Month: March 2014

Will you always stay
As you are
Fickle minded
Unsure
Pollinating many flowers
Betraying your dreams
Time and again
Will you

Star studded night
Silent stream
Why are you sitting there on a desolate rock
Waiting for full moon
To make waves mad
Don’t expect your slate
To be washed
By the waves
Which are now impatient
To swallow the rock
On which you waited for so long

Smile
Laugh
Do all the chores one does
Before celebrating reunion
It is not too far
Pray
Moon is patient
And waves forgive the
Boatman
Who could not carry you
Across the river

I don’t doubt
O healer
Your acumen to heal
But is it necessary
That all patients may get well
Always?
After all
You have healed me so often in past
Did I stop getting sick after that?
I m what I m
Can you not be what you are
Always

It’s true that I asked
Why should not I
When we know the limits
Are reached
We can give up
We can try
We can ask
I asked
Why should not I

slow walk
unsure talk
am i reading your lips right?
or meanings wrought
what was sought
go, as far as u can
and dont turn back
the rights of passage
is still available
walk
walk
walk through the forest of fire
dont count, the trees of desire
they will shed the leaves now
dont be arrogant, pl bow

a moist morning
seems as if
the sky
cried whole night
yesterday
but only hesitatingly,
sparingly
lest the reservoir of tears
empties
and drought occurs
now i know
the seeds of surprise
silent cries
will not be dormant too long
they will germinate
and bring, may be smiles
or just a realization
that clouds are unable to bear
the expectations, embedded in a wait

red sparks

will there be a fire now

i hope there is

let it burn
all the listless bits of stories that
i told
and also which i did not

silence

stillness
dont speak
just be there

sit down
you have been standing for long
now take rest
dont say a word
take responsibility
for the punctured tube