Wind

All of a sudden it all faded,
The joy, those laughters that I heard 'time ago,
Slowly I heard that silence creep by anger,
And I prayed not this time, I mocked at self!

The soft thread that weaves those tender flowers,
I made a garland, Look! For you to wear,
In your crownly dress, below the crown,
I stayed dazzled as I looked at you,
I smirked and smiled in joy and clapped my hands...

Hide low! Hide low! I screamed in fear,
To save her from the coming wind,
Yet she scorned me, said I'm a coward,
I was exempt, she got, carried away...

Then I wept for what a folly I did,
I could have pushed her on the ground,
I surely must have had time,
For to eternity I stared that engrossing wind,
It all disappeared in a gush...
The way it came, the way it went,
Then there was, the clear blue sky...

A Step to Help

I.
Far away to a distant land,
She had run away from home,
With past behind and present unknown,
In search of future, she had went along…
…along the tides, the sun and shade,
…with years to come, with days to live!

A journey of haste, she took in rage,
Traveling to reign, the world she owned,
Yet her strength crumbled in tears,
When the world she knew, was none, no more.

In despair she cried, and for food she traveled,
Short of money…but she knew no job,
Thence on a street, she cried in pain,
Asking alms to strangers unknown,
Who merrily traveled, ate good and sweet,
Wore cloths oh! New! She wished to steal!
Yet her pain, they failed to know…

II.
Then once when I walked, in joy, I saw,
A poor lady, begging for alms,
Hundreds had passed, never giving a coin,
For a rupee one gave,
Could have eased her pain…
Selfish they were and humanity was lost…

But I, a student, could not just pass by,
For a help in need, is a help indeed,
Thus I gave some rupee coin,
Offered some food, and she smiled to thank,
I felt blessed, merry the sun, shined bright!

Loneliness

The years of solitude, Oh! Eternally new,
With none to be with, save the shadow you own,
What you hear, is what you get,
A throbbing pain in a weary heart,
Loneliness reigns, we cry too harsh!

Oh sorrow! That gentle sorrow, oh no!
It smoothly creeps deep down your soul,
Crumbling your happiness, you’ve stored in joy,
Darkening your pain, you’ve tried to let go…
Loneliness reigns, you cry too harsh!

Motions jaywalk, heart beats fast in pain,
With mind to a distant land, eyes, distract itself to a horizon far,
Far away, we ere an escape,
Wish to retreat, yet pain stands in our way,
For loneliness reigns, we cry too harsh!

“Stop! Oh! Please!”
“Please stop!” I scream,
Hear my pain, for it haunts me down,
A throbbing pain in a weary heart,
Loneliness reigns, I cry too harsh!

Heart’s Echo

Late at night, I heard your voice,
And needless to say, I cried in joy,
Seeking forgiveness, for you are pure,
With it your presence, I now hearken in delight!

Thump! Thump! My heart raced in pain,
When you fumbled to utter a word to me,
Restless I was, insane I grew,
As I looked that joyous way of yours!

Angelic delight! Angelic delight!
Merry, I am in joy,
Smell the fragrance, the air breathes tonight,
Make a wish, for the star is out at night!

Too eternal…too long the way,
To hold you tight and feel your touch,
As I write a word for you oh! Dear,
I feel you close…the distance no more!

Shining Star!

For…
Late at nights, I celebrate the joy,
In endless stars that lures at sky,
Deep down below, I stare at her,
Yet from above, she fails to know I’m there!

I smirk! I smile! I scream out loud,
Wishing she hear a willow sound,
Yet she never knows I long her way,
So tonight she shines, the morn, she sets!

The eternal wait, we both then start to wait,
I look up…she looks down…
Shining bright, I find her in sky,
Merry making with her friends, she reckons me not!

Then, one day, it so happened,
In the very night I celebrate,
Something unexpected, occurred to me,
The night, then, felt cold and soft,
Soon the pyre began to burn,
With it my wait, faded to ash…

Thence her eyes, turned towards to me,
Fiercely she cried, brought down the rain,
The star fell down…
I could not catch!

Moving ON …a story to tell

In tranquil jest I sing a song,
Of leaving behind the past behind,
With ecstasy I forgive the deeds,
Assuring never to repent the act!

Wandering endlessly, I forlorn the presence,
The joy, the moments…those beautiful memories,
And as I walk along, the crowds are dear,
For moments ago, I bid a presence, a jocund bye!

Farewell to you!
Save to those beautiful memories,
I will cherish them in joy,
Yet never shall I long in pain,
That presence so gay,
That voice so sound…

For I know! I know!
Time passes by!
Moves on with its own story to tell!
Thence in tranquil jest, I sing a song,
Letting go the presence,
Those joyous joys!

Shristi...a creation

For Riza,

Somber sound of delightful voice,
Of pain that pretends a joy,
When thoughts gaze deep down your soul,
It reverberates a thump that chokes a smile,
And escapes mortal confusion and joy,
Crumbling an existence on which we stand,
Casting an elusive ma-gical spell,
Stirring melancholy in the holy grail!

Pour that in a cup so small,
And drink it in a gulp of ‘gust,
Then the world falls to order,
With no chaos, violence and rage,
Save juvenile words that comes from a mouth,
On longing a presence, those eyes then cry,
With restlessness to a million time,
Repenting the deed, tears fail to weep,

As standing alone, you look around,
See what you’ve done…what you’ve wished,
A shadow then merges with it in joy,
Never leaving until worlds die!

Melancholic Joy

When in anger a voice, longs to smile,
Longing ways to reach the sky,
Upon the stars and screaming out loud,
Fulfilling the wishes for you are mine,
As we travel to time and more,
From present to future, with past behind,
I reckon then, your face so gay,
That cheerful voice, that smile and jest,
With whose presence I have climbed,
Reached the stars to make you close,
And spreading my arms wide open in joy,
I hearken the thoughts of insane crowd,
That endlessly fight and never cease to fade,
Striking the cliffs with the waves,
As I tremble, we both feel frail,
Wishing to rise to a step of strength,
To fight back the life, owning it for long,
Amongst the harshness of the time,
Between the smiles and the pain,
Thence,
When in solemn nights I long your way,
I reach the stars and hold the sun,
Making it run to get your warmth!

Blackout!

For Riza,

The crude nights of fading joy,
Troubling marks of pain and grief,
Solitude that ere a presence,
Repenting the deeps with imploring voice…

Your tears I recall,
That colossal smile echoes in my heart,
Wishing to hear that joyous voice,
I wander places, yet fail your touch…

Journey of rudeness…harshness and agony,
Of trifle mistakes that forms a mountain,
When in anger we both screamed,
We lost a friend…a bond of strength…

“Time! Oh Time! Stop!” I plead,
Refrain the act to drift in joy,
In endless fragrance of eternal spring,
In endless fragrance of eternal spring!

Frail bond, was it I ask,
That faded in the blowing wind,
With the rain soaking a cadence of flame,
Upon the anguish and the pain!

Hearts are heavy,
It pounds to long,
That gentle voice…
That gentle touch…

Someone I loved,
I lost in vain,
Amidst the nights of darkness,
Causing a blackout…
A stir and silence…

Sleep…Endless Sleep!

Sleep…endless sleep,
Too weary the eyes, it now seems,
As they stare and gaze to the morning light,
Waiting for the night to fall…

Tiresome body on a hectic day,
Wandering here and there for a day’s routine,
Foreseeing the chaos, agony and scream,
I am waiting for this day to end!

Silence is a humor when the sun shines bright,
Patience is a folly while deeds are prejudices to rest,
Maddening crowds squander on paths,
As they wait for the night to fall…

Somber nights where the nightingales rest,
The bats rule over the sky,
As they intently wait for their prey,
I fall asleep…to an endless sleep!

Lost in Cholera

I heard the day’s news,
160 dead…a few troubled,
Then my thought to you reached,
With melancholy, Beloved, Oh! Mine!
Are you fine?
In that distant place;
Away…far away,
Days to reach…

Troubling are these times,
As I write a letter to you,
One added to the toll,
Pray you hearken my words…
For Beloved, a distance saves my health…
A distance tries to touch your skin…

I fail to write!
I shake over…over and more…
Something pierced my ears and heart,
I wish to speak, words choke within,
One new number again to list,
The name revealed,
Oh! what a pain!
Tears all down these eyes;
As they stick to the TV box,
Hearing what they say,
Rejecting what they say,

NO! NO! NO WAY OUT!
LET ME END! LET YOU READ!

T.I.M.E.! S.T.O.P.! FREEZE
I will run,
Snatch you when you’re gone…

NO! You’re NOT GONE!
NO! YOU’RE NOT GONE!
But you are ………………………………………

Angelic Delight!

Wandering endlessly, I look for a vision,
Of a distant voice that aches a longing,
Where spring stays, the cold never comes,
Where patience reigns, prejudice never forms!

Behind the mountains, across the land,
...lies endless hills and endless dales,
...endless soft ground we thus touch at points,
As we walk, walk and walk!

And ask to me, what the voice is like?
I reclaim, "Angelic delight! Angelic delight!
Tender, soft, soothing and calm,
Deep is her voice, just like the sea,
Scorning, mocking, showing the way,
Joyous like wind (that sways the fields),
Merry is that voice!"

Thus in delight, I wait; it comes,
For displaced distance, we are near,
As they stare the beauty surpasses,
To them it thus fades, that soul I love and long!

Baby, I Love You!

Oh! look merry love, you are pretending hate,
Joys of togetherness, you're saying distance!
How stubborn you sound...how cute you look,
Baby tell me, I Love You!

You long my presence, I do the same,
And in presence you quarrel...that sweet anger,
As you test my patience, test my love,
You find it queer, yet you accept the fact.

Ignorant you sound, caring deep within,
Hunny, your smile and laughter I recall in days,
For in the serene night, soothing wind,
As the stars shine...one falls down,
Longing my way...you're that star.

And till the wind blows, in rage or tender,
It sends my love.

Thus in every air you breathe,
You breathe my love!

Nostalgia

A longing I wait,
After you are gone,
Visualizing your presence,
All over and more.

As I walk that very park,
Remember the park we met?
And once you gently had caressed my cheek,
Oh Beloved, come back for I,
I need to express,
How much, YES! I LOVE YOU!

A fear of closeness I feared too harsh,
Thus a step aback I had moved,
Then you went…back and back,
Till you reached that Lord’s hands!

Now as I read the morning news,
A painful case…a painful case…
Indeed a very PAINFUL CASE…

Your gentle touch I now long,
After you are gone,
Waiting your presence,
Just like the shore that stares to the eternal horizon…but just to see its shore!

(This is a poem I wrote after reading James Joyce’s A Painful Case. The poem is longing of love by James Duffy.)

Patient Children of the World

How long can patience wait,
When everything is in haste?
To patience, when you cheer and woo,
What is time? When it flows a river’s journey?

Yes! Oh! yes! Life is early,
To noon and night…
Those mystic dawns and dusk,
Astounding shades, bright morning suns,
As earth does around, those patience are pretences!

Almighty voice, hear my words,
As I reclaim, who are you?
And yet you turn the tides,
Smooth and soft,
Gentle wind,
Tranquility and clash…

And when everything you turn at pace,
Why do your children wait?

Another Chance …an aching for longing your love

Feelings does prevail, when emotions are full,
When in melancholy affection fails to comfort,
Loneliness, ‘spite the crowd does last long,
Love, when love, becomes a bane,
Its joy turns sadness, smiles becomes pain.

That deep red rose, I once gave to you,
Look! its color is fading…withering…falling apart,
For the spring that brought joy and laughter,
Has slowly slipped away, by the sad autumn,
To a brief halt or eternity? I know not the length.

As I sit back and rest,
I stay confused…worried…my eyes feel heavy,
Longing your way, where you never come to me,
Longing your affections that you never, show to me,
Longing your care that you never do to me,
Longing your merry talks that you never share to me,
Longing your love that you never express!

Into the Wild

I walk in heavy steps, my heart pounds in confusion,
As I stop by the woods…deep down the center,
Rudderless, I know not where to go,
Where would I reach, as I turn a way?

The valleys are long gone,
I do not know when it will start again,
All I hear are wild sounds of the wilderness,
The colossal breeze, the shades of the sun.

The echoes of agony, screams and pain,
Were sometime ago absorbed by the woods,
Just when I had reached the forest,
Just as I had crossed the village…

Above the shade, a majesty, I know reigns,
Giving life, spreading warmth,
And as I walk, I wander on my journey,
To reach above the shade, ‘neath the sun.

Journey’s Fate

The sky smiled in joy-ly tears,
Drenching pain, spreading warmth,
As we both snuggle in our warm bed,
Sipping coffee, watching movie.

Time has stopped,
We cuddle and smile,
Kisses at times and times of kisses,
Beloved your breath, I now breathe…

Hush! See, the day is soft and cold,
And in there is warmth and love,
As the rain gently touches the earth,
My lips too aching, touches your tender lips!

To Our Child

A flashing lightening, struck me by delight,
As I newly born soul,
Emblem of our love that you gave birth,
Merrily laughs,
In joy I sing,
Tap my feet on ground,
While I hear that joyous sound…

Dear you are, a gift to me,
To sooth my heart by eternal joy,
When in…at times, I fall down,
I raise you high, and see you smile,
All pain fades, you beget me your love,
What success I need,
What failure touches my skin,
When your little eyes squeezes showing all your toothless teeth,
My Beloved Child, you are dear,
Dear, dear, dear and dear…
And to profess our love,,
We both say,
I Love You.

Joy-eyed Thought

Your delighting smile,
Sweet sound, I hearken in your voice,
Beloved, your face,
Keeps coming in my mind,
Dancing in my eyes,
As I long yet again, your way in joy!

Paths of togetherness we walked and walk,
Hand in hand, as we share other’s future,
Upraise your chest,
And walk high and tall,
And on the places you fall,
I will hold you firm, raise you and smile,
Then say in assurance,
“Go on Dear,
When you fall, and whence you climb,
A step behind, I will be by your path!”

Wait

Weaving the paths of glory and nearness,
I have plucked you flowers to see you smile,
Care not the thorns, I touch their tenderness,
Bleeding yet smiling,
I conceal the pain,
For beloved you are, more the joy when I touch the thorns,
Than when you touch the pain to see me smile…

Harsh times and time too strange to cope,
Torn between love and fate,
I live a life, which I am not,
As I scorn and chide,
I trouble the paths in solemn silence,
And vision too rude,

Unraveling love, I seek a sight,
Of a Fair Lady that I lost,
Who cast a cover of some darn damsel,
With heart of anger than love and warmth,
Attempts too true, went vain, were though not vague,
Of a longing that is but an illusion.

When my heart ere love, warmth, closeness and joy,
Your folly mind derails your heart,
Giving me fragrance of somber solitude and pain,
Which resembles love to you my dear!

War-torn love

Shh! My love,
The air spreads joy tonight,
Your hazel eyes, your tender smile,
Oh my love,
You are close tonight!

The fragrance is soft,
My heart pounds your love,
Like angry beasts it screams in delight,
Seeing the pretence despite the closeness.

Beloved look! the world is falling,
Actors of rage clash with ferocity,
As one plots against the other,
And somewhere in between,
We there stand,
Waving our love, to horizons far,
North to South, and East to West,

Love, let us be true to stand and show,
When armies collide, we shine above,
From pools of blood,
We rise as a deep red rose,
Soaking hatred,
Spreading love!

Outburst!

“I love you,
where are you?
I long your way, and yet we fight,
anger, warnings,
Love, I love you and yet still hate you,
Beloved, I wish you my happiness,
I wish your smile,
I love to love you,
and still I hate you,
what is wrong?
I do not know!
let us be happy, always, forever,
I do my best to keep you happy,
and yet we fight…still we quarrel,
can’t we be like others?
Love, complaints, anger,
both hurt the other,
you warn to leave for I fail to understand,
Beloved I love you, I am sorry forever,
never will I let you down, I won’t hurt you again,
I am a human, I ere and learn,
let me learn, don’t leave me for my mistake,
I need a chance to learn!
I love you forever long!”

Clash!

The seductive sound of ephemeral joy,
To it I drink, bottles of wine,
As I hear what I long,
Tempest of music flooded in the sea!

Sea of song,
Lyrics a ship,
Words the sailors,
Soothing music, the gentle wind!

The waves then collide,
A fearsome battle they start to rage,
When in profusion nature, clash its might,
The tenor to one, strong…too strong…
The reflection of other, repulsive!

Then the sun, shines in bright morning,
Lighting the dark, comforting the confront,
As sea gulls and albatross, rules the sky,
To view how nature, clash and die!

Poetry, a word game

sound sweetness speaks some song,
fragrance fills failing fragments,
necessity needs needless names,
to turn time as time turns the tide.

look! love look! loss left lust,
hamlets held hostage, hope has hurt,
when words wail with wordless way,
ripe right rusts…ruin runs resembling rain.

destruction does destroy, demolish demanding deeds,
patience pretends…prudence preys peril,
you yell your youth,
kindness kindles kaleidoscopic kite,
as awakened
beauty beasts beam bringing
jest…joys…

Heartless Words

Fires of hearty delight,
Sings in joy of merry fragrance,
To breathe the sweet, smell of love,
…screaming out loud,
Of emotions that words fail to convey…

What word is worth to what I feel?
When what I feel, it fails to mean,
Neither joy…nor the longing it does express,
As I write that very delight.

Imprinted words, expression unexpressed,
Lively emotions, defunct meanings of heartless letters,
Take a second chance to change your mind,

Never as it still does bar,
Emotion of a beating heart!

Life as Cigarette

The disappearing smoke of a cigarette,
Ashes of a human life,
Smoked by the immortal god,
Who creates does destroy,
What is for eternity, stays for long!

Woes

Amidst the anger,
There is pain,
Echoes of voices,
Unexpressed words of love and care,

I love you, and yet, I can never express,
For I am a man…barred to confess….
With it, I am not, even allowed to cry,
When you shed those piercing tears!

Yet again, I am a man,
Stiff I must…resemble to be,
As in the world of men, we all do live,
Where only she sheds tears…men are stiff!

Echoes of a distant thoughts,
Of freedom bells, I hear in my ears,
Where love from within,
I can show…
In tears of your,
Where I can shed,

Come! Let us go to that distant place,
We are going…going…going and gone!

Home

My heart drifts to a place far too away,
My legs yet goes to a journey of home,
As I walk in heavy steps,
The place seems far too distant!

Oh! wind, where do you go?
Or is your journey, somewhere you long not to blow?
To north I head, you blow to south,
Away to solemn nights,
When day here is bright and blue!

And as I almost reach the journey,
Thoughts of an abstruse image,
With gestures of careen emotions that is confused,
Leaves me troubled, its part done in perfection,
To it I gaze, my journey, like the image is an illusion,

Thence I walk, where I feel my place,
To a destined journey, but just my home!

Lo…

Words to confess,
Love to feel that I show,
In days too restless,
The night too silent,
Our presence short in length,
As I sit by your side,
Twenty four hours, is but an hour!

For you I am,
You are for other,
What futile life, what love is worth?
When my arms long your way,
But you go, stretch to someone else’s arms…

The journey of haste,
Is slow and steady,
And when I reach almost the end,
I turn behind, you are far,
So I wait, wait for you,
To come and reach…

Yet your travel, is distracted by a vision,
I wait here, you wait there for it,
I turn again, a step to complete,
I step the line, I win; yet loose,

For with someone else you come along,
As I look your way, before I get the prize!

Enemy

I pile my anger, and pose over him,
Of my sufferings, agony, I charge,
Attack…beat…beat him till he bleeds,
I care not his suffering or his pain.

Battle…fight…I hit you, you hit me back.
In rage we clash,
Either or the both injured,
I’ll kill you, we both swear,
and with stains of blood, we head back home.

Yet sometimes back,
These enemies were two best friends,
Some misunderstandings all failed to be vain,
As I see, I call my friend, too close to me,
Pray we not suffer the same harsh deeds,
To truth we stick, understandings we seek,
In misunderstandings we’ll apologize,
To stop enmity.

Bridge

Over the bridge, I stare to my view,
To the right I smile, he left I weep,
For on the right I see, wealth and prosperity,
To my left I see, slums and poverty,
And in between them, I stand and think,

Did god create the rich or the poor?
Or someone like me, with some mind to think?
Who used his mind, reached my right,
Who stayed lazy, I see on my left.

I blame not fate, nor blame my God,
…neither seek vengeance for rich being rich,
I query the minds, startled and quote,
For humans do create, the best of terms. 1

Thence I say, I smile and weep,
To right I lead, if I use my mind,
Yet if I fail, stay lazy and dull,
I pave my way, but to the left.

1: Milton in his essay said, men always create best ideas. The line is a modified version of this very words.

Years and Forth of Joy

To a hundred year and forth I see,
A vision of merry thoughts,
I harvest in laughter and sow in smile,
In ferocity I stay content and amazed,
The paths of servitude,
I throng open for solitude.

Oh and when the bells ring,
Of hymns and with triumphant voices,
In joy it sings,
The journey of sun, along with shade,
For a hundred year and forth of serenity.

With love you beget the wonders of life,
Cherry cheeks with ample fragrance,
Of tender kiss, hugs of warmth,
To a journey of thorns yet walks of joy.

In eternal spring we shall dwell,
To discern the ambiguous walks of life!

Dawn Preaching

Of silence and calmness, the early dawn preaches me,
In madness and haste, with a runner’s legs, I walk a sage,
To a journey after the moon…before the sun,
In endless times ‘fore I wake up…’fore I sleep,
With mysteries to harvest, sow and reap,
Illusions of fragrance I still have to breathe,
To years and days of joy and pain,
Of longing to closeness, a bliss of chance over ill-fated fate,
With a spark of desire, I ere my destiny,
But a destiny of and all on my own,
Not a destiny without a sight in vision,
With no twilights to guide, no ways to reach,
As I float and drown amidst the sea!

Beauty Redefined

The sweet smell of her hands,
Soft, gentle, kind and tender,
Perfect smile, eyes of depth,
I drown in it,
Too shallow yet seems the depth!

Her voice in mind,
Resonates and echoes in my heart,
Could I hear the very words again?
Could I smile to see the very smile again?

Tempest in the sun,
Burning flames in the moon,
Earth too cold,
The air subtle and silent…poignant too,
For I await her presence to come,
To calm me down,
In hysteria I am restless; waiting and waiting,
To hold those hands that takes me to eternal serenity of temperate emotions…

Thence the sun burns in flames,
The moon is cold,
The earth in tempest sings with the air,
Would you hold my hands as well?

Eternal Life

The smell of rose,
It’s fragrance too soft,
When enters the soul,
Makes it feel to yonder a vision,
In silent nights, the air smells soft,
Like the darling buds of a rose,
The rose is you.
It makes we await,
The buds to grow and play,
Dance gently with the wind,
In springs and rain,
From it stands and wait,
And wait long; so long…

The end is near,
For there is the winter to come,
It tries to live,
In vain it fails,
As nature who creates,
Never fails to destroy,
To save its essence,
To eternal springs of joy!

Thence I sing,
The joy of living,
The joy of being!

To My Friend

A friend in need is a friend in deed,
As I stay next to you,
What loneliness when I have a friend to share,
Who stays with me,
In joy and pain?

He is with me,
When all depart…fake friendship all save his,
And to you my friend,
I dedicate this piece,
In pain and joy, we shall always stick,

Time and time, when it takes our test,
We shall withstand, nay depart in self pain,
For that friendship stays long,
Which has always withstood, the test of time!

Content! Content!

To an image, she stares and blinks,
With laughter and joy, she grasps its words,
And in her eyes I see the spark,
Of all human existence...soothe my heart,

Thence in her memory, I write a line,
To oldage and forth, I bless to thee,
When everyone in sorrow sheds a tear,
You shall smile...your very enchanting smile,
In it will all, miseries drown,
An angel blessed them all, you're the one.

To put a smile on my face in pain,
To spread your love when all are in despair!

Our Common Path

The paths seem long,
Like a journey of a sage,
Quiet and soft on a quest we seem…
And as tenderly my thoughts drift to your presence,
I wonder the distance…walk along the path…

Beloved the journey,
It sure is long,
The miseries and anguish, we surely do tread,
The pain and hardship, you do beget…
The joys and smiles, you always do spread,
as you walk the path, like I do on mine,
And then comes the way,
A path so common, we walk along,
Hand in hand, with merry gestures, your careen motions;
Motions that ere emotions of distance null;
But just not that of walking along…

Tender and soft, my dear you are,
Thing that hurt me, hurts you more,
So step on my feet, in joy you will walk,
The thorns meant to you,
Undoubtedly I’ll tread in joy!

Changing Desire

Would flowers blossom?
In autumn so dry?
When leaves fall down; wither pale and grey,
When everything that lives,
Turns frail and brisk,
In the warm sunny day…
In the serene night…

Oh! and when does one live?
In joyous mood; merry sleep?
When ‘spite the closeness, there is distance,
What does one dread,
When love seems bane?

With pounding mind, shaky hands,
Beating heart that longs your arrival,
In anguish I conceal my screams,
I scream from within; my lips hide my pain,
That pounds for your presence;
“Spring! Oh! spring! Mark your arrival,
For the lifeless autumn is too hard to cope,”

In jubilance where everyone sings,
Springs of love, with a rose so red,
I’ll give to my love,
Farewell autumn, I despise your presence!

Love …I long not thy tears

To anger I scorn the pain,
For sweet melodies turns grey and dull,
As one in anguish, screams and chide,
Same does other; un-thought miseries takes new shape and form!

Oh! and where is the day?
When there’s laughter and joy?
Of sweet sounds of love and laughter,
That stays in the air…

Thence in tranquillity, I ere the day,
And like the flames of a fire that sways in wind,
In joy my thoughts dance in grief,
For I reckon the anger…would it return?

Please! Oh please! Throw away the anger,
I long not thy tears and hurtful words,
Save merry emotions of words of wondrous love and smiles,
And in joy we shall dwell,
To the horizon across the sea,
Thence in laughter, we will sing of love,
Forlorn anger…chide and scorn its presence…

Oh love! I love thy memory of bitter moments that yet sounds sweet,
For ‘spite the anger, in it hides love,
And in slumber way who dares intrude our emotions?
For between you and me, no one lives!

Soul Song

What is life?
Is it just a dream?
A second you wake up,
The remaining you sleep.

In perishable earth, you yearn for desires,
In quest you adduce the shape of a soul,
In vessels you fill, or in wax you imprint,
Yet in words it stays, shapeless and deformed,
And in leaks of vessels, it escapes in joy.

With sound eloquence you say, immortal soul,
Yet in earth, it is crisp and frail,
A moment you laugh, sometimes cry in rage,
And alas! The next moment, to the horizon you stare still!

Sweet Misery …in dreams cherished, in reality, away!

I turned around, I saw you smile,
In chaos, I surrendered to you,
With eyes that sprung in joy,
And while your smile sedated me with tranquillity in sorrow,
Yet in boredom, you give me no delight,
For who are you?
I know not your soul,
Nor do you know, who I am;

Thence in misery we surely do live,
‘spite the longing, never shall we meet,
Save another coincidence, I wait your way…

Till then an illusion, I bid you a farewell,
Till then your existence; I must deny,
Save a vision that ere your way,
And thus in my dreams, you will be cherished,
Yet in reality, alas! Miles away!

A Note to My Beloved

A year too short,
Went away in your arms,
With merry memories,
I gave you my heart,
And as days pass,
Hunny I miss you a lot,
Don’t care the distance,
For it strengthens love as it plays to grow,
I stay; just next to you,
Breathing your love,
I stay confused,
For Love, oh! look,
Filled my heart with joy,
When indeed I never thought it would come…
And then you came,
Lonely roads, in day you are my shadow,
Serene nights, you are the light,
Reckon your heart bead, that beats for me,
Feel your breathe, the air that you breathe,
In strange world we surely do live,
When everyone on journey, rush and haste,
Someone waits as well, their journey awaits,
And it is when your patience pays a lifetime,
Now that you’ve found it,
Forever it will last,
And then in triumph, you will sing songs and wish,
I be with you…you be with me,
For life is a journey, love comes to blossom,
When your patience sings in jubilance,
You stay shy!
Oh, but why?
And yet my beloved,
Hearken my words,
Words I profess, time and again,
In silent murmur, only you will hear,
For if I say loud, others will envy,
My love for you,
Your love for me,
Oh Beloved, how much I say, time and again,
And yet never I get tired of it,
Indeed not, for I could savour your love,
Till my life time; till I sleep for the last time,
When ‘spite the love, I never can say,
I love you.
Shh!

Joan of Arc

In the pyres I hear her agony,
As tied in chains, she is burnt alive,
“Help! Help! It’s hot” she screams,
Jumping on fire, yet never succeeding…

Oh and look how they stare,
Some cursing, some weeping over the deed,
In anguish of cruelty,
That disguises for humanity;

And yet they turn their ears deaf,
Eyes blind, oh! what misery!
Where is humanity?
Oh! someone go! Rush!
Blow away the flame!
Oh! Please! It’s cruel!
Ruthless! Merciless!
A man giving justice to another man!
Oh! who is he?
How justified is his deed?
Save her!
That is justice…
Go! Rush!
Blow away the flame…
It’s hurting her…

And yet no one moved to save,
Save all stared and gazed,
Nothing did remain,
Everything died away,
And with it, so did her screams,
That said “Help! Help! It’s hot!”

But why didn’t you GO? Rushed?
Blew out the flame?

Illusion …when existence is an illusion?

Is she there? or is she an illusion?
With careen gestures, graceful motions,
With voice so very sweet,
Does she hear the words I say?
Feel and breathe my presence for long,
Staring at the stars and sky,
Up to the sun…off to the sun,
Reaching the sky from where she stares,
Like the heaven’s queen,
Wherever I go,
Watching my movements,
Warming my soul,
Shining in the dark,
Testing me in the day,
And I stay faithful, honest for long,

For,
No matter if the stars don’t shine,
No matter if the moon hides behind the clouds,
I look your way…

But is she there? or just an illusion I own?
With careen gestures, graceful motions?

Lovely Pretences!

When everything is fair,
When it is love,
What distance, what pretences?
Nothing lasts for long,
Scorn and chide,
Mock me and I;
I will smile in merry gestures,
With smiles that ere to touch thy lips,
Gently…softly…silent and tender…

And as birds migrate for warmth in the cold,
They bring to me, thy love that I long,
And as they depart, I send mine in regards,
For I know that thy long for my presence too…

Damsel

When words doth fail,
What do I say,
Save notes of gratitude,
Words dost betray,
Save emotions I feel.

Who hath seen thee?
Nor hath I felt thy skin,
And yet so near thou art to me,
That I feelth thee every second,
Minute and hour...what days and nights...

See for in the serene nights,
Maddening day,
I think of thee,
Wander and wonder at thy thought
For every hope that turns me down,
Thy words and smiles,
Pulls me up...

You

And when the night in its silence brings,
The gentle wind, the shining stars,
And behind the cloud, a reflected moon,
I stare to it and sing a song,
The chilly night warms me up,
So long as the moon I reminiscence is you!

Dilemma

To see or to be blind?
Who has seen the future that awaits?
Neither the blind nor who own vision,
Tell me, what next second brings onto you!

To hear or to turn deaf?
Where is justice that you seek?
Those who have heard, those cries of agony and pain,
Who have spoken?
And for those who spoke, have their words been heard?

Would I exist or not?
Who has seen the future?
The question, a pendulum,
Hanging by a thread,
Causing a dilemma of my very existence.

Am I me or am I else?
How do I know; who I am?
Scorn and laugh at me,
But I ask to you to prove me your existence,
Who are you? What’s your name?

Thence I say,
Life – hanging by the thread,
What next second brings, no one knows,
What’s our existence, we fail to know!

Untold words, I am Sorry!

And when someone thee adores,
In a single day changes colour,
‘spite the twenty summers and same the winter,
We have been together,

How do you cope?
When the spring turns autumn,
And the autumn stays for long,
Formal words, mouth so mum,
What do you dread?
When hope turns grey?

I long not the silence,
I long not the pain,
Crying in nights,
Tears in smiles,

And when despair bites you,
Help becomes helplessness,
When every word thou speakst becomes a source of pain,
Trust on to me, I ere not to see thy suffrage.

Thence silence is a bliss,
I stay wordless, thou feelst no pain,
And still I wonder, does my silence hurt you the same?

I fail not to know,
I fail to feel,
Thou art my joy, inspiration and a source of pride,
Alas I fail to confess these very words,
For every word I speak, I have hurt thine heart!

Winter Love ...many hath lost, few have won!

The nights are long,
Eternal seems the day,
The wait too restless,
Patience is burden;

As I ere for her presence,
Heart in jubilance sings and pounds,
Emotions I feel, words fail to express,
My heart is for thee;
Thou art for me.

Could I then breathe?
The fragrance of a flower?
That blossoms in joy ‘spite the winter so cold?
OR
Could I breathe?
The scent of her body?
And forget my hunger by her words so sweet?
Words and laughter, helplessness and love,
Thou art cherished for long,
Within my memories,
Thine love blossoms on,
And it speaks what thou fail to confess,

Love is a game of heart,
Where many hath lost,
Only few have won!

Distant Distance?

So far yet so near you seem to me,
I feel you, in each passing hour,minute and second are we not away?
And still with it, we get so very close.

With you by my side,
I reckon not the distance,
Thus I ponder and gaze; ask to you…
Define the distance and I will fill the journey…

A blessing you are to me,
So late, yet still you are,
so far, yet so near you are to me,
I feel you, every passing hour,
Hour to minute; minute to second, we are not away,
You are so very close.

Distant Love

Love I pray, I feel your emotions that you feel,
In tranquil nights and maddening crowds at day,
I think of you, your fragrance of love; thus is real,
And does it not help me find light in the dark way?
‘spite our distance, I feel your presence; I do,
For further the journey, love strengthens and play,
In the sombre nights and aloof days, I thus, eye your way,
You are here, and you are not, and yet thine sound,
Thine laughter, thine smile, thine voice, oh! so very sweet,
I recall and re-cherish the moments we shared,
‘neath the trees, hidden by the bushes,
And how love dwelled, those kisses and embraces…
Smile my princess, never worry of our distance,
For every air you breathe, I breathe the same air too.