Never thought distances would be of this sort,
when you sit right in front of me,
But you are no more mine,
our relation is distant that the closeness of our bodies,
You were like the scent in a breeze,
You were like the breath that held me alive,
You were, once upon a time,
what you are'nt anymore,
I hear some soft footsteps,
that used to tremble my heart beats,
I still hear them in the brisk leaves,
and the pounding rain,
But when I dare to look across the door,
Silence prevails in its infinite bounty,
and I realize,
those sounds were just the echo of my own thoughts.
As we sit against one another today,
smitten by the hazed mirror of past,
Our eyes bear the curtain of anonymity,
and I wish,
If they had to look across this barrier,
They'd better have pulled across the curtain amongst us,
before we ever laid eyes on each other.
May 2, 2013
May 2, 2013 at 1:14 PM UTC
My strength, my being, my colour , my pride,
The soil I was born from,
A breath of that nation, I am.
My mother, my family, is this nation,
The successor of a profound civilization,
The sky I fly in, the freedom I spoil in.
The borders that define me,
The states which surround me,
A culture which builds in every word I speak.
I will be born here time and again,
To repay my debts of life and death,
A nation which will store my identity, past time, past life.
Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 1:59 PM UTC
A maze is what you are,
Dwindling with the strands of hope,
A hope to find out the hidden way to my heart,
I have wandered so far, so long,
Yet I am not even close to your presence,
I may fall blindly into your illusions,
That bereft me of pain and pain, but some more,
Your silhouette puzzles me past these though,
And then again I stroll with the same hope,
A hope of insanity to find you!
You, are my soul mate hidden past these walls,
And I shall meet you on one such crazed end of the maze.
Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 12:01 PM UTC
You have touched my heart, like a smile touches lips,
You have held my hand, the way wind holds the leaf’s arm,
You have looked into my eyes, the way rainbow peeps into the sky,
You have loved me, the way shore loves the ocean,
Lips, touched with the brightness of a smile,
A solitary leaf, now into the arms of the wind,
Rainbow, shimmering in the wet crystals of sky,
Ocean engulfed by the strength of the shore,
Shore, incomplete without the splash of the Ocean.
Love, boundless, infinite, profound.
Jan 26, 2013
Jan 26, 2013 at 12:44 PM UTC
A memory that had kept me awake the whole night,
Took me onto a walk, in the dawns flight,
While a stranger walking past me that morning,
Nodded with a smile and unknowingly swept a tear from my eyes,
A reason to smile back to him, was enough to pave through my solitary plight,
Walking by a lonely pavement one day,
My watch broke away from upon my wrist,
into a splatter upon the cracked road,
I looked upon the shards,
as the last touch of my mother lay scattered bereft and cold,
Just as I was about to hold the cracked glass with a heavy heart,
A tear rolled down my cheek, and was glimpsed by a kind soul,
Who walking past my loss said,
“Don’t let the metal break your heart,
Let the heart breathe life into those shards.”
A smile, a nod, a word, an advice,
A glance of hope, a gaze of strength,
Will find you the way to the happiness deep within,
Happiness, shared by a rose, passed by the wind,
Cradled in the waves of the ocean, lapped in the waving leaves,
All you need is a reason to find its way,
Way to the depths of happiness ,
bundled in the bounties of a thundering heart.
Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 3:04 PM UTC
I wish I could fly like the wind,
across borders, past rivers, like the sky's kin,
I wish to fly past you like a passing breeze,
I wish to hold your hand when your hopes cease,
I wish to breathe within you like the waft of a flower,
I wish to caress your hair, like the streaming drops of a rainy shower,
I wish I could fly like the wind,
across borders, past rivers, like the sky's kin,
I wish I could run ahead of your path,
and warn you of the harm, that awaits with a silent wrath,
I wish like the wind I could spell sounds into your ear,
tell you stories, I live with just your dreams, here,
Apart, aloof of my voice, and thought,
there you reside where your dreams you sought,
I love you is all I hide,
from you, for your dreams to stride,
and so I feel the pain and urge,
to love you more, with each tidal surge,
and so ,
I wish I could fly like the wind,
across borders, past rivers to be your kin.
Jan 18, 2013
Jan 18, 2013 at 12:30 PM UTC
The landscape of a sacred river, which speaks of a story,
The landscape of the life of Lord Krishna,
Krishna, the God of truth and courage,
Krishna , the smile of every living self around,
Krishna , the sound of eternity past lands,
Krishna the bearer of all that is sand and soul,
Krishna, the selfless warrior ,
Krishna, an armor less sculpture , victory residing in his eyes,
Krishna the epitome of love ,
Krishna , who lies in those remains deep down in the sea,
Krishna, past centuries residing in the hearts of millions,
Krishna , visible in the eyes of believers of his love,
Krishna embedded in the sound of every string, every rhythm, every breathe of mine.
Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 11:42 AM UTC
Let your voice for once, listen to your feelings,
For words and tears wait for none,
Let those eyes be as silent as ever,
Else they might speak the bitterness of your heart
Yes I remember those sleepless nights,
And those lamps, that burned with your memories,
Yes those black crisp petals are still afresh with your memories,
As I can still smell the scent of love that lingered around you, within me,
Yes I still remember the sound of your steps under the storm of sunlight,
Narrowing towards me like the ripples of water towards the shore,
Yes I still smell the scent of love that once came with the breeze you brought along,
Now I realize, remembering and dreaming are not so varied after all.
Nov 25, 2012
Nov 25, 2012 at 1:33 PM UTC
Those drizzling mounds are coming my way,
Those moving with speeds of the winds are crowding my day,
I can feel their movement past the vast expanse,
I can sense their arrival while birds gather with their sounds, to dance,
They are near by and their sounds are drowning my senses,
The wind they came with, is spreading the word through fences,
There they come in a giant grey swirl,
with the striking thunder cutting across their curls,
They descend in volumes of sparkling drops,
They ripple apart the surface wide with pops,
The celebration of the heavens adorns the earth,
every living, being and bead now soaks in their mirth.
Oct 2, 2012
Oct 2, 2012 at 2:49 PM UTC
A falling leaf drifted among'st many like herself,
wondering why the others were still as green as supple,
Why the others were held proudly in the breeze,
While she was abandoned, to die and crease,
She pondered upon the rest with haste with greed,
while the thorn tore her apart with a blatant tease,
She could not even turn around to the cursed thorn,
She could not even cry out through the swirling storm,
Just when she was about to succumb to the apathy of fate,
Just when she was to let go the hanging threads of fate,
Did a breeze flew her under the open sky,
Away from the shadows, far away from her cry,
Under the light of freedom, upon the dust of times play,
On the cold black rocks, upon the waterfall's crystal spray,
She found back hope with passing wind and drizzling rain,
She found back her life, just after she was lead by her pain.
Oct 1, 2012
Oct 1, 2012 at 3:32 PM UTC