valentine day
when you touch me with these
feathers you hold in your hand
I shiver I long for more
I ask for deliverance from myself
I rise to your unspoken whispers
I run through my veins
I rush to reach that zenith
designed for likes of us
holding on to each other
we climb one step at a time
with your pace entwined in mine
I know the day we need to call ours
is just before this horizon
we shall reach through the skies
to hold hands for one time, our time.
spring
enclosed in your warmth
surrounded with your fragrance
I passed through this cold
to achieve spring in no time
fall went with a swish of my will
fell on deaf ears
as we walked hand in hand
on dried leaves
their rustle musing within this forest
as we carried snow within us
to let it fall down steep corners
it melt and merged in us
now it gushes through our valley
with all it had been carrying
since the day we arrived
on this blessed land…
river…
I flow with the time
my feet walk past me
tick tack echoes, air thickens
making pace with time’s clock
I flow with my waters
gurgling,cascading, falling
taking with me, time’s bounties
gems of bygone ages
sparkling, scintillating, cutting
bifurcating skies…
earth moves underneath my feet
keeps me grounded
as I kneed time with tentative hours
held captive by days
I search for leftover seconds
in washed and dried dishes
I rush to reach twilight
before it arrives at my horizon
I fight the urge to sip my ocean
as my destiny beckons…
my void.
a voice rise within me
to hold your hand to walk beside
to shun sunlight
to bathe in moon
to fly away from universe
a voice speaks within me
to cherish this void
with you inside
I move myself with gushing sounds
that fill my ears
when you pass by
rustle of your body
footsteps echoing through thin air
I sit back with eyes closed…
as crow flies..
morning chirps in my ears music that belong to you…
I open my eyes to inhale ..
And I feel you with my eyelashes
my void yawns .. stretches arms
I hold myself in your arms
listen to your soft whispers
I climb that cloud to chart unknown territories
I begin my flight with the crow as it flies higher…
as I set a tent on one shore of this burgeoning river…
treading its path parallel to both shores…
I throw myself to its charms…
I embrace arms closed around me..
roaring with huge tremors …
I fall into my ocean…
wall.
walls when created leave nothing undone
mortar, bricks, stones, wood, steel, iron
never fall short of anything that can disrupt the vision
first the foundation filled with stones of trust
and then as the heavens too wanted it
skies opened in full force
more of earth more of grit went into it
when they laid the first line it was pitch dark
hands shaking with sheer pleasure
of waking earth to their beckoning
they remain united till the wall was erect
and after it became it parted in two
