emotions.
one more silent uproar of emotions
one more thread of words fall in place
it weaves a web around the river
it throws a net into its waters
it calls out to all the lovely creatures
it refuses to listen to reason
it smiles at behest of stolen glances
it tears when eyes are filled
it laughs aloud when the clouds disappear
it runs bare feet on shores through moonlit nights
it sits on its banks clad in stark white
it listens to soul’s music with closed eyes.
Save it.
hold my hand take me aboard
this evening once again
has decided not to be merciful
it devoured the day and is heading now
with cold feet on a tight rope
singing with rhythms of long roads
that were laid down even before
any of us had seen this world
eyes I look into carries our image
to that abode thousands of miles away
I close these and keep it captive
till the day you touch it with your
deft fingers and save it in your pupils.
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.
my ocean.
do we know the world we live in
or we just turn a blind eye
when I try to fathom the depth I can dig
I reach where none has ventured before
I spread one single gesture across lands unforeseen
I close my eyes and see the bottom
blossoming into corals of beating hearts
I dig more and my fist comes back to me
filled with ocean’s bounties only I know of
I dig deeper and I see lives in all colours
roaming freely around
I lie down with my bosom heaving
closing on to my own self
presented to me on a platter
I share myself with you
and find to my utter surprise
there is nothing surprising to it…
a kiss
I turn my gaze in and see you
smiling from ear to ear
smile filled in your eyes
I hush my voice till it turns silent
I say to you to be
I ask your absence to run through my veins
to fill me with presence
I search in my sky
and find a half moon blinking
I cup my hands around you
and plant one kiss across our sky.
silent evening.
an evening wandered alone
in search of tightened rope
between two poles of smiles
an evening silently walking by
passing by echoes of morning’s laughter
an evening filled with warmth
greedily searching for some more
an evening closing on a need
to keep a bosom filled with
lonely fragrant jasmines
an evening is waiting
idling on my windowsill
an evening seeks embraces
an evening nodding affirmation
an evening filled with longing
an evening moving along sighing silently.
