he was the only one
to return successful
from the voyage
set to discover the lost soul
of the mystery girl.
about his adventure,
he would write a story every night.
the story that had a part of her soul.
every morning,
she'd read his story
to collect the part of her soul
and place it at the right place.
unknowingly,
he was completing her,
solving her mystery,
ending her charm,
opening the ways
that lead to her door,
making her just another
ordinary girl.
The only thing she had feared
the most !!

write me a poem
and play flute for me
we'll drink the night sky
and walk by the sea !!

when its the monsoon season,
and it rains every other day
your memories dribble down
like rain drops on a window pane
as there is no way out
they pool in the recesses of heart
like rain water pools when there is no drain,
it is then, when all i want is to be a kid again
to jump in that pool
and let the memories splash and splatter
creating a beautiful moment
worthy of living !!

there she was,
standing on the other side of river
holding her vessel,
listening to him
accusing
about how she never trusted him
and never put her faith in him
how she should close the last door
and shut the only window
that her soul used
to breath in the fresh air,
and to abandon the stray paths
that could lead her to him.
she watched him walk away
her vision turning blurry "one last glance" she silently prayed
but blue sky was determined to turn down
all her prayers that day.
her heart twisted in pain
pumping agony in every vein.
in a spur of the moment
a decision was made
a decision to show him
how much faith she had on him
to show she trusted him with her life.
....
the evening sun watched silently ..
a dark figure moving away from the river
and
a red scarf going with the flow !!

heart yearns for peace
a drop of which
would fill the soul
up to the brink
the kind that is not found
under purple skies
but
in the smile of a new born !!

as the night thickened,
there she was
standing in her balcony
facing city lights
listening to the screams of
dying words
as she was unable to pen them down
all because of him !!
she watched her demons dance merrily
as they fed on her fear of
feeling the emotions,
she had promised never to feel.
emotions that he had stirred
back to life.
emotions that could break the walls she had built,
emotions that could make her open the doors she had locked long ago !!