storm again

While passing through the alley
Going through the piercing of ears
Looking through the corner of my eyes
At the lost ones
Pacing up and down
Hills and mountains
Swimming across acquainted channel
Sipping liguified gulps
I encounter a sandstorm

While washing the rustle of the dust off my feet
I rediscovered myself
In the dust and the storm
In the loss and the gain
In the diamonds and the pain
In the tea and the wine
In the fingers through my hair

The valley swept through me
To claim the dreams
I dreamt and forgot.

Drizzle

When you drizzle
O’rain
You transport me
To my dreamland
Where I am me
And you are
The incessant rain
Drizzling unabashedly.

hung in silence

Did you say something?
Something that I heard
Or something I wanted to listen
Or something you never intended
To utter
Your silence pierced me
With words
I feel most uncomfortable with
From the moment dawn breaks
Till the time dusk
Sweeps me to
The chambers
I reluctantly retire to
For the night
That falls carrying all those lonely stars
At my feet
Waiting for another dawn…

Lonely supper

I burn my fingers
Trying to sift
through the pages of calender
Days are collected into months
Months into years
glued together so hard

I try and live one date
The day that carries a long tail
Consisting of yesterdays
jumps into an ocean
Turbulant with waves
Immersed in tomorrows

The table I sit upon
For that solitary supper
Of a lifetime
woven intricately out of moments
Lay in front of me
All four courses neatly arranged
Forks, knives and spoons
At their designated places
Napkins neatly folded

Dumbfounded I sit
With my back slouched
My elbows resting on the edge of this honorary table.

shall I

I miss your footsteps
On my threshold
That dent on your forehead
Your baritone
Your eyes saying
“I should be going now”
I miss your absense
Within my presence

me

I walk that extra mile
To arrive
To reach out to myself
Deep within that
Effort to strive.