Night
offspring of an evening
fell in my lap from heavens
drenched in rain drops
her hair wet and shiny
adorned with diamonds
her flowing gray gown falls gracefully all around her feet
entangles me as I begin my journey
to the land of dreams…
Tender leaves
looking out of the window that day
I threw some seeds on the ground below
there is plenty of water around to make them sprout
moisture in air is perfect for it to grow
all I need to do is to keep a watchful eye
from prying eyes and from too much heat
from cold wind coming from the mountain side
from sand storms not far from here
from jealous stares of thorny cactus
from hungry stalkers that abound here
from snowy mornings that might turn into ice
from the sickle of anger that acts thoughtlessly
my seeds are precious than any crops cultivated afore
I need to keep these alive for our survival
for the ground below my window falls in no man’s land.
Through the night
Every night when I stretch my aching limbs
shadows of setting sun elongated, scorched
fall short of my soul’s contentment
I order my retired senses to stay awake
till the time, I resume to be myself
for I know, without me, I will cease to be in sleep
leftover light is never in the mood to match my state
no.. I can not sleep while being hindered
I fail to jump while intoxicated
for I dread that well of oblivion
where no one registers how long one has been to
I have to keep count of my each moment
that had been granted to exist
my head on your shoulder to rest
I wait wide awake
my eyes heavy in anticipation
are lost in your silhouette
night thickens with echoing silence
your arms tighten and we rise within
I hover over our united forms
each surrounding the other
in accordance with the laws of lovemaking
and I find myself slipping blissfully
into that abyss of togetherness
we strive to arrive at every time we embrace
for we don’t own the world
we are a minuscule part of it
yet.. together we merge into it
and sleep blissfully till the dawn arrives
to find my pillow devoid of dents…
Serene.
foliage outside my door is mesmerising
every single green enriched
I fill my frame with its glory
and here she comes
my little sparrow, my Serene
did I forget her or had she lost her way?
Oblivious of my longing for her
she pecks at the grain on the floor
sips water warmed by morning sun
my hands still on the door knob
I can’t remember for how long I stood
peering at her hungry pecks
and then I heard those faint tentative yet incessant chirping
alarmed I dashed out to look up
she glided almost touching my hair, Serene
up in the wooden box
oh! the new life has arrived
finally.. after many years…
and I thought my abode had turned barren…
footsteps…
walking besides you listening
to your silent footsteps
stealthily grinding on pavement tiles
mine echoing within me
I knew at every footstep
these few seconds that we had picked up
from the threshold of our racing hours
harnessing them to our unison
molten in fleeting time, slipping rapidly…
the street stopped at the bend
so did you
I ordered my feet to stop making noise
they listened, we did too
we spoke, we talked, eyes shone, lips wavered
that dent on your forehead began to beat against my breast
you turned right, I turned backwards
footsteps.. footsteps.. footsteps..
another day
we walk hand in hand parallel in space
knowing deep inside where we tread
time too walks by our side
we smile we laugh we embrace life
we cherish being you and me
we do cherish being just we
wishes rise within hearts feeling contentment
a ray of hope a longing to be walks by
as we walk hand in hand on different shores
where we reach at the end of the day
