The trembling hands
When you look at the blank pages
Minds wandering for inspiration
Wary of touching the pristine
Ink raging, bubbling with passion
When the pen shall write
The first words, and then another
Minds afresh, it’s a new day
Pen, held between the twirling fingers
Wondering, what a circus
Reeling under as many ideas
Poet’s mind is on a roller coaster ride
So many facets of life
Reflections of each and every event
On the agile mind, wreaks havoc
Ideas, ideas, and ideas
Hoping the ink shall flow as fluently
Not leaving a blotch
But, series of beautiful interpretations
Of life, there are many
As many we choose to portray
Finally, the pen shall kiss the paper
Continuing the love story
It’s a trilogy, of the poet, pen and paper

Words flow languidly
Stream of consciousness
Enriches the memories
I am with me, in silence
Realization dawns over
Every idea sprinkled
Over the garden of dreams
Many flowers bloom
None the same
Multitude of colors
Fills the space
Otherwise, devoid of meaning
Mesmerizing dreams
Wake me up from slumber

in the glare of space and light
she feels a terrifying fright

but soon her cramped wing
brushing aside the fencing
***** the wind into it

her little breast heartbeat
pumps all blood into vein

so they never hear her tweet again.

she flies not far
when the blaze swoops on her
and night's chill turns her into dust!

I have a heart
But it's completely hollow
No weight gets counted
Because I have nothing to follow.

When it pumps,
I hear the air getting pushed out
With little drops of blood
Splattered out of my mouth
I can't control it,
It's just my heart which is perforated
Into a perfect circle
Which I always hated.

I want it to get filled
And it would some day
When my world gets built
Around someone who says,
"I would love you the way
You've always been,
And a perfect heart
Will be perfectly filled
If you take my hand
And let me build
A world for you
Where we can stay
And live forever
Celebrating each day."

When you earn love, you never treat that right
& when it walks out the barren roads
You run after the love making things clear with a pine

The gravity of universe attracts the love
For the piece of magnetic life
Your heart works upon your thoughts
And, you get lost to the pulse rated night

The life wonders. . .
When you earn love, you negotiate to feel the incense of it
& when the fragrances snicks out the world
You become desperate to drink each & every drop of bliss
Oh... So, life wonders, what's this?

Some visions, many questions
Comin' to hit you up at dusk
You living beyond the region, where there's no another sun

Sun never awaits for you to get scrolled down the sky
Moon ain't stop for you to come outta behind the light
What you've found in your hands. . .from the world
Is another “wonder to wander” to solving the puzzles of infatuated night.

The mystery of life
can't be forgotten by you
You belong to love but hundreds of kisses
belonging to you
Every direction you choose
to walk on
is filled with empty spaces
of your life
lead you to nowhere
but to invincible nights
which, you find, are
full of exchangeable true–lies
Lies? Yet, you ain't know..
what you're going through
but winning edge of your love
takes you to underneath the sky, blue
If you blow your love
to life,
your life brings you
true-love with cloudy snow
Love's already done!
Don't make it “to—do”
You ain't know what a heart's 'bout
but the heart's aware of your every new
move you take to put
the life on hue
Like an evening is mad at dusk,
you too seem crazy 'bout the shades of dew
And... with the end of the night
The mystery of life
gets forgotten by you
Every new day looks shorter than before
cause, the love's too wandering with... in you.