blooming in the autumn
may be your resolve to survive
what would u know
about the stressed roots
devoid of water
unwilling to wilt
yet unable to run after
lost mornings and dried days
sleepy eyes
and the determined mind
never to sleep again
wait, and see
if the door bell evokes some response
else knock again
and again
but not too long
if the princess sleeping inside gets woken up
never to sleep again
let her sleep
even if i return from the door empty handed
seeds of sanity
partaking a little sip
from the lake of gratitude
i was not sure
if i should ask for more
or
stay still
avoid inhaling the aroma of wild flowers
growing all around
and plant seeds of sanity
in my garden
unfenced
untamed
when we walked in the rose garden
my accountability is to you and you alone
when we walked in the rose garden
amidst high hills and cloudy sky
you never asked even once, why
i was lost or unable to see
what colour you wore
and where did the rays reflected from
diamonds in your earrings
go
but today, i remember all those missed moments
and will try to fill your lap
with a few flowers
i have plucked
from then garden
before they fall on the ground, half closed,
but also half open
but past their full bloom
like we are, are we
Till An eagle flies past
Imagine
Every chemistry lab seems to be different here
Same chemicals when mixed
Produce very different reactions
Why do they do so
Why do rules change
Even when
The materials remain same
How come clouds
Don’t rain when
We wish
But when
Sun is tired
Wind is still
They get tired of holding All the burden
In their wings
Till
An eagle flies past
Our sense of significance
Why do we elevate
Our sense of significance
To such a height
That all the necessities
Get suspended
And we absorb
The radiance
Of worn out
Diamond reflections
nov 4, 2012
a requiem of rainbow
a requiem of rainbow
a stale silence
a sullen scream
why will you ask
if this is what
we offer to the lake
that does not listen
the call of silence
sacrifice and stillness
Said the river
The vapours absorb
All the aroma of the moist soil
But my intoxication
Is incomplete
Without
Your hesitation
And my impatience
Said the river