Sands clutched within palms,
now my oasis.
The Oceans share my destiny

I want to dance, the dance
Of raindrops
Cavernous steps I'd put along,
in smoked hues of grey,
in clouded cotton.

Melting suns sublimed
o'er dew dropped leaves.
Romantic ballads
on every poets page,
passionate rain and fiery sun staged.

I want to dance, the dance
Of raindrops
While you play harmony,
on the harp.
Once like the wind played,
in my chestnut hair.
The tiptoe of the rain,
bringing childhood memories
of fresh mud alive.

I want to dance, the dance
Of raindrops
The solo they perform in cackles,
of the child nextdoor.
I remember the parched streets,
the thirst song of the kuckoo,
lips dry without you my love.

Oh! How I wish,
I could dance, the dance,
the raindrops danced.
To quench that thirst of rhythm,
My beloved I want to dance.

Fished the mild sun from the pond
In waters soothing let my legs float
The ripples gurgled
Soaking slowly the air tender

Floating phrases I sent with rays and ripples,
Sending away boats of sorrows
Bringing back harmony in days that dribble
When fished the mild sun
From the pond

Lay low sunshine
Carried on shoulders
Songbirds nestle
Wings lay asleep
Nights scent settled
O'er petals of dew
Sepia mosaics
Create streetlights
Wind whistles
My sheets giggle
Stars draw dim
The moon sketches dreams
In broken slumber he seems

Yet he slumbers
In the unborn air

O'er the snow mountains
Where he gazes upon heavens

Sleeps the universe
With his half eyed gaze

Trance he brings
Rattling drums with **** and ashes

Rhythmic dance resonates
Between the infinite and finite

The hooded serpent is the charmer
Still in his masters matted locks
Where the Ganga flows in icy waters

Futile attempts have made many
To awaken the hermit
Slumbering in conscious infinity

He is the god
Whom the goddess shall awaken

Names he has many

Holding the poison blue in his throat
He's called Neelkantha

The angry God he becomes Rudra

In worldly affairs he assumes
The title Shankara

He's the God whom the Goddess shall awaken
He is Shiva

Every poet has a reason
Poetry he crafts
Healing in the hearts prison.

Every poet has a reason
Carefully he colours
His souls grey canvas.

Every poet has a reason
In his minds Infiniti
He sees every season.

Every poet has a reason
His hopes are his ink
Shattered on a paper

Every poet has a reason
Burdens he pens
That can't be told*

Every poet has reason
For Beauty of poetry
Is what he admires

You eclipsed me like my moons,
In melted darkness I lie.
Suns gave away sheer,
My  lights gold you stole,
In Satined darkness,
your eclipse holds.

You eclipsed me like my moons,
Silver love you shined.
Cold whispers on curtains lingered,
Dusk you bring unto my eyes,
Here you eclipse,
in silence I sigh!

You eclipsed me like my moons,
I smell lilies bloom on my sheets.
Lifting the eclipse you,
You rise to leave,
Promising new suns you would,
again set in my eyes....

You eclipsed me like my moons*....

love is most healing
Until it's not lust

Let me weave signs of love to you
For I want to dive into
Those glistening dark pools , your eyes
Where light dances

I lay words on your lips I want to read forever
For I smeared my prayer beads
with your name
Alas I weaved signs , signs of my love

Making you my dua while I bowed to the One
For I wish for your name to be mine
As you weave my signs back** ....

There are poetic whispers
in your kohl rimmed eyes.
I"m always washed away on their shores

Lagoons slumbered in your eyes
Had to be let loose
Soaking my canvas
In the palette of those pools

Stranger I have roads in my eyes ,
The cement lies wet in solitude
Your footprints it waits to imprint

I robbed the sun from the world
In my eyes the sunflowers turn to him

On the sides I planted
Honeydew and daffodils
Their fragrance bids goodbye
to linger on my window sills

Come stranger visit them someday
While you resist your world to be on my way

Your my prayer
Rain Gods set you free
I soak you into the soul

Read me in the stars
When you miss me
I'll be there always when
Sadness hovers you're out of glee
Just look above and I'll be**....

Standing in the rains
Broken skies , Heavens unleashed
Sadness of the soul washes away

Once I saw fire in the moon
On the raw night bout to ripen
As she sits on the great walls of night
Singing lullabies to the worldly kin
As I said I saw the fire
A ruby that rested in pride on her *****
As she wore the star lights midnight robe
Once I saw fire in the moon

Reality masters many faces
Which mask do you wear ??

Painting dreams neath fallen curtains of eyes
Vague colours blended ,
desires foods for dreamers

Writing poems bout you
I hang them in my room
The wind clinking the sound of words

Living in a glass house
I invite the sun every dawn to dusk
To dispel shadows of the dark words
Meaningfully they glaze on hopeful strings

But I let the water be the door
Where my  translucent  emotions flow
There the words roar and tranquil

**Last but not least on firm ground I stand
Where in my hands' clay the words mindlessly play
Moulding them in canvases to string them once again

Created from his ribs a women she's called
Nature rests in her powering to birth a life
Assorted roles she plays in life's wheel
You call her daughter mother sister or wife

Appears she in numberless faces and forms
She shape shifts in deities and humans alike
Recollecting are you ? Yes ! Women she's called
She can break you or make you with just a strike

She's the yin while your the yang
Venus she rules femininity her robe
She's not weak but calm
You may be the worlds , but she's every man's heartthrob !

Rooted in Time , events  unfold
Soul the bearer , decides to be or not to be .

Desires incarcerated in breaths
Writing messages on steamed window glass

First love,
silky tenderness you bowed to, pure as a dove
First poem,
magically words aligned to your pen's motion
First hard earned penny,
like you earned a billion dollars unlike any
First friend,
person to know your mad secrets in the end
First diary,
your naive self writing away with merry
First date,
been awake entire night only to be late
First kiss** ,
never knew how but flowed with the bliss
First success,
happiness you bottled that came in excess
First marriage ,
adrenaline rush held in the veins with courage
First mistake ,
life's lesson to which you didn't awake
First heartbreak ,
memories and tears coiled you like the snake
First pain ,
the need to be strong for any gain
First you,
lost innocence learning lessons to live a new

Blinded the dark
of her ebony hair
He shaded himself
in their shadows to care
Reflections of
charming pools he dived
Into her eyes coloured honey of the hive
Musical of the two souls
on soundless stage
Bees humming to flowers
the secret they caged
Danced her lips to
the travellers will
The travellers oasis of which
he couldn't tranquil*!

Dances the universe in illusional darkness
Recreates light his third eye
Awakes shiva from his celestial slumber

Words stupidly melt into the paper
They dribble from the eyes falling
Falling to doom just to wither

Haven't these words known
My pains are resonating in them
Yes they are old out they have worn

Your fragrance hasn't left my skin
Reminiscing the times I laugh
My heart now alabaster not the earlier tin

You've faded like darkness from my hair
Why have I been waiting is the question ?
Why couldn't you wash away like the last nightmare

The petals in my diary you die
The colours of your red soak into my pages
Only to seep into my eyes as I cry ...

Why have you journeyed
yourself to mans ways ?
Paying prices to live
amidst the world you say

From the brightest light
are born the darkest shadows
Why not then let life take hawklike glides
into verdant meadows

A tiny root could lay a crack
into the most solid rock
Then why not be YOU
into the double dealing world  you flock ?

Don't you know you have masked
yourself to life's essence
She awaits like a helpless mother
longing for your presence

Be there in time before
life's innocence is all lost
Though it's late never
but it all comes with a cost

Mind cursed to silence
Confines the writer
To Thoughtless prison

Secrets
hide the day and night in turns
Come like the wind
Break your towering memories in me

Threaded textures of mystified love
Garbed time in silkened  cocoons

Your smile unveils mysteries
I'm the traveler to unravel them ...