kukkur in pardes ..

Aaj bade dino ke baad pardes mein hai bhonka kutta,
bhool gaye they hum ki aisa bhi tha kabhi hota..
Marey khushi ke mukh se hamare bhi nikal pada ek aadh dikaar,
warna chuppi saadhey kuch barson se, hue pade they hum bhi bekaar!!

Inspired by the first snow this winter !

If I were to be a stream of water,
amidst dense, gloomy but shiny snow,
It would be the thoughts of you my dear,
that would keep me flowing !!

heavy!

Never knew,
this heart could beat so loud.

May be, like this it beats,
coz of the burdens it carries;
some unknown, others felt known,
some cherished, others just clinging.

they make this gentle piece of flesh -
a little too heavy.

So, it takes its time,
until it beats, peeping out of the heaviness,
yet here, once again!!

Random words!

Like scattered lonely alphabets and random letters,
we exist here and there, near or far ..unaware ..

With no meaning of ourselves, what so ever;
Until this mysterious humble force,
puts us together,
like letters on a scramble, like words sewn together into a poem ..

Suddenly a meaning appears, out of no-where,
we feel lucky, to be a part of a meaning together ..

Unaware, how, when and why it happened,
we abide..
Only to realize once more,
this persisting feeling of emptiness within, abandoned sometimes ..

Who will suffice this dark abyss,
if not YOU!
yes, you the humble one, who got us into union at the very first!

Hmm..What is Love?

Hmm..What is Love?

Its like the Longing of autumn leaves
after coloring themselves with all emotions,
to mingle with the earth at last!

Its the Ecstasy of the dark, star studded sky
to finally see the Moon, unveiled from the clouds!

I wish for you to feel it yourself, to be Love itself..

Its in the whining of a dog,
waiting to be together with his master
after a full day of loneliness..

Its in the Moment itself,
when a Mother looks at her infant,
as if for the first time, every time!

It IS the yearning it self my friend!
Yes it is..

It IS, when you and I are nothing, but ONE..
It is NO-thing, yet in everything!

Let me tell you..

Now that you think you are here,
let me tell you My Dear..
You have always been right here,
inside me, in my heart.
From the moment you begin to roll,
a pinch of you was it, that I stole..
and merged it here, deep in my being,
connected to eternity, so that you could breathe ..
Yes, my Love, you have seen
everywhere that I have been.
You have smelt the air, touched the sands
through these ... my hands..
You bore a witness, to the colors of the seasons
to this tree I see from my window, aging with beauty
you have been a friend too, since eternity.
Wondering? where were you all those nights!
You were here with me, my Love
as we basked in the lights
of those moonlit skies..
I knew, you were here when I felt a little lonely,
teasing me, hiding from me, you liar..
You wonder, why all is so familiar,
you wonder, we you feel as I am you and you are me!!
Oh my dear, we are no Two, but ONE
as we ve always been..
How can a drop of water, exist without water,
how can water be formed if not by drops!!
Now that you are here my dear,
just KNOW, that you have always been here.

Imprisoned by words!!

These words are the one to my rescue

Through them I express myself and my feelings

Yet these are the ones that have imprisoned me and may be you

As they aren’t even close to what my feelings feel!!

(I guess I should improve my vocabulary!! ;-) )

....

The more I turn to find my true self,

the more i turn inwards..

the more i feel connected to you,

the more i understand and feel you,

i guess i will end up finding you in me itself,

or realizing that each part of real me is full of you!

doesn't matter how far our bodily forms might be,

i just started on the road to my self,

and realised that it merges with you,

so, we always were one -amongst each other and with the cosmos,

and will be indeed,

its just a matter of realization..

Scared

I am scared , cant close my eyes,
Think , what if I lose your presence in disguise,
I am scared to sleep, what if tomorrow I get up
And find that have lost all your sweet memories..
I am scared of waking up from my dreams with you
There , in your arms I relish the shear essence of time
What if I see tomorrows beautiful Sun, without you by my side
I am scared of this passing time
What if you will forget me just like any other full moon tide..
I am scared of this loneliness
What if I just die like this searching and wanting you to be here, right here with me
I am scared of the crowd,
What if I just lose myself into it and thereby your loving memories
I am scared of my senses ,
Think they will cheat on me sometime
May be I lose the feeling,
How you smell,your touch, and your warm breath
No No, I am a fool
As how can these cliché things make me scared
For , you are in my soul
In every breath I take
In every single thought I think..
You are me, and I am full of you!!

Is it you, my Love!

Where are you my love,

I know you are around me some how,

You are naughty for sure

but not cruel, i know.

Are you in the sun, that i bask in

and touches my bare skin?

Or, in the breeze

that helps me breathe?

Are you in the kid waiting

to be picked up from the orphanage ?

Or may be, in the sleep

that refreshes me after a day so deep..

Are you in the water

that moists my parched throat?

Are you in the music

that makes my guitar , what it is..

Are you in the shade of the tree

where i am rescued from the scorching sun??

Is it true

do i see traces of you

in the plant i water every other day!!

Is it you, what i feel when i am

are you in my silence that forces me to write!?

Is it you in the words , or no words,

Is it you in the poems i try to write an hide

Iknow..its you..cant be otherwise..

Way back home

Walking back home, I let my mind wander
and observe it silently
it starts to feel lonely, as if waiting for someone
it begins to ponder, what is it I am looking for
am I going to get it or is it just like this
Am I the lonliest one, or we all are alone, though together
Whats the truth, if any at all..
is anyone dreaming me in his dreams
or is it just me dreaming,
Is someone missing me too,
or is it just me missing everyone dearly loved,
its a nice way to keep one self busy..by thinking..I realise
thats enough now, we have reached home..without even realising the way,
without even cherishing the way, unknowingly walking over a snail near that pavement,
thats what happens when one s lost in the thoughts, one loses the sight over the way itself,
whats Life afterall, if not the WAY itself,
Cherish this life, the beautiful way,
dont lose yourself waiting!!
- I tell to my self!

Playful autumn

How intricate, how beautiful

the playful seasons coloring the canvas of leaves

soothing green, benign yellow, chirpy red and maroon

Its Autumn, yes, thats how we call it..

fruits fall to the ground, some eaten by worms

some by birds, insects..

Tree has done his part, nurtured enough

its time for it to let go of the fruits,

to give them away to the same all encompassing

to let go of the old, and to make fresh space for the new, though still in imagination

the trunk is still there, unconditionally!