Saturday, March 09, 2019
Summer Rains
Thursday, March 07, 2019
Good Fortune
For you were not there to cheer up my day,
For the days have made you so special
That I don't have words to tell you how.
Not that I am what you want me to be
Not that I do what you really want me to
For I evade your eyes and your smile
Flitting across like a mirage with you.
Yet without your smile no day is perfect,
Your sunshine that radiates joy for me,
My eyes roam around your empty space
As if you are seated where you do normally.
The memory of your smile flashes to me
And a stupid grin spreads across my face.
Soul Friend
Saturday, February 23, 2019
Auschwitz
For they were innocents who wore their hearts on their sleeves, the ones who had not learnt how to deceive with a serpent's tongue or act like a dove.
They bore their yokes without even a murmur and none ever saw them cry. Not that their shoulders crumbled with the weight but only became stronger.
Now, they look like zombies lost in a mad world of dictators and strange chatter.
Tuesday, February 19, 2019
Spring
Where your promises filled this heart daily,
Your thoughts played like a chorus in a song,
And in those days, you were like a demigod.
When you reach out with your tender words,
When you return to this life with your bounce,
I forget that once your absence left me hurt,
And I celebrate your homecoming with delight.
My fears are about what I’ll do if you go away,
For a promising world had collapsed in a day.
When you and I parted our ways eons ago,
To leave behind a life of longing and strife.
You bring new thoughts and dreams to cherish
Again I speak of us as if we are one single unit.
Sunday, February 10, 2019
Languor
Your lips haunt me with their persistence,
Your love is from an unrealistic world,
One that could set me on fire always.
Your gentle whispers that could melt me,
Your endearing ways that leave memories,
Your words that have a hold over me,
Mind, body and soul throughout time.
Your face I search on my every face,
Your musical voice I long to hear daily,
You intrude upon my silent moments
And leave an empty hole beside me.
Awake from a dream of our togetherness,
I feel languorous from our lovemaking.
Despair
You turn and hide the fears,
The loneliness, the despair
The longing that takes over.
One that keeps haunting you
You dream of his nimble fingers
And being lost in his magic.
This life was not to be like this,
You had pleasant dreams always
One of lifelong togetherness
Where tiny toes stepped forward.
Still this is the life one has now,
One of despair and longings.
Sunday, January 13, 2019
At home
We were at home, you in your sky blue shirt,
With chocolate stains from my hungry fingers,
Your cheeks smudged with my new lipstick,
When the story ended rather abruptly for us.
Instead what I saw in the place was a durbar
Among countless dancers and a huge crowd
Who were screaming praises of our names
Your eyes on me, your lovely demure queen.
We climbed the ancient steps to the palace
Dressed in all regalia, very sure of each other;
Then this fragment from the last day I saw you,
Two broken pieces were put together for a while
A glimpse of an old home, a place of no return
With a strange wonder, I feel like being at home.
Tuesday, January 01, 2019
Monday, December 31, 2018
Sunday, December 30, 2018
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Friday, December 28, 2018
Thursday, December 27, 2018
Wednesday, December 26, 2018
Tuesday, December 25, 2018
Monday, December 24, 2018
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Saturday, December 22, 2018
Teacher
Friday, December 21, 2018
Thursday, December 20, 2018
Wednesday, December 19, 2018
Tuesday, December 18, 2018
Monday, December 17, 2018
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Friday, December 14, 2018
Thursday, December 13, 2018
Wednesday, December 12, 2018
Tuesday, December 11, 2018
Monday, December 10, 2018
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Wednesday, December 05, 2018
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Saturday, December 01, 2018
Thursday, November 22, 2018
Realigning all the spheres of life
For me, blogging was about actively indulging in the hobby of writing. Though it did not bring in any monetary benefits or renown, this hobby was kept alive so that one could write what one wanted to write.
However, this year has been a disappointment in terms of writing or keeping the balance in all the spheres of life. There is lack of inspiration as there is no infatuation to occupy the mind like earlier, no memory of your eyes turning me heart body and soul. No creative energy to rewrite unlike earlier when one could create magic out of a few scribblings.
So late this year, there is an attempt to realign this blog by bringing in some pieces of real writing that one indulges in. It also means one needs to start from the scratch and revamp this writing space that one used to be so proud of.
Monday, November 12, 2018
Thursday, November 08, 2018
Saturday, November 03, 2018
Friday, November 02, 2018
Saturday, October 06, 2018
Pensiamento Fantastico: The Kitchen God’s Wife
Journal: Serious and Trivial
The pages of my journal await to record a few thoughts. These could serious, trivial or even a mixture of both just like life. All these ram...