Dare..

 

 

Dare to dream beyond the moment at hand
To stand through, strong, and perhaps just stand.
There is none to hold, nor stand by your side,
Fight alone, if the gods must claim your hide.

Dare to go beyond the well-lit roads,
Beyond the paths that draw the hordes.
Lost perhaps, but on such walks alone,
You shall find your voice; true and own.

Dare to fight for the ones you hold dear,
For love can perhaps banish their fear.
But should you fail, and their fear takes over,
Pick your self up; and heal, perhaps slower.

Dare to fall; in love, at work - just to fall
And yet not wiping off your smile at all.
For tears only weaken the soul you housed,
And in one go, blazing spirits are doused.

Dare, if you must, to smile again,
Conceal every ounce of withheld pain.
He shall guard your heart, ever steadfast,
For His soul will live on, when he has passed.

…

There is perhaps nothing stronger than the human spirit. And yet, there seems to be nothing as fickle as the human mind. They are constantly at war, these two. And usually, we let the mind win. We let the world get the better of us, we let the rules dictate our conduct, we let our egos clash with our emotions, we let our love clash with our expectations, we let our dreams clash with reality.. To dare to let conduct, emotion, dreams and love move you.. And perhaps then, you have dared to live..

Guilty

 

 

Forever stirred by the sight of my love,
I wait in realms of the unreal today.
Ethereal, she float into the room and how
Thousand eyes could not draw me away.
She shone, like the gold that morns bring
To a hopeful and un-triumphant soul.
She moved, like royal coronations in spring,
To each queen, another regal role.

What heavens have conspired today,
And what were they stressed to do?
What numerous love gods were at play,
When they gleefully hath blessed you?
For oft did my heart skip and leap
And oft did it sing out aloud,
Happy tears, love did once weep;
Consoled in the throes of a crowd.

Drenched hair, bathed in prurient light
Playfully flirt with the breezes around.
Oh, the dark tresses that beckon the night
And silence here, each whisper and sound.
Quiet room; bustling with noise and still
Nothing else can be heard or seen,
Bent and broken, my strongest will,
By visions of a little morning queen.

…

Distance Zero

 

 

 

You walk ahead, shawled; I quietly follow
A waft of your perfume drags me along,
How long have I been insane, I’d never know,
But today even silence echoes your song.

Words have no need; no time and no space
For either, the distances amidst us suffice
Their need, and on this path, at your pace-
Paused, if ever such need should arise.

Gently, the mellow of your voice lilts
To where I stand, breathless, immobile.
Heady breezes split your cascading stilts
And time, space seem to matter awhile.

I watch in wonder alone, here as we stand
Away, and yet as one; unseen, unknown.
Tantalized air, gurgles in utter disband;
Tempted, yet I stand quiet, and alone.

You do not yet see the eyes that watch
From the eyes that you see with now.
Nor yet know each mark, each notch
Which your feet make upon my love.

A bond, emboldened no space can sever
Nor time can weaken should it try.
Distance zero; here I shall live forever,
And here is where I shall once die.

…

A rumination of the concept of ‘soul mates’. Separation, time, space – they all seem to be rendered irrelevant to such two souls. The poem tries to describe this elation in one soul which is aware, while the other one is not.

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.

…

The break..

Dear All,

I had decided to take a break from writing for sometime. Somehow, holding back from writing is not something I can do. Hence, I return to my world of rants and lyrical melancholy.

P.S: Next time I do anything like this, slap me! :D

Summer rain

 

 

Crescent drops serenade her body
Cascading streams that flow in grace,
Caught in the mirth, momentary,
Cry a joyful tear; almost her own.

Radiant skin in the afterglow of rain,
As forged in the molten light of the sun.
Charm; she wears and owns as a gift
Bestowed by humbled, human gods.

A beat follows her steps; gentle
But joyful, pattering in noisy delight.
The ground awaits each one she takes,
Matching tempo, with crisp hums.

Strands of hair hold out the proof
Of her trot in the summer rain,
Yet, give up effortless; those pearls,
Plain with her touch they were graced.

…

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.

…