Nothingness

The end of the road
No more journeys or rest home
Only nothingness

It was yesterday
Looking at the sky, he smiled
Today, it's raining!

The changes we ask
of those who loved and loves us
change us more than them

Who suffers alone?
Who embraces solitude?
One who holds the pen.

Tragedies, Comedies

Tragedies
are the best
comedies

When I suffer
I know
You smile

Lost Spring

Dry clouds
No sign of rain

Summer overstayed
Monsoon delayed

My Spring
Lost in between

Parched Heart
Saturated Emotions
The former's pride
The stubborn latter

Monsoon of Love
lay waiting

Flowers And Leaves

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Bright pastel flowers
like luscious lips
charm men,
birds
and insects alike

Leaves grow
in different shades
of green -
green with
envy

Spring

Covers came apart
Life was waiting to break through
My Spring now blossoms!

A Day Of Love?

February 14:
The heart was pierced,
it bled dry
and died

Fools now
celebrate it
as a day of Love!

When we stop to care
Only the best still holds on
Soon, nothing remains.

Course Of Love

In the course of Love,
When the feeling comes and goes,
It takes more than gives.

Family Matters

Family matters:
The ones who have it - complain
Those who don't - miss it!

Remains Of The Pain

Another year gone...
another date to strike-through...
Memories remain

Different places...
and in different time zones...
Hearts feel the same pain

Broken, fragmented...
incoherent moments are...
Her only remains

It's not forgotten...
Not quite remembered as well...
What gives such pain!

Some part lives in you...
And some part resides in me...
so much still remains

We will see it through;
The pain that remains...
and the remains of the pain

Morning Walk

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Bougainvillea
white, red, pink and yellow
missing the colour purple

open sky
narrow lanes
clustered forest
fresh air

thirsty bottles walk
hand in hand
benches rest
every now and then

morning banters
breathing in and out
stretching left
stretching right
stretching front and back

sleepy nights wake up slow
young and old faces glow
in the morning sun yellow

the gypsy world travels through
the nooks and corners
mute no more
my morning walk
goes home to rest

Sleepless Summer

cooler - loud and hoarse
summer nights vapourise sleep
eyes wide
frozen dreams

Doubt

The moment you think
This may not be what it is
It ceases to be

Fine Today

An impending doom,
It's all going to end soon.
Today, I am fine.

Judge Me Not

Make me or break me
Judge me not from what you hear
but from what you feel

May Longings

An afternoon brews
Sultry Summer Sweats all through
Desires deepen

Who Am I?

A Hope that soon dies
Or am I the Summer rain
of short existence?

Morning Paper

Morning Paper!
Window to my information
Dipped in morning tea

Rendezvous

It's a rendezvous
Meeting of two hearts and minds
Expectations high!

Heaven

Sleepy afternoon
Dreams of a far away land
Heaven in His arms

Seasons In Delhi

Seasons in Delhi:
Summer melts, Winter freezes
Monsoon's always late!

Good Morning!

yellow horizon
flowers yellow
from the rock rusty brown
leaped the sun yellow
a good morning in the making

The Last Kiss

The last kiss goodbye
Devouring body and soul
Then, to starve for life

Silence

Before the goodbyes
And after it's said and done
Silence takes over

Need

Needed to be held
To be hugged and kissed goodnight
Cried myself to sleep

Imbalance

Seen too many deaths
Somehow lived through all of them
One life too many?

Conflict

Something to fight for
or something to fight against.
Conflict runs the world!

(Un)Said And (Un)Done

of all that was said...
and done...
what was left unsaid...
cannot be undone...

Free Moment

This moment is free...

Past - taxing, Future - unbilled...
Let's live this moment!

His Moon

The Sun is rising...
His Heart is lonely again...
His Moon is dying...

Evolving Past

Looking back, again...

All things good and all things bad...
Still changes with Time...

Songs In A Breeze

When you sing, I dream
No care for the world but you
I build, dwell ‘our’ home

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Let’s walk together
I can feel the breeze coming
Perhaps it will rain

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It’s been a long while
The words, the songs and the wind
Still it seems so fresh

Nightmares

Sun-rays paint the room
Two tired eyes finally close
Dreams rise. Night’s mare sleeps.

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Huge black door cringes
Darkness crawls out. Arms open
Night creeps in. I sink.

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Hard days - sleep deprived
Broken bones, strained flesh, need rest
Some nights never ends

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The shadow looms large
Sweet dreams: the child smiles
Soon a scream follows

More You Than Me

More beautiful than anything else that's beautiful in the world...
you are more woman than any woman could ever be...

the innocent charms...
a giggle and an outburst of laughter...
merrier than the lark in the warm spring morning...
you are more free-spirited than any bird could ever be...

the silent heartaches...
reminders of the forgotten world...
crawling under the skin...
stealing me away from myself...
you are more burdened than any wanting soul could be...

Since the day I have known you I have forgotten what it is to be me...
I'm more of you and less of me than I've ever been...

Love And Time

Time knew why I couldn’t be with you…
Time knew why you couldn’t be with me…
Yet Time never told any one of us, what would become of us…

The feeling was just right all through…
We knew what we felt for each other…
But I knew you loved me when you had left…
You knew I loved you when I didn’t come back…

You were my only, my other half…
I was your soul-mate, yours forever…
But I let you go when you held on to me…
You had moved on, when I came back for you…

The difference between a fairy tale and a never after…
Is how the game was played by the Time Master…
A moment sooner or a moment later…
A love attained could be lost again…

Time – the greatest friend and the deadliest foe –
Of love and lovers… they just don’t know…

And so the story goes…
Of how love became true when it was lost…
And lovers meant for each other, when they lost in touch…

Across The River

This river never dries… it flows through the valley of love…
and feeds on the lovers’ cries…
Come and wash your pain away... dip your feet in the water…
on the soft grass you can lay…
Feel the caress of the breeze… close your eyes and sleep…
let the pain go with ease…

Slip into a peaceful dream… hold onto hopes of morrow…
float in the moonlight beams…
Create a space in your heart… drain all your hurt out…
and prepare for a fresh start…
Build a bridge in the morning… and walk across the river…
for your life will be waiting…

Pain comes and goes… like everything else in life…
they are your friends as well as foes…
Treat them well and equal… learn from their lessons…
or your sufferings will be dual!
We are lost in our pain… in hope we are found…
and discover the magic of life again…

A-maze-ing Lines...

few lines i drew... some of the lines were you...
few lines were mine... some lines undefined...
no two lines were the same...
a line drawn sooner... a line drawn later...
a line a little shorter... a line a bit longer...
the lines were all straight...
but they created a maze...

and now i just stand here...
staring at my creation...
i was supposed to find my way... to you...
but i no longer know where am i and where are you...

if our lives are defined by the lines...
add me to those lives, who are lost in their own lines...

...To Our Nights Together

The breeze was calling me... as it touched me tonight...
it had your fingers and your eyes...
it could see how much I longed for you...
it could feel how much you were missed...

The dreams were calling me... a hope for tomorrow...
the dreams we wove together...
walking hand in hand...
we were living those moments...
of hearts beating faster... of love getting stronger...

not quite the strangers...
not quite the lovers... yet...
two souls longing... longing to be entwined...

and like any other day...
the wait is waiting again...
but with the hope it will soon end...

The Need… To Live

It’s never clear what we need
How less is less, how much is greed?
I take one step at a time
Every step new and sublime
What wrong I do or going to?
Is right, right all the way through?
Making sense of the puzzle I lead
Each piece broken, each piece bleeds
If I could salvage, would I try?
Should I wait for life to come by?
How to fix the missing links?
Clues written in invisible inks
What I want is a feeling within
I will only know when it sinks in
How do I go and where to find it?
When the feeling comes bit by bit
The blame is always hanging close
The beauty dies of an overdose
The mystery of the magic in between
Lies in the moments that have been
If only we could live our past
We’ll know how long it would last
The crowding voices all around
Can my peace ever be found?
All that is familiar soon wears out
Revealing contempt and some doubts
Can we always make it work?
Eating with knives and forks
Will you know if I was drowning deep?
Or think I’m in a peaceful sleep?
Too many sockets, too many wires
Can I live with unconnected desires?
Waiting for the message in a bottle
Crack the code or burst the bubble
A long walk on an endless shore
I can feel there is something more
In the company of circumstance
I’m living life by taking my chance
An end is inevitable for us all anyway
I would have lived if I lived just a day