Saturday, March 30, 2013

Dream of dawn




Remember! That chilly winter night
I kept gazing at you,
Your countenance; serene yet bright.
Your eyes made a promise under the starry sky,
With the west wind blowing, to hold my hands forever.
A promise that touched my heart! 
A promise that made me cry!

I loved to be lost at your quirk,
To smile at the slope of your cheek
To dip at your thoughts umpteen
I loved you, no one else, my queen.
I loved you! And I love you
I hope you did too. Didn't you?
Our story bloomed like a flower,
Spread its fragrance, 
And withered silently in a whisper.

Though you are, no longer with me
I find you still, held in my arms, in my dream.
Dream!
Dream of dawn- fresh and vivid
Leaves me with a sweet unrest, and
A stark realization- it's just a dream
But I do hope!
I do hope my dream come true.
The dream I long
The dream of dawn!

Saturday, March 23, 2013

I Surrender


""Some solitary moments in life hunt your mind with some incoherent thoughts which you can not avoid but only surrender to those. And you are left with an unbearable inner chaos.""


What am I doing?
I weep, tears don't come
I shout aloud, sound fades away
till it reaches my ear.
I surrender,
Letting my soul swim
in an ocean of absolute emptiness!

What am I thinking?
Tiring my mind
with thoughts and images, I despised most?
The moments die slowly,
Left me devoid of any inner silence.
I surrender,
Indulging myself in a sphere of
unbearable seclusion!

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Why?



I burn my face in scorching heat
I shiver in cold throughout the night
I drench my body in incessant rain
I lie uncovered under the naked sky,
my friends are agony and intense pain.

You don't see my subdued eyes,
extreme anguish hidden in my cries,
my malnourished body, 
the hunger in my belly,
the melancholy.

Why?
You don't see! Or you don't care?
I see you through the tinted glass
Your flamboyance, your grandeur !
My eyes gaze at the devouring spree
Your one cup of coffee
can fill my empty tummy.

Why?
Is it my fault I was born roofless?
Is it my fault my parents left me?
You turn your eyes from my ragged attire
You walk away from my dingy living space
Why?
Ever try to dive into my eyes-
into an ocean of perpetual longing!
Far far away from your world, safe and glittering.


(Written after I spent few hours with few Mumbai street children.)