Like the residuum of a lingering illness
A cough here, a spasm there, an ache
So do you nest in, fragment like, a shiver
Chafed, remnants of a love gone, frayed ends
Remnants of a story unsaid, fading sunset
All remnants, remains of the day, extant
And we sit with the debris of desires in our hands. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Monday, 24 March 2014
Welcome Back
Oh yeah, welcome back
I have missed you
The walls have been up
And I have been building more
High up, higher and higher
Reinforced, dungeon dark
And tough, oh so tough
Till came a flicker
The lightest of touch
Butterfly wings, feather-like
A gentle breeze. Enough!
A smile tipping off the edge
Of eyelashes that caress your
Heart barely so. Fingers that
Electrify, sun-burst, lightening
Fireworks across the sky
Welcome back
Welcome back to ecstasy
And to agony; soul-sisters
To the blues and my shine too
January 2014
I have missed you
The walls have been up
And I have been building more
High up, higher and higher
Reinforced, dungeon dark
And tough, oh so tough
Till came a flicker
The lightest of touch
Butterfly wings, feather-like
A gentle breeze. Enough!
A smile tipping off the edge
Of eyelashes that caress your
Heart barely so. Fingers that
Electrify, sun-burst, lightening
Fireworks across the sky
Welcome back
Welcome back to ecstasy
And to agony; soul-sisters
To the blues and my shine too
January 2014
Monday, 26 August 2013
Abandoned Poems
Abandoned poems like abandoned houses
Wistful, ethereal, grave
Some shy, reticent, hesitant
Like strays hiding in corners
Few left by the roadside
Waving down cars
Some more yet in hiding
Hidden away, locked and bolted
Beautiful still, steady, strong
In glorious colours, moods; tinged
With emotion, heart, soul
Alive and resonant!
Wistful, ethereal, grave
Some shy, reticent, hesitant
Like strays hiding in corners
Few left by the roadside
Waving down cars
Some more yet in hiding
Hidden away, locked and bolted
Beautiful still, steady, strong
In glorious colours, moods; tinged
With emotion, heart, soul
Alive and resonant!
Touching with fingers
Touching with fingers the naked body
Of my dreams, I jump away with a cry
Singed fingers, a heart more singed
Still. Dust arises all around; fingers
Discarded of yore. Burnt, crumbled,
Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust
Of my dreams, I jump away with a cry
Singed fingers, a heart more singed
Still. Dust arises all around; fingers
Discarded of yore. Burnt, crumbled,
Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust
Knotted
Knotted since I swam out corded
My touch, my smell, my feel, my taste
My companion, vision, shadow
Heart breaker, healer, shaman!
I break each time you touch
I don't mend if you don't
Bound, gagged, slave or mistress
I hate yet crave you, O life
My touch, my smell, my feel, my taste
My companion, vision, shadow
Heart breaker, healer, shaman!
I break each time you touch
I don't mend if you don't
Bound, gagged, slave or mistress
I hate yet crave you, O life
Death is larger than life
Death is larger than life
An ache, the bigger hurt
Quiet, the louder sound
A face turned away, eyes shut
Heart cold. My acceptance
The deadlier severance
June 2013
An ache, the bigger hurt
Quiet, the louder sound
A face turned away, eyes shut
Heart cold. My acceptance
The deadlier severance
June 2013
Phool aye hain
Rishton pe khizaan aa bhi chuki
Faasle, duuri, adawat hai bassi hui
Ab na hasrat hai aur na zaroorat
Baat kab ki khatam ho bhi chuki
Par jis paidh se ik bharri ru't mein
Tum ne mujh pe phool thay barsaye
Hai wahin aaj bhi woh aur ru't hai wahi
Phool ayain hain, barse nahi abhi
April 2013
Faasle, duuri, adawat hai bassi hui
Ab na hasrat hai aur na zaroorat
Baat kab ki khatam ho bhi chuki
Par jis paidh se ik bharri ru't mein
Tum ne mujh pe phool thay barsaye
Hai wahin aaj bhi woh aur ru't hai wahi
Phool ayain hain, barse nahi abhi
April 2013
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