Between sky and land
I am the emptiness
endless space
absorbing, reflecting
sunshine, wind, rain and hail,
sea, desert and volcano ;
accepting with serenity
all that is YOU
in the lightness of our being.

Weapons of destruction are invisible
at times like emoional ****, abuse
black magic or evil spells
ricosheting from silence
in the forms of words
turning life to hell
till one bleeds
to hear them no more.
OR
words are magic potions
hidden panacea,
to heal cancer and aids
when they strike
to maim or ****,
words of love hold
where doctors fail,
we die yet souls live
when 'I love you'
cradles us
in life and death.

Her Majesty,
Rainy Sky
lifted her gray gown high
and out came golden stilettos
bathed in twilight
dancing on setting sun.

Wind held her hand
as my queen danced
drifting happily in waltz
towards the paradise
they went
through the gate of  rainbow.

Raindrops pattering
on my window pane
knock and call,
like your voice
and their wetness
hold your tears,
I miss you
as they fall.

When darkness descends
lights go off,
small, big, white and red,
till its a blinding blackness
to hide me
from the world.

Yet another light dawns,
immediately so,
flooding me all around
like thousand  stadiums lit
for century games.

Then my heart and mind
caught in the glare
unwillingly play
games of reason and passion
in the beam less light
that you shine.

I wonder, just wonder
how can darkness
and my unseeing eyes
be so full of light?

Love is never complete or perfect,
be it a mother
or a lover,
the more you love
the more you wish to say
or hold each other,
and yet
the heart and body
craves for more
never seems enough.

Wretched love
your victim
I'll never be.

My love
like sunlight is
illuminaiting all,
it's for you to catch
big or small.

Tonight it's Bach, Handel , Chopin
and more
just music please,
tried many songs
lyrics of kinds,
melodies high and low
yet, none reflect
my numb thoughts.

I wonder though
why so,
am I too dead or
words lack strength?

Just hold me tight
until I wake up
and really hear
words of your song,
till then
let it be only music
tonight.

This black and white shadow
the multi colored one,
at times color less too
makes me the color blind one.

It's that fiery phantom
flames leaping high
engulfing me
and yet leaving me behind
out in the dark.

This ego of mine
holds me captive
in the name of love,
I wish though
it would let me go
to be free
in the vast, blue sky.

Remember days
when
in your embrace
I forgot
rest of the world?

Listening to your heart,
feeling the skin
spread divine warmth
to mine,
I felt so secure
without a single door
or a gun,

You hold me still,
but it's not the same
the pureness is gone
I wish I knew
where YOU roam.

I drift on
like a block of ice
on the pounding sea
no destination,
knowing well that
soon will come
the end of me.

Always a dreamer
I imagine of going places
where I can't,
reaching the stars
that are never near at hand,
walking along Milky Way
knowing well,
it won't be any way.

And this foolish heart
falls in love
in the same way,
loving all alone
yet content with
love not being returned.

This wild heart
chooses to be foolish
for
love is something
that can't be erased
reciprocated
or otherwise.

Yeah, that's what you see
scarlet lips,
doe-eyed stares,
blushing cheeks
long black hair
framing the heart shaped face.

Ah yes,
a husky voice
promising good times.

And more
no less desirable,
am I
slim figure, revealing hips
curvy body
like a fresh rose
that you want
in fragrance and hold.

Do you ever wonder,
beyond the glitter
beyond that alluring smile
the all smiling look
who am I,
really?

I guess not,
like the apple you eat:
flesh you enjoy,
the core and seeds
are not your concerns,
they are destined
to be thrown away
when hunger is gone.

A tree it was, a life
shaking from root to top,
as wind raged
with the gathering storm,
bending low, creaking loud
breaking branches
leaves tearing away
and finally crashed
to the ground.

Uprooted tree,
life accepted
sad but undefeated
yet, peaceful it seemed.

I looked on
somewhere
a similarity perhaps:
I was numb
had nothing to say.

A meeting of its kind,
like many others in life,
that don't go as dreamed,
he sat opposite to me
in mood and body,
smoking Navy cigarettes,
loving every puff.

I sat, sad at heart
loving every breath
of his cigarette,
the passive smoker
for the moment.

But glad, so glad
to be there,
if that hour of smoking
gave  bad lungs,
one to get me going
to that final end
a  bliss it seemed
for
it will be taking him
or our shared time
with my existence.

Reality *****
it drains me out,
but and then at times
it gives strength
like a match stick
to spark flames
like a key
turning on engine
and
carries me to the summit.

Icy March
fading winter wind
cutting to the bones,
drilling into ears
stinging eyes to tears,
but I like it
just like spring breeze,
after all, love is
taking in all
your rage or embrace
perfection
and imperfection.

As you take me
right or wrong
in fact
in better ways,
no complains
only
silent acceptance.

Where I am going
what am I leaving
I know not,
but I've faith
you will be there
in my life
fast or slow.

No Bach, Kenny G or Taylor Swift,
tonight, it's a different music
since sundown
and birds gone
rain is pouring
'pit-pit-pitter-pit..'
like notes on angel's wings
they soothe my inner sirens
in hushed silence
of the darkened world.
Sweet rain
don't stop

I don't want other music tonight.


It soothes the sirens inside

Spring whispers
I hear your cooing
but
this is a different spring,
my heart is not on flowers
or on bees buzzing,
its with you.

Please lend me wings
to fly , to fly
way up high,
my flight
to freedom
and dwell
in peace.

fraction of a second
or less
my eyes behold
an eagle in pause
from its flight
in the swirling air
then
a loud screech
fills the air,
wonder what
it's announcing:
a mouse dead
or spring come alive?

Uniformed guards
stand like soldiers
ready to pounce
on intruders
you sit surrounded
by multiple walls,
security buttons and lights
blinking red, green, blue
beep, beep, beep go some
will scream like hyena
if one dares come
unknown,
surveillance cameras
show nooks and corners
even ants can't cross
unseen.

Yet, security seems nil
for you're insecure inside.
None can heal,
until you really find
yourself in your inner world.

wish there was a tree called 'peace'
under which I could sit
and feel day's tiredness melt
to blend with the earth's way,

a traveler on life's path,
Lord, I am weary today,
to you I seek strength
to allow me to move on
to other days

forgive me Lord
if body and mind do not agree,
just let me walk
a little more, a little more.

That's a weird place
this inner space,
at times its infinite
carrying me to glorious heights
yet
on other days its congested
no space to breathe.

Its my body, my mind
and yet
I can little control.

twilight approaches
darkness descending
the day hangs
in between

night waits
round the bend
time goes round and round
while
life is lost and found...

If Earth's core was a human form,
that would be me
I'm burning God.

Blazing ember spitting fire
shoots high at times,
bringing tears in rains.

Hot lava rumbles
setting forests in fire,
eyes catch rising flames
but see me not.
I cry in Pandemonium

Eyes welled up with water
two drops came out,
started rolling down.

You saw them?
My dear,
they were not only two
but endless streams,
not small in size
but oceans of tears,
it was a life crying
for a love lost
in a gun tragedy.

It was teardrops
speaking for humanity.

I am inside
flight feathers gone,
my cage is closed
big lock hangs on the door
guards stand at front entrance
the castle gate is shut
heavy, iron bolts.

What are my wings for?
What do I do?

Can anyone hear
the dying beats
of this heart?
I wonder
how long it will go?

Hold your breath
imagine
that it was the last.

Now let it go.

There is a blast
fireworks shoot high
up in the sky,
you are alive!

Ego dear,
where are you taking me?

Pray, no first class rides
with pomp and show
with trumpets  blowing
as we go.
You and I,
as you know
have to live tomorrows.

So,
while I want my simple ways
quietly bear my days
and I will carry you well
without false veils.

My Ego,
you and me
let us live in harmony.

New England winter,
where has she gone?
How come she forgot
the wedding dress of white
and the shiver of the cold kisses
that comes with chilly winds?

No, really winter, you
can't still be in green,
with grasses shining in rain,
and weeds still daring
to faces, now and again.
Willows in confusion
in January show
their yellow versions,
migrating birds too
hesitant in flying
to distant lands.

Let me send a mail
to spring,
to come in haste, for
seems you will be gone
without much cold,
may I know
what are the reasons?

New England winter
I wonder
if you be real and proper
in the coming year
or if I will be there
to see your long, white attire?
Hey, spring,
wake up from sleep
the trees are bare
no snow, nor flowers
nature waits for your your lips
to smear colors every where.

I lay awake last night
listening to the windchime
I knew for sure
it was telling tales
singing songs
and some poems too.
At times loud
at times soft
it talked and talked.

will the windchime be ringing
tonight, again?

Maybe I should be dressed
to join windchime and her friend!
Ah, yes I will listen
for the howling sound,
the first gusts of wind
and rush out
when it joins its friend.

On lonely nights
wind chime is my friend.

It's just a flicker
a faint revival
a hint.
I know not
if it will glow
like a flame
ever.

Sky is painted blue
with or without you.
Looking endlessly
at the infinity,
I am with you
for,
your eyes are
cornflower blue.
If I look at the sky
it stares down at me
just like you
and opens its arms
to take me.

Once a baby
and then old
huff and puff,
the mid ones knit brows
troubled thoughts.

Lack of energy
limited spirit
hold oldies back
while babies haven't got it yet.

Middle wonder, this energy:
baby: it should grow faster
the old: should decrease slower.

Neither baby, nor the old
could really explain
a paradox really
true confusion.

The shoe pinches
for the wearer.

L
I
F
E
Life...
try as I might
it's a crossword puzzle
never completed.

water in the reservoir
shows street lights
an' car headlights
sends a  letter
to me
in the night:
come back
tomorrow and
I'll have new sights
other cars speeding by.

Tell me,
just in few words
sing one song
a line of poetry
or prose
tell me,
what to do
when one falls in love
knowing too well
it's not reciprocal?

Wait,
if that be true love,
he or she will give
with all that passion can
and expect nothing
in return.

But the foolish heart
does it listen to reason?

Tell me please
what to do.

One step, two steps
ahead, and
three, four behind.
Sideways and
left and right.

It's the mind
that's moving
not me, really.

I am stuck
it's indecision.

Music, art, history, science
all go on
cars, trains, planes, ships and boats
move on and on
man, animals, birds and bees
thrive in spring
oceans roll, clouds float
flowers dance
on mountains and hills.

But,
I can't move,
I breathe, but am not living
eyes open without seeing,
say, what I don't mean.
I am alone
set into calmness
a sublime loneliness.

No,
please do not pity me
or stand by my side,
thank you though.
Just to let you know,
there's a reservation
for someone special,
so
none else can fill in.

They fell, the raindrops,
such a long journey
from the sky,
came happily
hoping to find
green land, clears seas,
they had a purpose
you know:
have to rise again
and join vapors
to bless the earth.

Alas, there was too much blood
to wash away
into sea,
from Paris, Mali and more.

Why the change
they wondered
from a peaceful Earth
to a restless world?

There's no  'me'
nothing separate
from fractions of time,
energy or life
big or small.

Like a ripple
in the lake
I rise to fall back
and flow on wards towards the sea.

Water, land or sky
I am a part of it all
another part of creations.

I no longer say
"I miss  you"
though you are seven seas away.

Don't be upset
for
you are never far
from my heart,
so
how can I miss you?

Guilty:
I burn inside
and outside,
I hurt you, I know
watched while
you cried and raved.

Few days ago
I felt like a winner,
but now
something bothers
and pulls me down
and I feel defeated
don't know why
though.

Guiltless:
I will awake to victory
perhaps
if I let you feel
that you got your way
by tearing me
inside out.
But no
I forgive you
to the last drop
of all tears shed.
Somewhere within

while you bleed
I will find peace
through your misdeed.

It was pouring
as if gods had forgotten
to turn off
the rain faucets.
I walked
my heart dry,
fever raging
like volcanoes,
heart beating wild
thoughts in disarray,
only one thing blended
with the falling rain:
tears that came
streaming down
to join
the rivulets
and the puddles,
while I moved on
in yesterday's rain.

There's calmness within me
like a quiet sea,
no hushing or rushing sounds
no waves crashing
but a massive body of blue
rolling, rolling
yet there's
deep growling
echoing from the seabed.

Today
I hold peace
like a pause,
a hold on breath,
like the silence
preceding screams,
or the serenity
before a storm,
or the final sigh
before death descends.

I am scared
petrified,
of raging hurricanes
following my solitude.

In this land of immigrants
eyes unite
beyond race or creed
and I find
joy and sorrow
deep within.

Eyes surround,
wide, narrow, slanting
deep and bold,
green, brown, hazel
blue or in mixed hues.

All eyes,
they draw me close.

At times though
I gasp, looking at
eyes of a different kind:
cold looks
and racial stares.

But
there's the cowboy
holding me in spell,
mounted on his horse
with twinkling blue eyes,
he's the one
holding my skies.

Such a long time it seems
haven't heard your voice
nor seen your face.

Heart running dry,
no sharing
hopes and dreams
tears or laughter.

Years passing?
I sit to count,
and remember,
you went away
a day ago
yesterday.

Run,
faster, faster,
have to catch
and hold the magic
in our hands,
then we'll never
be apart again.

We pant and puff,
were did it go?
That shooting star,
it fell a second ago!

Your stare
and I too:
from here
where do we go?

I don't wear rings anymore
they hook memories
like invisible magnets
and bring them to the shore.

Like washed away things
lying on the sand
they wink at me
as if to say,
what a folly
we are really.

I don't want  
a ring
from anyone
ever again.

Help me God
hold my empty hand.

A moment magnified
is life seen,
a smile answered
joy complete,
tears shared
sorrow divides,
a glimpse of you
is togetherness.

Its just me and you
a drop of hope
in my vast emptiness.

I am sad today
you ask me why.
I stare at you
and you at me.

blue eyes
dark eyes
look at each other
seeking answers
in oceans of tears.

we cry together.

Didn't want to sleep
stars were singing and dancing
alluring me
to unlock the door
and run to them.

But eye lids were heavy
and sleep came
while stars faded
like many distant dreams.

So much of life is lived
on a state of nothingness
this is life
and I sink in.