tide, the moon-flow of the
sea a soft ghost.

smouldering in shadowy inks
the night with its luminous clouds.

Her wails rent the air

O God how unfair you are
to have snatched him from me
the only man that truly cared
never treated me badly.

Without him is a life to grieve
empty meaningless
take me too O God relieve
this pain of no redress!

Shouldn't we bring a costly cot
of mahogany or such wood
asked the men what was her thought
about carrying her man so good.

Shouldn't the pyre be of sandalwood
the fuel a pure ghee
your husband ma'am was a man too good
to be burned ordinarily.

She paused a while frowning dark
a shadow passed her face
a hint of wince made its mark
a pall of uneasiness.

He's gone to never return
the onus is now on me
to run the days with meager earn
and not spend wastefully.

ordinary wood would burn as good
kerosene would do well
prudence demands not one should
be lavish in funeral.

It is strange how we get lost in a moment,
But I want to get lost in a moment,I want to get lost in a moment that lasts an eternity,
In a kiss that pampers my dreams and lives on after you are gone after the night falls a millions times.
I  found you a million nights ago and I know because my heart recognized you at first glance,when you got closer it thrilled.
When you uttered my name it knew it was you who God put in my way a million nights ago and as a promise I lingered in time to love,to wait for the one that thrilled my heart a million nights ago.

"But sometimes, the devil isn't who you portray him to be. Often, he comes at you in the most beautiful way possible: blonde hair, bright gray eyes and a beating heart. He doesn't come with a tail and horns and red, gleaming skin. And that's what's scary, darling. Because he'll be everything you ever wanted."

A purple striped guitar beside my bed
A dark gray spring inside my head
A fading color of the words that's said*

My friend
Why would you leave me in the end?