goldsmiths

This windlessness spread around me
hush sitting idle awaiting arrival
of one single step any of us take
towards the space we can call ours
exists within us
only we recognize
for we built it
brick by brick
hearts oozing of emotions
that we sing and we sip
with every breath that we share
we wait holding hands
we are our souls’ goldsmiths
and we know Earth takes ages
to create gold and diamonds…..

exclusive time

one moment held captive in my eyes
one breath that I held to soak us
immerse us in togetherness
a single gesture our arms listened to
when we embraced……..
we resonated with universe
we knew we were present
existed within us
irrespective of bondages of years
ages that we might fall short of
we were silent
we did not know words
we were devoid of language
dumb and deaf we sailed through
time that sat silently on our threshold
simmered with us
I knew it was mine wholly
it belonged to us
we were it’s progenitor..

we do

Let’s hold hands

together let’s climb walls

jump fences

land in greener pastures

glide through maze of emotions

that hold us united

through these miles

swelled across these lands

skies that charter clouds

blues that need redemption

ask us to beat within our hearts

we follow our destiny

we do.. we do…

 

captivity

I sit I chase dreams I keep moments my captive
I open eyes to trees with fallen leaves turning green
I watch winter fade away with passion set deep inside
I watch colours sprouting from within my earthen pot
I touch fragrances as they kindle heart sullen long ago

I come to myself with little tentative steps to explore
I realize zeal that sat on my threshold for ages indeed was mine
I step inside your eyes through those reddened slits
I admire your interiors to find my own forgotten desires

I touch your hands with mine to feel our fingers unite
I let your heart heat my bosom to beat in tandem with yours
I cover your face with my hair our lips do trace each other
we flow with time to reach to arrive to be one in it…

the immortal

This dark grey slender bird
sits underneath a pot I just watered
waiting with it’s beak open for
each drop of nectar that drops from it
formed by the forces nature has adorned it with

that earthen pot filled to the brim
with sparkling water surrounded by sparrows
chirping morning gossip amongst themselves
holds no attraction for my little sweetheart

she simply follows her heart holding it in her open palm
she knows the wait embedded in her soul can carry her
she knows the universe around her will come to her rescue
she knows the thirst unquenched can even kill her
yet she knows she will conquer the quest
and will live forever……

promises.

little birdies chirping through this maze of a day

sunshine searching for dew drops to evaporate

sounds that fill spaces left vacant by silent noise

hands that labour till they fall by the side tired

lives that are spent yet needed to be restored

wheels of time fly till they reach farthest skies

scarecrow they erected has familiar face

winds that blew cold turning warmer by each day

grass this side and beyond the fence turns greener

flowers that shone in her hair fragrant as ever

rose she carried sits silently in her prayers

with crimson lips it repeats unsaid promises…