No more

 

 

I have moved on, and more so
Today, than I shall let you know
Ever. There is no more any affection;
Only pity - my own for my own affliction.

I no longer love you like the light of the day,
No more do I dance with the winds that sway.
I no longer think of you when I first awake
Or reminisce fondly the faces you would make.

No more is there allure of black hair radiant,
No more are words innocuous, belligerent.
No, I do not love you any more and yes,
Today this much I will dare confess-

I do not think of you when there's a breeze,
When someone calls me, I do not yet freeze
In hope, that somehow it might be you
Calling me rare, in those fond names, few.

I think no more of your head on my chest
Laying in moments that time had blessed,
I no longer yearn for those starry night skies
Or the gaze that was similar from thine eyes.

There is no more love, I do not regret,
Only attempts; futile in trying to forget.
No love, I do not remember you,
And yet, somehow cursed, I still do.

..

Dream

 

 

I awoke today from a dream so sweet

Echoing her love in our unseen tryst.

But then, awake, our eyes did meet

And tears that flowed were joyful mist.

 

Hours that passed by like a haze

Leaving only sweetness, lingering behind.

Her fragrance notched up my craze,

Lost in the feel of our moment's find.

 

Bundled in my arms, she lay without start

And yet, her heartbeat would now tell-tale.

Staid, on my chest beat her affable heart,

And lips turn crimson from a dull pale.

 

Frozen forever, this moment in time

For it is only love that could live this day.

Relive it, each day, sweet mind of mine

For only this memory shall strengthen my stay.

…

Asleep

 

 

My breath is lighter now - slower,
Deliberate. For I nestle your head
Upon the chest that holds my heart
That beats stronger - chant, hesitant.

Time is slower, this moment pauses,
Watching us in silent awe; passes
By in haste, brushing your hair yet
Gently, to pass to you, a shiver.

Your embrace is warmer, odd yet
That you tremble in a loving quiver,
And sounds that travel the air, now
Wait, to evoke a hum - response.

I too await, wide-eyed, in total
Disbelief, that you rest in my arms
Quietly; upon the chest that holds my heart
Beating surer - chanting your name.

…

Memory

 

 

Beyond the sheen of a hundred faces,
Your light to me each moment races,
It wasn't as hard; this falling in love,
But I misjudged the plans he made above.

I miss you so much it hurts to breathe
Each moment;  your voice, words I need.
A lucid recall of the walk we shared,
Silent pauses, that two souls bared.

I only do what the moment will speak
Though often it echoes of my will, now weak.
But trust my love, for I do this to see you
Once more in memories that senses will brew.

A perfume that lilts across the room,
Free flowing hair that flows like a loom,
Your shy eyes, blinking in rapid light,
A smile that radiated day in the night.

Those hands I yearn to hold just once
The wind in your hair on your walk, your runs.
The cheeks that blush, askance for a kiss
The nose that cringes; brings upon me, bliss.

Only memories I hold, as I push you once more
Our lives, my weakness; forced knees on the floor.
A million reasons that see us drift apart,
But just one that binds me to your pristine heart.

Separate, we must, but mind only this-
Each moment of joy will only you miss,
When a gentle gust brushes your cheek,
Know that it is my affection meek.

When a small smile radiates across your face,
My prayer, my love, are trying to keep pace.
If you cry, and the corners roll a pearl tear
I cry here too; out of love, out of  fear.

I cannot forget you, I will not even try
I will not dismiss our love as a lie.
For it moves me beyond any words will know,
And my love, my dear, is more than I will show.

Beyond the sheen of a hundred faces,
Your light to me each moment races,
It wasn't as hard; this falling in love,
But I misjudged the plans he made above.

…

Words

 

 

Unfair, the moments and their call sublime,

Shaken, the spirit in the vessel of time,

Words now fail me, I care not to write

Unwritten letters on blank pages fight.

 

I look to describe her with words aware,

But seek a word much fairer than 'fair'

Much better than 'beauty' can ever dare say,

And therein my words have lost their way.

 

Hurt, is her heart and the pride it houses,

Attempts that worsen the fire that douses

By itself, if time would let her just see

She's love, laughter, she's spirit, she's glee.

...

Glow

 

 

This morn I wake with a strength supreme,

Catching in a tea cup God's spirit; his beam,

She lies by my side, her face is aglow,

A dimple on the wake side did slowly show.

 

A cuppa of morning awaits her, alongside

Beaming in joys, restraint can't hide,

Why would she pick me, this angel of mine?

What fortune does lead one to such a morn sublime?

 

The rays light her back, and an iridescent small,

Heavens bless the moment when in love I did fall,

For a morn of this amazement, I care not the price-

My shed tear, a wry smile or a small sacrifice.

...

Farewell love

 

 

I hate forever to bid you adieu,

Not right now, not like this;

Yet watch I must as paths anew

Call you toward greater bliss.

 

Two score days will I see you more,

And then your visage is all that’s left.

Your name will be one by the door,

The one I’ll look for; sad, bereft.

 

Its not sad that you would go;

For despite my insanity (some),

I did but always know

Someday this had to come.

 

Its the anguish instead I feel

Knowing I never told you all,

That what I am is every bit real,

Short, but love in no way small.

 

As you will move away this time

Your return is all I seek to find,

A fool, yes, worth every dime;

Till then will wait - my heart, my mind.

 

…

The Window

 

 

A morning it is, bright and true,

When she passes by the window view,

I watch her as the sun does, only risen for a while,

Her walk meandering, resembling the Nile.

 

The distance means not much, I see her clear,

Heart in upheaval, on watching its dear

Pass by on silent trots, smiling at the sun,

And I, in envy, bereft of the fun.

 

She pauses; a smile does she bring,

Silent in the distance, heart bells ring,

In applause or awe, at the beauty to behold,

One moment shy, another moment bold.

 

Silent affections, unsaid but true,

Echo the message to across the view,

Her shadows play trance, bow in the distance,

And a heart in glee over seeming acceptance.

 

…

Over coffee..

 

 

Patient eyes overlook crowds in the stands,

She cares not for the passage of time,

No noise, no chaos could tremble her hands,

Purity – irony, in the midst of the grime.

 

Her silken hair cascades down either side,

A tender twosome tuck them in place,

She leans, resplendent with prime light,

Rays aglow, only to caress her face.

 

Beauty unaware, truly, is beauty pristine,

Robed in humility, streaming allure,

Her gestures effortless, her grace unseen,

And a smile that urges one to endure.

 

She pouts to place a cup on her lip,

Lifting the coffee in her clasp - warm,

Eyes hesitate; she takes the first sip,

Her face aglow, as little joys swarm.

 

…

Enduring will

 

 

Shrouded hilltops with layers of mist,

The sun now renders an ominous glow,

The greatest love, old stories insist,

Stem from the will to never let go.

 

He stands still, basking in God’s downpour,

Face - resolute, he can afford not a fail,

Rooted in belief, he is planted on the floor,

That with passing time, is seeming frail.

 

On the other side, look up eyes of hope,

She knows not the test he has embraced,

A wild heart; she watches bird flocks elope,

With a lull in the pour, clear air surfaced.

 

Their time is now, his heart consoles,

Stand strong; for it is the will to hold on,

When shards of pain pierce insoles,

They take you on paths lesser mortals scorn.

 

United by this hill, separated as well,

Two beating hearts cry out as one,

With passing hours, the rain does not quell,

Love clouds have mellowed the wrath of the sun.

…

Mother

 

 

Bruised knees, hurt ego, teary eyes;

He sat still, wheels still spinning by.

Hurried feet rush to the sounds of cries,

Adorning affection and a concerned sigh.

 

Wisdom drops collect, assurance flows,

She worries herself, her image has bled.

Calm is her face, but anxiety shows,

Her clothes now bear wet dabs of red.

 

Calmer but hurting, his cries turn sobs,

She strokes his hair gently, wipes his tears,

He looks up with a love, that age oft robs.

She beams, he has faced the first of his fears.

 

Her fallen angel rises, limps on his feet,

Lips pursed; she walks by, feeling his pain,

He will be wary, but will not retreat,

Stronger, God forbid, if he falls again.

 

Her kind words will fade out one day,

His adult heart will let them through,

But if he falls from a failed belay,

He will dust off and rise anew.

 

…

With lots of love to Ma,

Thank you for the testing wisdom and fierce strength you have always provided through your gentle love.

Happy Mothers Day!

…

Remember me..

Remember me, he said,
When the noise of crowds is all you hear,
When people are close, but none too near,
When no wisdom’s found in books borrowed,
Or nights are cold and dreams harrowed,
Remember me.

Remember me, he said,
When seasons pass by in lyrical dance,
When a lone breeze puts your heart in trance,
When through the blinds comes a spring’s first morn,
And you hug him tight with a vivid yawn,
Remember me.

Remember me, he said,
When flirty wafts tease your hair,
When a random paper somersaults mid-air,
When your footsteps whistle on slippery floors,
When you tremble at night from heavens roars,
Remember me.

The love we find, and the pain we hide,
Cannot outlast the bludgeons of tide,
Wounded by time and blinded in part,
Love now totters in an aching heart,
Time will teach you once more to see,
But until then my love, remember me…


…

Summer shower

A patter awakes me, I rush to the sight,
Millions of love drops descend ere night,
Monochrome skies now show a thousand hues,
Of God’s work or His palette, for  better works to choose.

The hour of magic has descended, beauty no more cowers,
Drenched walls now coyly bear love marks from His showers,
Indolent trees sway in dance, and follow fields of crops,
Insolent winds, now gentle, hold and caress treetops.

Soil; it found love first,when showers swung by,
Mellow perfumes it lilts now, as sweet alibi,
Flowers glow in envy, look skyward with unease,
Droplets fall on petal lips; an attempt to appease.

With memories that hearts, may in rain only see,
At a distant patio, a heart dances in glee,
Tyrant rain gods; they play no fair game,
As another heart writhes, in memories of a name.

Slowly the light falls, the romance is still,
Melodies of trickles, will pauses now fill,
Winds swing by once more, with promises to keep,
Stroking earth’s forehead, into somnambulant sleep.

…

Reboot

Today the world looks uglier than before,
Pleasant,it seems has walked out the door,
When your faith must walk on a tightrope,
You fall into despair or cross onto hope.

Each day a new thorn gets strewn in your way,
Yet knowing how yesterday gave way to this day,
Pursed lips, grit jaw and a brow furrowed,
We tread the paths fate hath bestowed.

The realm of pain, unbound and replete,
Blots out hope, timid and discreet,
What then must the heart seek knowing fully well,
No force will counter, that pain will not quell.

Time has come now, to empty your hearts,
For new born love and new found starts,
The past be torched, cruelly yet just,
And love will arise from the mound of dust.

Make strides on new paths, on thorns anew,
New pangs of old pain will seem like few,
Cry not in pain, but let out a hoot,
See life as you know it, and then reboot!

…

"To go forward is to move toward perfection. March on, and fear not the thorns, or the sharp stones on life's path."

-Kahlil Gibran

…

Peace

Weary eyes have no more will,
For rest they seek, no more pain,
Let me stay mother, let me stay still,
Resting my troubles on your lap again.

I have travelled afar, and for long, and yet,
Not once have I slept a peaceful wink,
No place in the world would help me forget,
No sea big enough for pain to sink.

I have battled for long,my strength eludes me,
My scars led me here, numb yet in pain,
They were trivial, my victories; triviality robes me,
While my wisdom fails me, even vanity is vain.

Let me sleep now mother, for the darkness must end,
This warmth I have missed on many a cold night,
Another journey awaits me, the chariots He will send,
No battles to wage, nor proud men to fight.

With my eyes shut now, bright lights do I see,
Voices now whisper, and voices now pray,
No cries of the dead will ever call me,
Let me sleep mother, here and yet away.


…

Invisible affections

A molten sun dipped in lava of gold,
An evening clear in its arms hold,
An embrace that seems to affect them all,
Or one that craves for just their fall.

As he sets himself at the very end,
With shaky lit waters he seeks to blend,
In quiet peace, an eye watches him dawn,
And lets mind and its offspring to spawn.

She smiles with a radiance that matches his own,
Smiles that dimple- evasive, unknown,
Gaiety that permeates her, joy unbound,
Like the expanse of his covered ground.

Today they will separate in uncommon pain,
Only tomorrow to be one again,
A few moments in their arms is all they get,
But part they will with no regret.

Each day this love ballad lies await,
To render to these souls their mundane fate,
Each day, this great love story will unwind,
Unseen, yet omnipresent- for us to find.

Missing you..

I miss you on evenings cold,
When I want you in my arms to hold,
I miss you on days of shine,
Wanna be with you and make you mine,
I miss you on days of shower,
To feel love,that mysterious power,
I miss you on lonely days,
When I want us to talk of unworldly ways,
I miss you when the world seems vile,
To make it grand with just your smile..

Exalting love...

A storm rages inside my soul,
A fire that burns me and consumes me whole,
And then it happened-I was set free,
And a sudden calm is brought over me...

I stand and look for the miracle that made this real,
This moment,this life,suddenly so surreal,
A face in all this turmoil,resplendent, I see,
That only whispers my name,yet calls out to me...

A sea of calm,and a wave of emotions,
Breaks forth all my prior notions,
I'd seen beauty that had caused many a rue,
But she is like no other--pristine and true...

A smile that can melt hearts of stone,
And warm up a person,flesh to bone,
A vision is she,undoubtedly rare,
Free in spirit,free from care...

Just her glimpse makes my day complete,
And the sound of her voice is an added treat,
Like all visions that can only be felt at heart,
It seems fate that we'll always be apart...

Separation...

Time's not by our side,
As we make this lonely ride,
This wave seems to take it all away,
And all I can do is hope and pray...

You're my strength,you're what keeps me going,
Giving life an unseen meaning,
And yet,I have to move apart,
Carrying this lonesome,heavy heart...

Our love meant so much more,
And now we face this hardened door,
I'm doing all that I can,
But just can't seem to get off this floor...

Goodbye love,for there ain't no life without you,
Heavens bleed,but it seems so untrue,
All I wanted is to be right with you,
But never could say those hallowed words few...

Silence it seems will be my ally,
For this cold face is just a true lie,
I know that we're not meant to be,
But curses to this heart that just cannot see...

I bid farewell to you and us,
Love's divine,but the world's a fuss,
Till our lives find an end in time,
We'll both endure this unspoken crime...

Her strength...

Gutsy,yes and always vigil,
Eyes that always eye the kill,
Ambition beyond simple beings,
And a face that'll cloud all sane feelings...

She lights up a talk with wisdom genuine,
She lightens a talk with her humour unseen,
Holds nothing back in getting it right,
Conviction- complete,for the task at sight...

A rebel,yes,and a good one too,
For God only imparts strength to few,
A tender smile hidden with a quick sigh,
A starry twinkle in the corner of her eye...

For this is only the beginning of her time,
Beyond which lie successes sublime,
A wish upon every breath that I may take,
May this life be sufficient for the glory she is bound to make..