Jun 14, 2013 | Creative Writing
in your arms I found the storms within me
turmoil I never addressed
un uttered that lay buried deep
storms with wide open gaps
ready to gallop tonnes of me
ready to drown tears of ecstasy
ready to jive to the tune of we
and within me I found some fears
unknown hitherto
unshed yet lived throug…
in your arms I found a woman
ready to colour her lips and toes
unheard of, unsung forever
woman that knew blues and greens
woman that learnt red and orange
were too the resident of this world of hues…
In your arms held once
I found forever lost
another universe that I live
everyday
each single day
till this very moment……….
Jun 10, 2013 | Creative Writing
unheard of among the miseries
life that provides and takes away
joys of being, tears of loss
can one single drop of love caress pain
pain caused by a speeding vehicle
unmindful open spaces created out of lust
ditches caused by hunger for more
hollow brains devoid of concern
one breath taken away from want of care
one heartbeat that could create many more
love and passion that faltered
at the behest of broken rules
can one embrace kill the pain
the pain born out of empty hands
dreams lost in the melee of broken hearts
lives that were, could never be again
can one glance ever return the way it was…..
Jun 4, 2013 | Creative Writing
Pain gives rise to more pain
does it mean joy enhances joy
or the beginning of pain is the end of joy
or the joy that has no pain is pure joy
or any pain that is less pain is nearer to joy
do I know pain as my liberator
the pain captures my soul to heed rest
pain allows me to peep deep within me
makes me wonder at my innate endurance
pain does relieve me from pain
for while in pain I know nothing but pain
Jun 4, 2013 | Creative Writing
Pain gives rise to more pain
does it mean joy enhances joy
or the beginning of pain is the end of joy
or the joy that has no pain is pure joy
or any pain that is less pain is nearer to joy
do I know pain as my liberator
the pain captures my soul to heed rest
pain allows me to peep deep within me
makes me wonder at my innate endurance
pain does relieve me from pain
for while in pain I know nothing but pain
Jun 4, 2013 | Creative Writing
O dear evening do we live or we survive
through the maze these hours knit
across this horizon with blinding light
sighs we breathe with every moment
words we kneed with each finger
air that pushes heat away
light that sings to the tune of darkness
rains deprived of centuries of hunger
hailstorm that kills this grass
flowers that bloom on threshold of drought
skyscrapers fall short to scarecrows
O dear evening please tell me more…
May 31, 2013 | Creative Writing
riding on the waves of time
I swim across this river of memories
and gulp down tonnes of water
to come to my senses and drown deeper
as I wade through the weeds of time
my arms entangled, my feet caught in webs
my hair a thick mass struck to my shoulders
as I try to break free from
the pull of shallow waters
I reach across that stream of flowers
and touch these swollen fingers
to feel your warmth, to sink in wine
drowned deeper I do not know
how to quench my deepest fears
shall I turn the tide of memories
upside down and dive further
shall I stay ashore and lie on the beach
face down and moorings dug
shall I come following you
and mark my footsteps all the way
for blood hunters to keep this trail
wet and fragrant reachable from skies above
but how do I cut short this path
and reach there within no time
for riding on the waves of time
I swim across this river of memories
and reach this island uninhabited
how do I caress myself
how do I tap my shoulder
where do I lay my head
to cry aloud
to throw a laughter
up in the sky
low with the tide
what do I do with my smiles
where do I throw my glance
and how do I keep us warm
during this endless winter…
