*What more is being lost,
than not knowing where to go
for the fingers that hover over
the lettered keys have nothing to say*
And the half empty ink-pot
with a dried stuck cap,
is dancing to the cries of
the un-tuned borrowed guitar
mocking the silence of a silent heart
as the shadow of a flame mocks the dark
So long have I whistled this tune,
or is it just my forte?
Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 3:44 PM UTC
The windspan,
of your open arms,
incalculably magnifies
On,the simplicity of
hiding wind in your pockets,
and the stars in your eyes
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 11:36 PM UTC
Its distant that shines so bright
with light and hides
in the birth of every morrow,
Splatter some white in the sky of the night
for a dream that flies so high,
can fetch only sorrow
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 3:18 PM UTC
That perhaps an eon hence,
When time and distance
Will finally set us apart,
And million new stars
Will adorn our skies
Some teeny ticks of time
Would still be when
A strange smile would come,
And curve your fruity lips
For no reason,
That reason, my love
Would be me.
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 11:40 AM UTC
Not that it comes not so oft,
Lifting my spirits in process aloft,
And takes me for a whirl, awhile
O’ thou lovely, shy, smile.
And then comes the ice,
In your stare so vice.
I shudder for a while, recoil
my spirits, as always, get mixed with soil.
-Shekhar Suman
Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 9:52 AM UTC
I wish
A million years hence
basking in the pre-afternoon sun
when i sit,
i smile at how,
my life turned out to be.
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 4:13 AM UTC
This coquettish smile,
I splay every time,
Knowingly,
Unknowingly,
Is cold fire
Born out of
Rubbing thoughts.
Frozen I am,
Was, will be.
Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 7:36 AM UTC
laugh, my laugh
and know the laughs,
cry my cry,
and feel the cries,
glance at the mirror,
with dark dull eyes,
which belong to me,
to watch your lips
curve for no reason.
crawl 'neath my skin,
and live for a day,
for only then you will hear it all,
all my heart has to say.
Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 2:32 PM UTC
As it outbreathed the same yellow light,
The street light purposely hid a smile,
I watched it once, I watched it again,
Smiling it was stuck, crying I walked a mile.
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 4:21 PM UTC
Outside it was the same sight
Yellow light at a distance, infinite
Gazing as I sat tranced
Inbreathing an uncanny delight
Euphoric was the silence,
Quiet was the night,
And the skies proudly recounted
Tales of some morning exploits.
Shekhar Suman
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 6:40 PM UTC