there was the sun.
brighter than anyone could believe,
passionate with its fire.

and the moon.
a sentimental romantic,
with a wild shimmer.

the moon lusted the luminescent brilliance of the day,
the sun fell for the vivacious spark of night,
and soon the two fell deeply in love.

now the sun had a fate,
a generational inevitability,
of an almighty “solar eclipse.”

solicitous about the phase to come,
as the vibrant colors of blood red
occupied their minds

fret none, said the sun,
for i rise and set for you, my dear,
perhaps the “solar eclipse” may not transpire at all.

but it did.
and the moon did nothing but stand in the way,
as the sun relished in the luminescent glory.

and just like any crossing of paths,
the eclipse came to an end,
and they went their separate ways.

I love you
For all the times I didn't say it
For all the times you didn't know it
I love you
For every breath you questioned it
For every bit of hurt
I love you
For every time I cut you off
For everything I do wrong
I love you
For the lines crossed
For the tears lost
I love you

When an issue does not get solved it takes the form an obstacle
An obstacle if not tackled, over a period of time it’s becomes a hurdle
A hurdle if not crossed at the right time, then most probably you will miss your aim.

Time is taken to understand, realize and accept an issue as an issue in it’s present form.

An issue can be in the form an obstacle,
it can also be a hurdle,
it can be anything.

Most importantly one must know how things started,
where did an issue crop up,
initially where did things go wrong.

Once understood, accept the same,
accept the fact that you made a mistake.
No point in going for reconciliation, since time is important.

See that habits change, attitude differs
Make a note, issues like this will not crop up again
Once decided, be determined in your mind and follow the same

It’s important to keep going along the right track,
since once the track changes,
it’s not the destination that comes to mind,
what one feels is what is written in fate.

So no more of an imagination play and also what else is there in the mind that the mind desires.

It’s important to follow your aim and keep in mind to maintain your focus on the same.

Definitely a moment in time will come when you will get what you aim.

We are crossed in the corner
Seeded by selfish thought

Mind wandered in the ticking of time
Bent by insidious temptations

Step over the invisible boundaries
Doomed by conscience demons

We sit alone, spot light challenged
Drained by numb sensed chills

.
She was a,
Slow dying flower,
In the frost killing hour,
The moon we'd devour,
                                      The sweet turning sour….


She’d wilt when he came,
                                      The shadows weren’t the same,
                                       And who’d be the blame
  Of the frost killing hour.

What are these,
cold pebbles of
an infected love?
                                         The slow dying flower,
                                                in the frost killing hour,
                                                        th­e sweet turning sour,

& untouchable.
.

You tell her you love her
she says "I know I can see it in your eyes"
you look into hers and beneath the aqua blue
you can see she loves you too.

But she won't say it. She just turns her head and bites her lip.
She's not supposed to say it.
Willpower is something I strip off nonchalantly baring my naked soul
she zips hers up and holds it tight, she's not ready to be free

You share a visible yet impassable love
a beautiful gift kept tied in a bow, never for the world to open
Two stars floating in the universe meant to collide
yet always passing each other by
Chemically balanced, but time is never on your side

The sparks fly spitting out flames
but never catching fire
All that remains is a shorted circuit
because she never could be free.

One evening
after work
I began to walk
from the railway station
along the footpath
joining an acquaintance
on the way
to accompany and converse
amicably I thought
at first
but he became aloof
and hostile
ignoring my bonhomie
why
I had no idea
so crossed the road
estranged
shocked and ashamed.