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Shashi Feb 2017
Day burns down to night,
Burns the edge of my soul.
In the night I break into sparks of suns
and become fires in a dust of bones.
Night knifes. My breath swallows whole my tongue.
Turn back Reverse return,
In the night I see the real,
Concealed in the day's bright lie.
Eyes stitched shut. White teeth smile.
Sleep walk...s and talks
And feet mark time of day

[From the movie,  'The Invisible']
Just going through some old stuff, read this and thought of sharing it... One of my favorite poems,  from the movie "The Invisible"  (2007),  from the scene where Nick Powell is reading the poem for his class.
Shashi Feb 2017
My love is an ocean
Waves, the heartbeats

But don't come
If you'd only walk at the shore
Coz it's true essence lies
When you dive into the core

My love is the Rain
Raindrops, the happiness

But don't come
If you'd carry an umbrella
Coz dancing in the rain together
Is what makes 'la vita e bella'
A little write-up for Valentines..
Shashi Jan 2017
My happiness is
Four-legged, wrapped in fur
When she's with me
All my sorrow gets blur

After a rough day
When I get home,  in complete despair
A wagging tail waits for me
to give me hope,  to wipe off any tears

She waits for me patiently
And never does she complain
When she jumps and kisses my face
She erases all the pain

Early In the morning
when coming out of bed seems so dreadful
She is there to wake me up
with a heart,  so joyous so playful

I encounter unconditional love
Every now and then,
Here I feel desolated
Here I go to her again !!!
My inspiration for this poem came from my dog when I noticed that whenever I feel down,  she is the one with whom I find most comfort.
Anybody who ever owned a dog,  would be able to relate to this one. They are not just animals,  but our family.  And yes,  a source of eternal happiness and unconditional love.
Shashi Jan 2017
No, I won't.

Even though, every single moment
You're in my mind,
In solitude I lie
trying to leave your memories behind

And no,  I won't talk to you

Strings of my guitar
seems to have no delight,
And I end up adding you
To anything I write

And no,  I won't ...

The pretty winter night
Doesn't help me much,
And my cold cold hands
Miss the warmth of your touch

But no,  I won't talk to you

To wrap you up in my arms
All your memories tease and lure,
And all my dried up lips desire
Is to taste the sweetness of yours

But no, I won't

A few droplets
From the spring of your voice
Could heal me up all
And make my heart rejoice

Still, I won't talk to you

Because somewhere I realize
And your actions do exclaim
Whatever I feel for you
You don't feel the same

And though I wish you did,
But I know,
You won't.
Shashi Jan 2017
It was a moment of destruction,
that created something beautiful.

When your eyes met mine,
for the first time

Love was created,
and the heart....  destroyed !!
Short Tales of Love #1
Shashi Jan 2017
There is some magic
In the words left unsaid

A parallel universe exists
within those unspoken things

where the limitless open sky
is tempting you
to open your wings,
And fly

the wind blowing through your face
produces music of its own...
Only if you can listen

between all the things real
there is imagination

across all the desires
there are dreams

amid this silence,
there is music
there is magic
there is love.
Shashi Dec 2016
Little Things
is all I want

No big moon, or stars
Just you by my side
And long drive in a car

Little Things
is all I want

Your peaceful sleeping face
before I close my eyes at night,
And your blissful laughter
awakening me to morning sunlight

Little Things
is all I want

Your voice would be music to my ears
and never-ending talk, a thing so dear
In your arms, I just wanna lie
gazing through the night sky

Little Things that you give me
would be the best things ever
And I promise
to hold them forever.
A poem on a very lighter note.... It's always the small moments that count in our lives.. that become memories. Same is true for love... you don't need big promises, or money to cherish love.. It's the 'little things' that turns into unforgettable memories.
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