There’s a beauty in the path that I followed
White carpet and lavender border
The uneven terrains that I skip and trotter on
A freshness engulfs the atmosphere
I could stay in bliss and a state of wonder
The dragonflies, flickering light
A constant urge to learn and explore
Entendamonos
The hills have called me home.

A cluster of bamboo shoots
Out of ground
Into the air
There's smoke
A grasshopper hides
Half behind my balcony
Drain hole
I think of the city
And people I left behind
I have no care in the world
Because nature fulfills
The human wants
Our soul food
Nothing tastes as good
Because nature fulfills
The human needs
No aggression, no greed
The chirp of the birds
Those faint conversations
A cup of tea
Sitting between greenary
It's a shame we forget
How a wonderful place
We're born in
Give in to city life's fallacies
The chirp, the whistle
The hills, the green
The silence.
What could you want more?

Shards of words
A stack of blank papers now unstacked
A trail of coffee
Traced from the machine right next
To me, I love it black
And a quill
In an open bottle of ink
My thoughts spilled on it like oil
Shards of words
Refusing to dissolve or
Come together
Shards
I lie there cursing the night
the dawn to break
For in moonlight you appear all but a ghost.

I'm like the books I read
The songs I listen to
The places I travel
Ever expanding
Never ending
Full of hope
And mystery
And secrets of her own
Maybe hiding here and there
A few of others too
Doesn't mean you can read in me in numbered pages
Bookmarked and come back to, later
Or fast forward and listen to your favorite part again and again
Or scribble onto over the bark of a tree for to help trace you back your trail
No.
I'm the unaccounted stack of books
That you've read till date
That song of the 90s maybe
Playing on the radio after long
Bringing back a smile on your face
The place you've not been to in a while
And walking up to it again takes your breath away.

I'm the hope that keeps you alive
That one day, some day
It'll all make sense.

Bloated memories of you
Tonight, you chase me into fireworks
Its not making sense
Any of it
Why would you caress me so deeply
And near the lake of our love
You dissolve
Fading away,
Ripple by ripple.

You chased me into fireworks
And the last smile that I saw
Took my breath away.

I tried to walk
About in the woods
And dense evergreen forests
That are filled with monsoon
Which would've hit it moments back
And before the roots could actually seep it all in
The mangroves witness the shower again.

I tried to romanticize
Scribbling about the way he'd curl up
Beside
His fingers in my hair
Each strand longing for his affection
Longing this magnetic attraction
Between my hair and his stubble face.

I tried meeting people
Having interactions in my head
Portraits of people and learning
About their cultures and
Means of existence and more.

I tried to write
I tried to write impossibly
Of the things I'd never lived
Witnessing is an act,
Living is a dream.

I tried dreaming
I tried dreaming of all that could be
Could have been;
All the intricate fallacies
The make believes.


I was trying to write impossibly
Of the things I'd never lived
And then reality struck me.

Its the first photograph in my mind, of you, when you stood out in a crowd of a thousand.
For me that moment is the first touch when your eyes met mine questioning why I wouldn't stop looking.
Its was the first time you cried on my shoulder and my heart wouldn't stop crying too.
For me it was the first time we stood ten feet apart and it still felt as close as a heartbeat to me.
Its the first love, you're going to be my first till my last.