MY INCOMPLETE LOVE…………….

When you cry a thousand rivers flow,

My heart too speaks but words don’t show,

Caught in the turbulence I shed a tear.

I feel for you. Can’t you see my dear?

It seems just yesterday your lips had caressed mine,

Clocks had stopped as I had lost track of time.

The dream is shattered now and a hangover lurks in the mind,

            Only you can undo this immortal bind.

Cast in stone is my destiny without you,

No sculptor can make it untrue.

It can’t be an illusion as it is so odd,

             If this is His will, He can’t be God.

It’s only your name in my unheard prayers,

See as I see your face in the twilight glares.

No ground is beneath me nor the sky above,

            Don’t let me go. O! my love.

GLANCES

she stood there waiting in the rain. Her hand gripping the umbrella firmly as if her life depended on it. The other hand was held by a little girl in raincoat who was anxious about her teddies getting wet and then falling sick. A pinkish innocence radiated from her little face. Her eyes had prayers written in them – prayers which had gone unheard as the shower drowned the city.

Those eyes had seen her parents fight. It was a dull afternoon. The tranquility of the place was shattered by loud voices. They went on shouting at each other until her father stormed out of the home – never to return back. She had been at the door ever since. But after it had grown dark even she had lost hope.

A year had passed since then. Neither her father came nor had he called. She did not know what to think. Every night she had seen her mother snuggle into her pillow while sleeping but had always understood that it was only to hide her tears. Even now it seemed that tears had been rolling down her cheeks. But no..they were not tears but mere raindrops. her tears had gone dry after having waited for the man who had once given her the real sense of being and brought joy to her world and eventually who also had brought it down.
she had not known how to trust a man before this. having suffered her father's abuse after her mother died she had given up all hopes of meeting a man who would sweep her off her feet. But God had been kind to her though not as often as she would have wanted. On one such shower of kindness she had come across a man whose love she had craved for all along. it was as if she had come across an oasis in the desert. but it was not meant to be. it turned out to be a mirage. the feeling she thought to be love was a mere act of sympathy on her lover's part. he had eventually moved on to shower sympathy on another distressed woman.

But moving on for her had not proved so easy. she had a three year old to take care of. ......

LIFE IN WORDS

Respire.

Aspire.

Perspire.

Inspire.

GRAVEYARD

 Life is a graveyard

Where aspirations are buried alive.

Talent is guillotined

As hope betrays those who strive.

Life is a wonder

Where people run away from death.

Misguiding their conscience

Beg for mercy in every breath.

Life is a challenge

For those who dare to dream.

Flowing against the current

And pumping into their bloodstream.

Life is but a mystery

Innocence is a lost gold.

Souls are worth a guinea

In a place where love is sold.

THE UNPLEASANT TRUTH

Sense and sensibilities are numb.

To its death, let reality succumb.

Faith is lost. Emotions are hollow.

Leaders themselves are about to follow.

Wondering why the world is dark?

Humanity has perhaps lost all its spark.

Bodies breathe devoid of their souls.

For a source of light there are many black holes.

I trusted you. Oh leader! Before the hazard.

Supremacy they say is an unworthy reward.

War is over and lessons are learnt.

Nobody has gained. Only mankind is hurt.

A HUMBLE PRAYER

Running towards destination I noticed,

That destination has its own legs.

The closer you get, the farther it seems.

Now nowhere to go, nothing to believe.

I am lost in the folds of time.

No footsteps to retrace.

Enchanted I stand.

Before you O Lord.

Guide me to innocence.

Away from this cacophony of silence.

And ahead of the powers that bog me down.

Undo the chains of aimlessness.

Lend me the vigour to pull apart consciousness.

Allow me to take a dip in the pool of innocence.

Dunk my soul in ignorance.

Imbibe in my spirit the art of forgiveness.

Let me dissolve in its water – cares and concerns of this pompous delusion – the urban chaos.

Lead me in to a life where clocks don’t tick.

Where there are no reminders.

Where cause is buried deep in the chasms of oblivion.

Where mankind prospers well within its restraints.

Lead me thus into the shores of my heaven.

DESIRES

Into the endless sky

Let me fly.

Away from the weight of why

Where men don’t try

Let me fly.

Candour be the day’s order

In a world without border

Where bravehearts are able to cry.

Reason is shy.

Let me fly.

Faithless is no creature

Cuddling into arms of Nature.

Where sciences do not spy.

Routine is left to die.

Let me fly.