Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Wine

I have my cup with me
waiting for you to come
and pour wine into it
for me to be in ecstasy

I hold my cup wide
and dont let it shut
so that I do not miss
moment wine pours

Even if its for a moment
I wait for that moment
eagerly for months now
and for  more to come

How do I let my cup
my two pairs of eyes
ever blink to miss you
your one sight, its wine

How do I then live here
in this world, in my senses
when all life I have lived
dreaming to be intoxicated

Ah! world my indifferent
uncaring bartender, get me
my cherished wine, for no
else will quench my thirst

My eyes are tired of wait
I do not sleep for fear
another dream my dim
intoxication am waiting for

Friday, April 24, 2015

I was not yet done

I was not yet done,
admiring her beauty
when the great lamp
extinguished, vanished
leaving behind a trail
of small flickery light
and vast silvery pan
in which she does hide

I was not yet done
drinking from river
when it merged in sea
leaving me thirsty
with saline water
to hold in my hands
yet unable to bring
it close to my lips

I was not yet done
breathing her fragrance
when a gush of wind
blew spring away
leaving fertile earth
without any bloom
barren, dry cracked
with saline tears

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

I have burned like a candle

I have burned like a candle
in the flame of your love
have melted hundred times
grown a million times in love

love melted me like hard iron
and forged heart into shape
now each blow from hammer
helps me perfect my shape

My house was shaped then
but its entrance was tight
I broke it with many blows
and there enters your light

your love illuminates dark
residing in my small house
And through narrow lanes
in blood you enter my house

my heart's expanse knows
no limits to the universe
I see you and I see it all
In you I see the universe

I see the flowers bloom
in middle of rustic autumn
and the fragrance around
reaching my heart's bottom

I see the sun shine bright
even on gloomy winter night
I see across once frozen lake
and marvel at nature's sight

The river crawls to my feet
from the land of your field
I dive, soak in it each day
and in it my wounds heal

I look up to the heavens
the sight no longer entices
Ah leave me with my love
wise men, I love my vices

The lord may live there
but for me its my love
you seek what you revere
and let me revere my love

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Thorn

little thorn on the stem
beautiful, adoring that it is
as it sits next to the rose
how could it not be beautiful
if one lives with the rose

it pricks me on touch
reminding me of mine
when i touch the rose
now I know how beautiful
thorn makes the rose

it shoots from the same
stem that bears the bud
which blooms into rose
there thorns stands beautifully
next to it guarding the rose

Ah what pride, what pride
it does possess in itself
that its straight unlike rose
standing tall and beautiful
yet not suppressing the rose

from the day I saw the rose
I have loved the thorn 
for there is no way a rose
can ever be that beautiful
being in pair - thorn and rose

Sunday, April 19, 2015

I got your fragrance

I got your fragrance from the wind
and since then am looking for you
The streets here are dancing with joy
as I run around them calling for you
the buds are all blooming tonight
ready to smile and welcome you
Moon and stars shine bright tonight
hoping to catch a glimpse of you
Am panting with all the running now
My heart races for a glimpse of you
my hands burnt from torches I lit
so that streets are bright for you
My eyes wander for as far as I see
just to get a fleeting glimpse of you
I close my eyes and my heart see
same happy, blessed image of you
I wait now at the gate of the city
spreading my sight as carpet for you
your tender feets can now walk
without worry of pebbles for you
Spring too waits with bated breath
to show its full fragrance to you
My heart pumps faster and faster
just because its about to see you

Saturday, April 18, 2015

विराना

है सदा साथ तू ही बनके अब हमनवां मेरा
कहीं तुझे मेरे गुनाहों की सज़ा न मिल जाए

या इलाही बात करता हूँ हर पल यूँ ही तुझसे
इक फ़रियाद है, हमसफ़र हमज़ुबाँ हो जाए

साथ रहता यह हमसफ़र बनके हमदम मेरा
पर देख और को न जाने यह कहाँ ग़ुम जाए

सुनता रहता है यह हर कही-अनकही बातें
ज़वाब माँगूँ तो देखकर बस मुस्कुराता जाए

है किसी का ऐसा हमसफ़र जैसे मेरा विराना
जब सब साथ छोड़ दें हैं तो यह साथ हो जाए

एक मैं ही हूँ जो निभाता है तेरे साथ वरना
वो कौन है जिसका तेरे साथ बसर हो जाए

Friday, April 17, 2015

My wings are burned

My wings are burned
from my flight to sun
yet I flew, in dreams
where you are only one

My heart is sad
am away from you
yet I sit down, to sing
happy songs with you

My house is in ruins
from tremors of heart
yet you are alive kicking
in depths of the heart

My breath is shallow
in cleanest of the air
yes, I breath shallow
without strand of your hair

My dreams have outrage
in the darkest of moon
yet, I try to sleep without you
in nights with or without moon

My bed is still all empty
with crumpled sheets you left
yet, I mend it each morning
hoping you will join in life left

My soul is clenched
with all your memories
yet, I hold out to you, that
I will fulfill all my promises

Monday, April 13, 2015

I love you

I love you not with my eyes
not with my hands or my lips
my heart too will wither one day
hence I love you from existence
of my soul which will go on to live
beyond my and your life time
beyond this sky and many more
across this infinite universe
so that even when I am not there
even when this earth and
the heavens seize to exist here
my love will go on living
in my soul from one life to another
from one form to another
across rivers, lands and oceans
manifesting itself across all of them
only to seek you, to again love you
To hold you yet again
in next life and there after
and to love you from begining
of universe to its very end

Saturday, April 11, 2015

Soul's wait

My soul wriggles and wails in grief
originating from depth of my chest
in that gaping hole between my ribs
nothing there, where you once lived

My soul peeps into gloomy world
through little windows below forehead
to find a big crowd without you
inhaling air devoid of your fragrance

My hands are stretched like this
for months now, since last we met
my soul is longing for your touch
to heal my hollow aching breast

Love, I call out your name here
these walls listen to it over and over
my words wither and turn yellow
before falling off as autumn leaves

As a shaved, barren tree then
I wait for the cold white winter
to pass, hibernating and calling
your name on beads of my heart

My soul is as a larve in cocon
waiting for you to come as spring
and inspire my wings to take flight
with your sight your fragrance

Till then I have the ugly darkness
of the shell of your memories
in which I live without you now
with an impatient waiting aching soul

Friday, April 10, 2015

I am still not you

I am still not you, and thats my shame
our souls are still different, that's my pain

I want to be the  river that races to the sea
only to lose myself and thereafter live as you

I want to be drop that merges in your ocean
and then on my name, my whole existence roars

I want to be the color that is mixed in water
so that  my color and your color is the same

I want to be the ray that pierces in the day
so that I am light and light is me through day

I want to be the stars of the moon lit night
so that we; moon and stars can be together

I want to be the darkest hour of that night
so that when you sleep my dark is part of that

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

When silence could speak

When Silence could speak
why words where preferred
I left the expanse of seas
to be in river, barely heard

Banished to travel distances
along the meandering river
until I again meet the seas
universal, expansive, quiver

Now I seek across the seas
that expanse that was you
I seek from horizon to horizon
I seek the light that is you

Memories of you are fresh
on sand across this expanse
perfect; yet a bit imperfect
turning, giving your glance

I see your glorious face
and I live a thousand lives
when you set across horizon
just see how night survives

come you glowing face
come you beating heart
come oh, beautiful soul
I am here for my part

take away all moments
Take away my breath
for that one moment
then I embrace death

Monday, April 6, 2015

Night came with you here

Night came without you here
I slept again without your gaze
Woke up in morning to empty bed
Could not see you through haze
 (This was a micro poetry done a few days back taken forward)

My little eyes wander endlessly
seeking you from room to room
from one end of earth to another
from now until the day of doom

my blood races from vein to vein
searching for you through each
all drops say they know you well
but do not know where to reach

Through tight alleys blood enters
into small house that houses you
its small, without your presence
knows no expanse when with you

My desires pound against it walls
to find them grow in your presence
and suddenly my desires suffocate
and die their death in your absence

The day goes without you yet again

I again lie in bed without your gaze
night comes, goes crawling on heart
but I do not see you in this haze

Saturday, April 4, 2015

In the sunset of my dreams

In the sunset of my dreams,
I see you setting across horizon
slowly moving away from sight
clouds bleeding red in separation (Micropoetry written till here few days back)

The sun kisses a final goodbye
paves way for moon and stars
the moon shines through the dark
but carries with it love's scars

Silver moon shines all alone
searching endlessly for its love
Stars flicker through the night
in hide-seek with night's glove

The silence of the night expanse
from one horizon onto another
loud, deafening, lonely, silence
with just these dreams to bother

My dreams they are all taken
its you and I am not mistaken
yet you decide to hide in them
a glimpse and sleep is broken

Friday, April 3, 2015

Where?

Where?
Where are you?
That no word reaches
through these winds
riding roaring waves
over the rivers of time
tracing silver lining
of the shining moon
along the flickering
light of distant stars
till my eyes can see
that the place, earth's
fragrance, can exist

How?
How far are you?
that light can hide you
and dark takes over
my sight still betrays
my voice turns faint,
echoes, and goes silent
that air is now dry
and clouds do not know
how do you look
and the breath asks
for whom you breathe