When I first saw you I thought you looked familiar but I couldn’t
place my finger on it. But in time, I remembered that it had something to do
with the songs in another time and space, though lost and gone. Your mannerisms
could bring back a secret passion for a quiet matter-of-fact friend. Without my
knowledge, summer turned to spring and heard a new music from your heart, one
that couldn’t understand nor could listen to without being led away from my
real world. So turn back, clench my fists and try hard not to let the enemy of
temptation enter my fortress. But the world around has not been blind either
for there are no secret passions anymore but only hearts that crumble with
every smile, real or fake.
Tuesday, September 02, 2014
Sunday, August 03, 2014
Adorable
You
are my reason to smile when all around life has become weary and tired. You worship
me like a goddess counting each and every one of my steps on the ground while I
rush past through the hustle and bustle of life. But in the toughest of these
times, I hold your love like a talisman close to my heart; looking at your
innocent ways to make me feel special, loved and cherished.
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Sunday, June 15, 2014
Friday, February 14, 2014
Love
I would have become a different person today had it not been
for you, with your insistence on the meaning of love. Like a fool, I danced to
your many tunes only to find you changed at the end of the journey. Our paths
have diverged and we no longer see eye to eye and in the midst of all this, a
giant wall has been constructed. You are no longer there for me and am no
longer there for you; the end of another true love story.
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Stories
In a way,
each story has the same kernel in it- our dreams, hopes and longing all lost
and found again- the fire and the smiles and the hopes that love kindles and
brings joy.
The stories
that we write are not what really happened or events that could really happen.
These come from an imagination that loves to wander and see what would have
happened if!
Sometimes, it
is sunshine and laughter outside; depends on the state of this mercurial soul.
The reality looms large taking everything away and sometimes giving blessings
unasked for.
Your stories
reveal the joy of finding happiness in new things, which are in fact, new ways
to name the old likes and loves while I harp on change and about moving on but
have stayed in the same year where I stopped learning.
Monday, January 27, 2014
Mistakes
You are my other; the one who helped me learn about life and
my own self. You might have changed shapes, names and faces but you have left
an imprint on my soul.
You called me sister and played with me beside the River
Green. Then with the passage of time, you became a stranger who loves new faces
and new sisters.
You called me love and entangled me in your passions and
broke my heart with the ease of throwing away a used paper cup into the
dustbin.
You called me mermaid and lured me into a whirlpool of
words; only to show how good you were at playing around with words.
You are a lesson, a mistake, may be a chapter that I cannot
forget, a face I cannot forget in spite of the years, in spite of all the
bitterness and happiness that has filled this soul.
You have taught me how to live, how to be and how to love;
the lessons are not bad as you can see for yourself.
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Friday, January 10, 2014
Mentor
When I looked at the Christmas lights that
year
It’s your special message that I remembered,
Then I thought of choosing a right gift
for you
And couldn’t find anything good enough,
Then on advice from someone I thought wise
I gave you a diary with so many paintings…
Don’t know how you felt about it; free
gift
It was but my friend admonished me so much
But I guess it had nothing to do with my
gift
That you who were so dear went so far away
So far that you are more like a mirage
than real
More like the taste of dreams from
childhood.
I called you my mentor when you were around
Now eons later I still wonder if you liked
my gift.
Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Night Fears
A dark curtain of a night fell from across the river green
With huge trees that looked like demons to a five
year old.
Then almost twenty years later they came back as
crossroads
And having to face the worst possible mistake in
life.
The nights that followed were all full of fears of
future,
Till you came with your music and took them all
away;
But now that you are also gone, the fears are back
The intense loneliness and the few words once
again.
You with your music could sweep all those fears
away,
You with your love could erase the fears from the
years
Yet you have made the night bleaker and darker,
Wringing away the life that throbbed in these bone
cavities.
The nights of unknown fears of future were much better
Than
these nights of fearful knowledge of separation.
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