I would paint your sky a thousand colors, if I could
And inspire the restlessness in your heart;
I would give to you a million stars, if I could
If I could, I'd gift you a new start.

The tears are yours,
the pain is mine
The wounds are yours,
the blood which runs out?
Mine.
The fears are yours,
the trials are mine
The problem is yours,
Just who the hell am I?

You have seen those cheerful kids
Flying kites high up above
Bearing a happy heart, lighter than a feather
No worries, just innocent thoughts.
The kites feel like they've conquered the silver clouds
Though they fly many many layers beneath 'em
Their abstract vanity and enduring pride
got them strangled over tree tops.

You have seen those sulking self-haters
Flying kites high up above
With a hope to escape memories of the ghosts
To forget the evil they long ago bore.
The kites, they seem to refuse to speak
Owning souls too heavy to fly,
Urging to die.

You have seen those random kites
Stringless, wandering in the sky up above
Lost their way trying to discover themselves
Ending up somewhere and falling in love.
The kites, they feel they are way too different
To survive with the other ones in a normal world
Hungry souls, creative eyes
In a clear blue sky, they don't know where to hide.

Tangled strings, tired wings
Irritating distractions, infinite other things
Restless kites, not even sparing the dark nights
Worthy ones and unworthy ones
We all know one thing

Kites are meant to fly.

She moves those hips hypnotically
As she smiles through her slender long fingers
Speaking with her big beautiful onyx-black eyes
Ah, Will you just look at her grace?

Her saree painted rich brass
With amber brown motif on the edges
Heavy indian anklets adorn her ankles
Her skin so golden on which sunshine sketches.

Glorious, every little move she makes
Flamboyant, her mehendi feet, the way they part and meet
All the energy any strong man can have,
Reflected in her elegant femine beauty, sincere and discreet.

Like a goddess, she holds her head high
And showers you with her immortal blessings
When she gets down the stage with a humble smile
You'd exclaim "paradise on earth" with a sigh.

Indian Legends.

The Legend of Triambakeshwar
The supreme Lords, Brahma and Vishnu
On that auspicious day were fighting for the highest milestone
For honour
Claiming Wisdom
Voicing out their mighty combat impale
At that very moment, a resplendant pillar
Emerged, took form before them
Standing tall into the skies and stooping low spearing the Earth.
Brahma and Vishnu saw the pillar
As an examiner of infinite Wisdom
They both decided to find either end of the pillar
to prove their supreme position.
Brahma took form of a swan
to find the topmost portion of the pillar
Vishnu turns into a Boar, being the land's wild driller
to discover the bottom part of this pillar.
Brahma returns and lies to Vishnu
"I Have Found My Goal, 'O Vishnu"
Lord Vishnu surrenders with a humble heart
A fruitless effortless failure.
This pillar is no ordinary pillar
The Legend holds it as the sacred Linga
The Lord of Lords, the destroyer of Evil
The three-eyed one, the blue-throated one
Neelakanta,Shiva,Mrida,Rudra
Dayakara,Hara,Mahes­hwara
The Lord with 1008 titles of honour
Ageless, timeless, formless,
Limitless.
Shiva cursed Brahma that day dusk
"Your foul deceit smells above this land, Brahmadev
Punishment is a part of crime.
You shall never be worshipped under the stone-carved.
Temples shan't have place for you"
Brahma, enraged, growled upon the Lord
"Your greatness shall be pushed into this Earth
Into the same pillar, the Linga!
At the foot of Sahyradri, your abode lies
from now,
till forever comes."

Dear Fearless Devotee, know this that you must
On the dark midnight of this hand-chosen day
Maha Shivratri
The Holy Linga takes form as the Lingodbhav Moorti
At the blessed land of Triambakeshwara.
From underneath the Earth,
Like a descendant from the skies
The ruler of the seven worlds
Bhu, Bhuvas, Svar, Mahas, Janas, Tapas, Satya
The invincible source of destruction
Of the Seven Hells, Paatala
*Atala, Vitala, Sutala, Rasaataala, Talatala, Mahaatala,
The Patala.

Without a lover who'd slash your heart
Or an impudent cut across your cheek by your step mother
Without the pain, without things to bother
Without the mosquito and the rat,
Without Malaria and plague to smother
You will be living in paradise
Dear friend, you just realized
This is Earth, the devil's prada.

You never complain when joy hits you,
a taken-for-granted part of life.
Why do you wail over the misery then?
Arise, awake and strive.

Emotions are like colors
Some yellow, some red and green
Pour them out on paper
Paint over them with black.
What do you know?
Emotion runs behind.
What do you see?
Nothing.

This dawn, the buds covered in dew
From them a new love will bloom
Compassionate like a helpless infant
Smiling for a reason beyond cause.
This dawn, as you hold me closer
From us will radiate a new star
Shooting across the imperial darkness
The moon kisses the sky and dusk falls.

I still remember the sound of that stillness
Gentle, careful like a lullaby
caressing the dust rising and falling on my skin
The warm sky sang her broken songs
blew her ***** May winds through the village
ever so passionately


The sun shone dark by the dying river
he wept silently his purple evening tears
into the narrow streams underneath
The fragrance of that temple, hard to forget,
Hard to leave behind anything but pondering footsteps..
Yet I walked
into the womb of that scent
forgetting my age old fears
of facing the friction of time,
of dreams, of hope,
of separation.

I collapsed onto the bare earth before I entered
and stared at the air uncouthly
like a barbarian

Moaning, singing, breathing in ecstasy
that old familiar temple fragrance

Summers pass me by
Breathless your heat touches me
I found an ocean
Underneath your desert sand.
Monsoons drench me whole
Cold frozen water from space
I treasure the droplets
Dripping off you.
Winters intoxicate me
But your breath keeps me warm
You kindle in me the fire
We sweat through the rainstorm.

Lips of an angel
Her skin, sun-kissed
Hard to bid farewell
Beauty descends upon her bliss.
That curve on her lips
The structure of those hips
Her smile, jailed you in ecstasy
For her, your nights you skip.
Exploring deeper down,
Her beauty matches her ego
Her body hides her corrupt soul
Jealousy, hatred and disloyalty
Her heart—rotten, beastly and stole.

The sea kissed the shore
The earth made love to the core
The heavens opened wide their gates and doors
Icy drops of fresh rain blessed the floor.
The fog masked over the moon
Nocturnal lovers cherishing the boon
As nice as under an umbrella in summer noon
Kids licking honey off a silver spoon.
Thoughts of beautiful things flock my mind
The feeling is indescribable
The impossible happen
When you look into my eyes like you do.

Pause before you say Life is unfair
Learn to make a single flower your garden
Master the art of saying No
Learn to keep curiosity under control.
Watch all your hopes shatter
Just to build them over again once more
Admire before you criticize
Get rid of that good-for-nothing ego.
Following rules or spontaneously living the moment
The choices are always yours
But like the great men always say
Be the change you want to see in the world.
Remind yourself of these things every day
And Ah! What a work of art you are
There is none on this planet
Who is just the kind of beautiful you are.

O, beautiful oyster pearl
betwixt the oyster shell
Thy radiance defeats that of fullsome satin
that behind the morning sun dwell.
O, glorious oyster pearl
henceforth you are the Queen
resting on your strong mate
amidst the oyster shell.
O, aesthetic oyster pearl
Thou art ravishing I see
Wither do ye flee?
Please stay and sleep here for me
I shall watch all stages of you
Young, dynamic and fair or
old, antique and sea-green.

The limitless array of the animistic Jewels—Each fighting their magnetic urge
To come together as one, a forever lasting passion dripping off their kiss
Twinkling within the soul of the observer
Magically, like in an illusion, like one huge celestial trance
No gem on Earth can compete with the star
She is beauty beyond compare.

The ancient array of the mountain ranges — Some holding hands
Others neither eclipse, call out nor meet
Arising from the ground, leaping high tearing into the sky
A magnificent vision, an inspiring sight
The earthly mountain cordillera —
The anklets that adorn Mother Earth's precious feet.

Wandering around aimlessly with life taking speed and power
Kingdom Meteora devastating the passionate darkness around
Go ahead, wish the wish of your life
Lover, conqueror, dreamer — Abducted from your material world
Here, you found your self
As not all those who wander are lost.

Flowing with grace, inborn pride and honor
Sultry, sensual, worldly, wisely
Beautiful transparent, suspicious translucent or dangerous blue-green opaque
The Ocean sings to us the secret lullaby
Gushing and roaring out loud like a woman forced into burning pyre
Whispering her twilight prayers — seductively into your ear
Leaving you boundless and bare,
and to your imagination, she stretched it a far far way.

When you want it to be
No force can stop you
When you expect miracles
No logic will guide you.
Awaken your senses
Set your sight on fire
Let your eyes gleam with
What within does hide.
Desert your brain
Control your mind
You are a wizard
Let your power shine.
Seek the impossible
Shaken dreams to truth
Show to your own self
What a wonder you are.

I am not afraid of darkness
Why should I be?
The brightest of all lights
Is shining within me.

The raindrops softly invade the stillness of the blue sea
The thunder sinks into the silence beneath the horizon
Let the whales cry, let the wolves howl
Let the rain fall as underneath the Banyan
we dream .

When I look at you,
Temple bells ring all around
You glisten like gold
With your deep deep eyes,
This heart of mine you hold.
With your sacred lips,
This soul of mine you kiss.
You are the undying God
Standing tall into the proud skies
Smiling down at this blind devotee.
I never knew the meaning of devotion
But when I lose myself in your eyes
My heart joins my hands together to pray.
You are a celestial sight
You are shining upon me so bright
My Lord, I shall be your faithful disciple
Every blessed second of my life.

Unaware I walk this Earth
An Aura shields the soul
Soft music on forever flows
A Spirit as dark as coal
I now see a beautiful light
Realized what I should have
Here, my purpose is unknown
Somewhere else, my existence is sown.

I am just fourteen but my immortal soul is sea green
Old and antique like my grandfather's shattered canteen
Realistic like Déjà vu and alive like death and demean
It has grown tough and stubborn like wood covered with jade green.

Ignite my soul
Welcome my pleas
Smirk at my grief
Steal it all away, please.
Excite my skin
Invite me to kin
Show me how scary life can get
Steal it all away, please.
Dance around me while I sob
Employ my sorrow
Pay me for each teardrop I shed
Steal it all away, please.
Pleasure my senses
Unleash my beast
And just when I think I need to cry
Steal it all away from me, please.

In Poetry, nothing is a mistake
For a poetess, the paper is the strongest stake
Which allows her to sculpt her mind's hunger,
Ever-lasting, bittersweet and opaque.

In Poetry, no plot is a sin
You are free to voice your imprisoned thoughts
where, to your own little land of dreams and nostalgia,
You are the invincible king.

In Poetry, you discover all those astonishing things
which stranger eyes cannot see, they're blind
So you use them to build your halo and wings
with not a single competitor around you who clings.

In Poetry, you are a free human
where no one would ask you to work.
In your land, you work with imaginary crewmen
and their company will never cease you to smirk.

Palaces of marble, floors of red mud,
Sweep me off my feet,
On your lonely roof let's meet.

As with your eyes you hold my heart
A closer, tighter, fresher start,
Losing to the coldness of your touch
Cherish this as you tear me apart.

Raindrops raindrops feel my skin
Bring with you the monsoon din
Sweep a smile across my face
Purify me with your flowing grace.

The skies are raining cats and dogs
I sing my song to the birds and frogs
From over the moon the raindrops fall
To free this world of the heat and haul.

Would you blame the stars for burning?
Would you blame the ocean if you drowned?
Would you get mad at the clouds for being so high?
Would you blame me for walking into a forest fire?

It sparkles unknowingly
Gleams like glowworms above a silent sea
On a monsoon December midnight.
It sheds slowly it's skin
Reveals two angelic wings to the midnight
It sparkles unknowingly,
my soul intertwined in yours.

Get ready to fly with bleeding wings.

Lilies, Blossoms, Roses, Dandelions
You made my barren heart a garden.
The fragrance, the pleasure, this feeling I can't measure
Give me a break, I beg your pardon.

The Rainbow, the sunset, Fog and Aurora
Delicate and tender, you painted my form.
The sight of all the work you've done
Made me strong, caused my heart to harden.

A snake, an eel, salamanders and reptiles
You sat there still and watched me slither on the floor.
You smiled and ****** my pain away
from my wounded heart and my naked soul.

Passion, Endurance, ***** Love
For a moment I stopped to stare into your eyes.
When I saw these three I have mentioned
I knew that you are my guardian in disguise.

Walking on the wet September grasslands
Waiting for you as I smile to myself
The hours they swim through the rough shore of time
Ignoring the weather, welcoming the cold
My feet kicking off those tiny stones
They do not know where they belong
My head faced down, eyes staring at the ground
Oh, what an unusual treat
of curious mystery pumping through my veins
This silence, one may call it absurd
But right now, it's the tune to my song
The clock strikes twelve and yet
You are to be seen no where around
Is there ever going to be a limit to my madness?
I know the truth
I shan't be seeing you anymore
So, I walk my way back
Back the wet September grasslands
Smiling to myself
All the way home.

She can see her dreams
But cannot reach out to them
She is the bird in an open cage
With wounded wings.

Like the stars,
A thousand dreams burn softly in me
There is only one who can light up my sky
And that is you.


*Only you, my dear.