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!

You and me

A warm loving touch,

heals more than a medicine,

A careful loving whisper

more calming than a lullaby

That brush of our hands, while walking

says more than a thousand words,

The clinks of our bodies , while deep asleep

just talk to themselves in our absence,

That look in your eyes , on a sunday morning

feels like the time has stopped

the sweet carress to my hair

does enough to make my knees go weak..

The warmth of your chest when i lay my head to rest,

is eternity consoling all my sorrows,

This love , so powerful..

how subtle, but wonderfuly strong..

human emotions..

Lost in hurry

Where are you running my friend, for what are you hurrying so much

have you expressed your love to your beloved ones, today

have you taken care of them

have you stroked your dog today, have you attended him with affection

what about that plant in the balcony,

when have you watered it last, or even bothered if it still lives

havent met your mom and dad lately, how have they been,

how is the pain in their joints, and how are their hearts

have you chatted with them, or have you sat besides them at all?

for what do you run my friend, for what do you hurry?

hiding from Time

Lets go somewhere my love,
somewhere, lets hide
from things supposed to be done
from deeds planned, yet un-achieved
from bland duties and commitments
from streets, walls, people and time
from clocks and watches..
Lets fool ourselves.. we dont know -Whats time?
it might exist, but how do we care, we are fine without it
Lets sit, get to know each other
Lets just BE, who we are
Just you and me, as ONE
No time, just space and lots of it,
Just Love and lots of it..

Lost in space

Lost in thoughts
of no one
lost in space of emptiness..
how can one be lost
in one single room
with only four walls around, how can one be lost?
but, here I am,
lost a bit here and there..in the corners,
from there I see
the vast blank space, right in front
it scares me to death..
NO, dont take me out
let me be there
else no where.

So, you are gone!

You were here, when I last saw you

When I was just about to say “how much I love you”..

Something went wrong

I somehow can’t hear your song

I know you still play it

For, I still have a reason to say it

How deeply I still love, you and the songs you played..

They were special, warm and very well known

In this otherwise stranger world of our own

I feel lost, a bit though,

I know I will recover soon, as to you I vow

Wish you could have stayed a little long,

Just enough, to make this one life pass-

quietly well along..

I know you are not there,

But I feel you are still here

Inside me you play

The songs that you used to say

They now form the rhythm of my heart-

When I m awake.

They try to calm me down- when I struggle to sleep

They still play in the background, n

Try to make my dreams a bit, profound

They keep me alive

Give me a reason to strive

I am formed now , of songs

you painted -on the canvas of my life

I painted it Black,

Your songs made it a starry night.

I painted it white,

your songs came up with bright sunny light..

I wonder how they never get tired

Of giving me a new life,

And all the things I ever aspired..