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!