yet it remains where it was

hours ago the sun was low

sifting through whites and yellows

now this ball of orange has

flown from east to west

I keep waiting for dusk

this skirt entangles my feet

can you get it hemmed again?

A silver line!

An iota of love

a pristine flavour

one little angel

one ray of hope

one single rhyme

one letter says all

one single gesture

universe in an eye

another cloud

a silver line

one more flight

in ruthless sky

a bird in nest

warming an egg

an arrow through

an aching heart

a straight path

felt apart

a gala gait

went astray.

I saw the moth stick withered away

loosing out on my plants tender white shoots

I replaced it with a new fresh one

it planted itself tight and captured all with pleasure

now the green glow on its leaves was such delightful sight

that you never forget to stand by and feast your eyes

then one day I see water oozing out and I see the crack

I rush again and replace the pot with

a new red shining bigger and healthier one

and now again my plant was luscious and happy

then one day I found some ants eating at its leaves

and I knew its time to change the soil

I did that and the same one has a new shine again

every time I put some manure

it says thank you and blushes anew

the same one had been with me I forget to count

turns new with every new gesture and gives me pleasure

this little simple single green plant of mine

has taught me so much of life!

I am happy!

Years went by yet the memories of that day are still vivid

sitting near fire I felt cold and you came by

I smelt your warmth we embraced

we both cherished each other

till the ambers went white with coated ash

and the next morning was so futile

you were nowhere in sight

I looked and searched around

I waited till I fell down fatigued and drowned

in the lake of my own sorrows

I knew you were gone

gone forever for your signs were wiped away from all directions

you were hidden like a phantom who tore my heart to pieces

it ruptured and cried tears of blood

I silenced myself with my fist in my own mouth

yet each and every pore of my body yearned for you

it called for you to return

it cried every night when I put my head on my pillow

and said aloud dearest!

you came into my life

you taught me to live

made me complete and left

I owe it to you my love!

for you know with a bleeding heart
I can understand better what it takes to be happy!