Before getting close
To clouds, and birds in flight;
Looking down on roofs, and plains afar from sight;
Coping up with different altitudes
And blending roots to other cultures,
I'd prefer to break the clock
And be with you.

I'd grasp the chance
To get nigh and stare at that visage
Etched in memory like a haunting mirage
Free our echoing or contrasting notions
Spill out the dumbest jokes
'Coz it's cool to see your subtle emotions.
We could wander on busy streets,
Or gaze on blinking stars and make a wish!

But I'm not sure if I'd be brave
To tell the words I rehearsed,
Or flash boxed feelings.
If cowardly I didn't...
Please...
Oh, Please...
Hear the screaming silence
And shattering tears.

Years will fly by
But my hopes won't die.
I'll send letters to that Star
Hoping our paths to reunite.
Let kismet light our way,
For I believe,
Our Guide won't lead us astray.

I'm here outside
expecting to see lovers side by side;
hand in hand they'll walk
vis-a-vis they'll talk.
they'll paint the streets red
I know that's the trend.

but it seems like it's a typical day
career people on their way
students in their school uniform
some are wandering, killing time
I think that's the norm.

and where are the lovers?
I think the mood of the day is with me
knowing that on this walk i'm solitary.
but there's no need to worry,
tenacious beliefs compose me.

but...
why do i have these in mind?
I'm amused, i need to unwind.

enigmatic, yes it is!
imaginary conversations and gestures
saying someone is being missed.
in this soliloquy,
gooseflesh arises
when words are set free.
at times i wonder,
why do i have this kind of feeling?
to my stories and queries,
feel like you're responding.
the  fact that we're miles apart,
how's that?

as the windows lit this morning,
vista of him started shimmering.
as I view yesterday's scriptures,
still deciphering the figures.
pleased on how it began,
as the current flows,
in a fog, I'm walking around.
vague ideas from his wits,
mumbling, persuading me to quit.
cut it out says the other
fretful and smothered.
draft and roll the scheme,
keep your shirt on
and live the dream,
a blessed life with him.

5-17-11

cozy on this bed
closed eyes yet conscious being
raindrops on the roof

You lit my way to this place I never thought I could glint.
When I got cold feet, you're all thumbs; giving me a lift.
You let malaise rotate 180 degrees,
Which turned into thousands of exuberant stories.

I was perturbed when the lights dimmed.
Wanted to go on your way but it is winding.
Determined hands tried to reach,
Throat was screeching but your ears were stitched.

Can't define what you have-
Complements the colors of my well-being;
Spur this mettle and ebb away tides
Albeit you're deadpan at times.
Why can't I ***** out and snuggle somewhere without you?

Maybe the reason is Y.O.U.

11-04-11

i can smell the hymn
the life i want to be in
noxious as it seems
undaunted i'll sing.
i hear the bright sun
auspicious,tells me i can!
amidst of winter
savor the invincible summer.
sighting the sweetness
this life has lot to offer.
i feel its scent like a flower
blooming from nowhere.
who will there?
trying to decipher
my incoherent thoughts
i'll share...

1-17-11

If we're asked to shout,

would same words echo from our mouth?

If I'd cross this street,

are you there halfway so  we'd meet?

when you hear me singing songs,

would you care to sing-along?

this is not like a daisy;

blooms as the sun rises,

then shuts as it darkens.

It's more like an evergreen,

color is unfading

though seasons are changing.

if I leave this hanging,

would you...

07-23-11

from your so-thought safe harbor

please sail away...

'coz i've been longing to hear

words you want to say

though you opt to hide

feelings you can't deny

behind the door you've locked them

in reality, seems like it's mayhem

but i believe you kept the key

unlock and allow words to be free...

7-12-11