The stars shine
In yonder skies
The lights strung
For miles
Oh the din
Of the music
Strumming tunes
An unsynched orchestra
Bodies moving
In all ways
Swaying with the breeze
There is no route
There is no rhythm
Your heart leading the way
Are people talking?
Yes, not to you
Are people walking?
Yes, not with you
Is it the bird
I saw this evening
Or are these my wings
Spread out
I’m on the ground
Yet in the sky
Not one face
Familiar
Not one word
Familiar
In this jungle
Of people
Of music
Of lights
I’m
Lost!
Tag: Tranquility
That one page
Have you seen the book
With one empty page
To write your own story
On this single page
The color? It’s different
The size? It’s different
The page stands out
You could spot it
In a thousand pages
It’s lost
Amidst all the other pages
Beyond recognition
The writing? It’s different
The language? It’s different
Is it part of this book?
You would ask
Very much, I would say
It’s bound at the bone
It completes the story
In its own way
It’s the page
When the reader dreams
Dreams that have occured
Have I finished the story?
Not quite
Midway
Maybe
It flutters in the wind
Eager to turn
I pause
Just a little
On
That single page…
Reunion
Small talks
Little laughters
Shot size bantering
Is all there is
Is all there will be
Crossing paths
Like two cars passing by
Short-lived acquaintances
They come and go
And there are plenty
Starting with small talks
Ending with small talks
These are loose threads
From another lifetime
This I am sure if
For
Each life
Is a reunion
Of the souls..
Silence
The silence is deafening
The humming of the cooling machine
Cacophonous and humdrum
There was another noise
Talking to silence
Just a while ago
There were voices here
Just this afternoon
There was laughter here
Just this morning
There is this long
Narrow road
Of silence
A valley of longing
There is light
No doubt
At the end of this road
But I must tread
One step at a time
Killing each moment
Of silence at a time
Another machine revs up
With pictures and voices
Talking to me
But they have no ears
There is noise around
It’s my silence
That is deafening…
Getting up
There are good days and bad days
Like cancer
Being shoved to a corner
Being pushed down
In spirit
Known faces all around
A word
A gesture
Sometimes there are no walls
And yet I get up
With all my might
Sometimes I hold on to that climber
Little, yet it supports me
There are times when oh my way up
I am pushed back again
Yet I get up
I wail
My heart breaks each time
A little
I sew it
And get up
The halo of love
At a distance
Smiling upon me
Playing a game of mirage
Is it there
Yes it should be
Giving me the strength
Each time
To get up
And run.
When
When the sunsets on the beach
are not as radiant as they are today
When the nights are cold
and dont carry the warmth of a hug
When the days are long
and the business of life engulfs life
Will you still love me?
are not as radiant as they are today
When the nights are cold
and dont carry the warmth of a hug
When the days are long
and the business of life engulfs life
Will you still love me?
When the conversations are empty
or the same words repeat themselves
When we look into each others eyes
and see a sheath of blankness
When there is more nagging
and less words of endearments
Will you still love me?
or the same words repeat themselves
When we look into each others eyes
and see a sheath of blankness
When there is more nagging
and less words of endearments
Will you still love me?
When the seas come in between
and we are no where in sight
When we have to move on
and take up life’s chores
When we are forced to wake up
and abandon our dreams
Will you still love me?
and we are no where in sight
When we have to move on
and take up life’s chores
When we are forced to wake up
and abandon our dreams
Will you still love me?
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