And an evening laced with ecstasy
Soon it would bring in serenity.

You are my world

One Word Most Cliched yet Most Empowering: Friendship

You have offered
Some cadaveric moments
Absorbing into purple ashes
Of some do not exist kinda state
And then a skyful of ecstasy
Some absolute, honest bliss
And, I, a reborn gold phoenix of spring,
Offer you my gratitude.
You have given me friends.

The sunset, the silver crescent and me

Originally published on Triond

The scarlet sunset all set to die
Leaving me with a numbness
That I didn’t feel for a long time
The world has gone oblivion
I sit like a cadaver witnessing another day die
Probably the only witness
Who can vouch that the day did happen
The sun slopped down behind the darkness
Leaving me more dead
A while later I saw the sparkles and the silver crescent
The darkness came with glittering glory
The breeze started to blow on my face
I lifted myself, went out, looked up
I laid my recovering semi-numb body on the dry porch
Looking up, gazing and reading the endless story
Suddenly, the night started to live
And so did I.

Solitude

Originally published on Triond

It seems time has numbed
The wind has missed whispering
The sky is yellow, burning golden bright
Burning my within to dead ashes
Vulnerable, stony, I am a cadaver
Being without you is a sin
Now, the heat has stopped
The sun seemingly pacified
The breeze cajoling the trees
It’s just started to rain inside
You are gone
Yes, you are gone.

Mobile life

Originally published on Triond

As I move past the green avenues
Vast fields and the endless path
I realize that life is in motion
It’s moving eternally, non-stop, relentless
Life never stops living, does it!
It never says no to what’s in front of it
It continues, whatever come may
Doing its job, integrated and unmoved
It’s us who stop, lament and live on the memories
Memories have a shelf life
And letting go of the ones that hurt
Moving , breathing life, living to the fullest

Being a father

Originally published in Triond

“One of life’s greatest mysteries is how the boy who wasn’t good enough to marry your daughter can be the father of the smartest grandchild in the world.”

The man eyes the rogue
Guarding his girl like a wounded lion
He felt like piercing those eyes
That told of lewd cravings
It seems not so long when he was one of them
He used to flaunt being immoral
He was lewdness personified
Life hasn’t changed much since
Only that he has a daughter now
Who made him respect women.

Dream Board

Originally published in Triond on June 2011

It’s all fresh, all new, lovely
The air smells different
The animals curious
Its spring the year round
The muscle twitches, eye lid flutters
The world around is clueless, beautiful.
Something new is happening
The sound of life changing
Everything is fresh and full
I am building, intending, knowing
It is all I need to know
All else is just landscape
Sand, scrub and grime.

Rainbow life

Originally published in Triond in July 2011

The dark cloud did barely made visibility
Through the dark avenue.
I was riding past the darkest of woods
With much hollowness and silence
It was a long journey of wish unfilled and seething pain
A journey, a nightmare no one should ever live
The nature was still and poignant
Sombre, sorrowful at my tears
I couldn’t remember how long I had traveled
All I could remember was
Hollow darkness and numbing pain.
Suddenly, I felt a sweet breeze brushing my face
Soothing my eyes and loving me
I felt like being loved again
I felt belonged and connected
I opened my eyes to light
And to the most beautiful of rainbows.

A Flower Tells Hundred Words…

Originally published in Triond on June 2008

Pristine, chaste, tender, intense
A flower shows us the way to God
Or way to our inner selves, our soul
It brings in a sense of awe, wonder, peace
Love, memories, nostalgia
Every time I look at a flower – dew fresh and serene
I feel, I am looking at the eyes of a naive child
A child, who is eager to be cuddled and touched
I touch the tender petals, breathe the aroma
And leave it there to grow to feel the bliss forever

When someone makes your day

Originally published in Triond on June 2008

My days have been dull, dogged
I was sinking in to a deeper labyrinth
Day in and day out struggling to breathe
To breathe in deep
It was my earnest endeavor to live
Then one fine day
You sprinkled the glitters
The glitters of love and blessings
Only to rejuvenate my soul
To a greater reality
A reality of being blessed to be fine
Of being the best.

Virgin love

Originally published in Triond on May 2008

You wish to go to a river side
Work doesn’t amuse you anymore
Filthy politics took the place of credibility
You had always wished to go to a river
It need not be blue, picturesque
A river – immaculate and transparent
The water fuller and not much rippled
The lucidity in which we can see each other
We can look into each other’s eyes
And understand what we want.
Yes didn’t we always want that?
A transparent love!

Killer sadness

Originally published in Triond on May 2008

Nothing can make me cry
Nothing can kill me
The way your sadness does.
I can brave the bitter world outside
I can live the life as it comes
I know I can
You know I can.
So why are you sad?
What makes you lost?
Why do you ruin the moment?
By reasoning about things I wish to forget?

I forgot

Originally published on Triond in May 2008

I forgot
I forgot to ring you
You had been waiting
Waiting lonely and distressed
Waiting could be killing
It’s more killing to know, I have made you wait!
I pretended
I pretended that I forgot
I missed death by seconds
I might not have lived
Lived to ring you
To say that I am sorry, I have made you wait!

You came to me

Originally published in Triond on May 2009

Being in love is an endless story which is better when remains unexplored….

You came to me
Like a storm
Like a torrential rain
Changing my dusk to dawn
You came to me
Like a freshness
Like an angel
Changing the alphabets of my life
Stirring my internal organs to a strange sensation
You came to me like an endless story.

What is love

Originally published in Triond on May 2009

Love should be transparent and immaculate or else it’s not love at all.

You wish to go to a river side
Work doesn’t amuse you anymore
Filthy politics took the place of credibility
You had always wished to go to a river
It need not be blue, picturesque
A river – immaculate and transparent
The water fuller and not much rippled
The lucidity in which we can see each other
We can look into each other’s eyes
And understand what we want.
Yes didn’t we always want that?
A transparent love!

My love kills me

Originally published on Triond on May 2008

Your words kill me to death. Why do you doubt my love?

You told me that I was being smart!
What made you think that?
How can you question my integrity?
My righteousness, my love?
Don’t you know how much I love you?
Don’t you know how much I care?
I am mere cadaver without you.
Your words are like sword
That aims at my soul direct
Cuts it to pieces
Sometimes it shreds my heart
I fail to revive.
I fail to live.
But I never fail to love.

Your smile

Originally published on Triond on May 2008

Your smile kills
Kills the bad spell
Bad spell of obscurity, dinginess and solitude
I get revived instantly
Just like breathing in more freshness, more newness
More lives, more of your magic charm
More of you

It's but life

Originally published in Triond on May 2008

I sit alone with my friend – my solitude, my destiny
With no one to soothe me, no one to excite me
It’s only intricacies that make up life
Life is but complacency
Life is but obscurity
I am killed to life