Saturday, May 17, 2008

In the forests which heave,
With every breeze that rushes through them,
Near the chuckle of that mountain stream,
Where your laughter rolls down the mountain top.
I’ve kept a tiny flower, under a bed of rocks

Windy and dark

Last embers of a dead stub

Dance of the clouds through a full moon

Kissing my forhead with each crack of lightening

Oh, wuthering are those heights

Where my heart leaps in bounds

Saturday, September 29, 2007

The ring dance
It changeth
The steps ...
As you would
From the love of one
To the worship of another
Shackles. Touch them
as you would ...
the contours of a castle,
in air?
Will you?
And break your head when you
crash against the wall of glass,
will you?

Monday, September 17, 2007

Didn't they say it's supposed to last forever?

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

He sees her in the still shadows of the night.
He sees her,
Still, whispering, waning

Sunday, February 04, 2007

And thus ended the cycle of pain and love,
He walked away with a baggage of longings --
--- which refuse to fade
She walked away with a look in her eyes,
And a prayer on her face

Monday, January 29, 2007

Everytime he thought of an end,
The madness returned to engulf him,
But end he must; and often he thought --
-- let the echoes of whisper kisses remain,
The frost on the leaves always be moist,
Let the dawn shower her with a rainbow,
and a smile put her to bed each night,
Let her dreams be a journey to heaven,
and when she awakes; let him be gone

Friday, January 26, 2007

She lay like a poem,
On a bed of verse he crafted --
-- from every breath that caressed her face
He dreamnt like a song --
-- and woke up to find his life, a verse

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

He missed the summer for the smell of a sorched leaf,
He missed the winter for the smell of ash from a burning twig,
He missed the rains for the smell of earth;
and the moisteness of her lips,
He hated the spring for the cheer it brought;
and the hope it killed

Saturday, December 23, 2006

Shallow was his love,
It stood not the vagaries of time,
It knew not the rules of the game,
It chased but a fading chimera
But faith kept him going,
Faith egged him on --
-- into a sea of despair
That was when he should have known --
-- the morning mist had turned ashen
-- the wet grass was littered with thorns
-- the afternoon gust no longer had the sweet smell of dust
-- when the night rain was no longer singing their song
That is when he should have known --
-- that love lay buried by the wayside
When do you know it's over,
When the eyes fail to shy,
When the smile fails to hide,
When the words sound hollow,
When the touch is no longer felt
He saw it coming --
-- long before the new juggler came to town

Friday, December 08, 2006

Lingering, endless, breathless,
They kissed under the dark, winter sky,
Soaked in a blanket of love,
The mist was rising; soon to blur the moment --
-- freeze it, as a footnote in time

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

A thud sank his heart,
A tremor shook his soul,
As he saw her look back --
-- with longing, moist eyes,
for one last time

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Despair stared in his face, but couldn't stop him,
As he chased his fading chimera -- breathlessly grappling,
to catch the shower of yellow rose petals,
in blinding darkness

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Rummaging through past dreams,
He found the one he wanted to see again,
But the colours were all blurred,
And her face a fading chimera,
Shocked, he hugged the darkness to sleep

Saturday, November 04, 2006

That which was fleeting, was love
That which bellowed like wind
-- through a forest of memories, was love
That which flowed from her tender words, was love
That which he let go, was love

Monday, October 23, 2006

Swinging through the dance floor,
Fingers locked, laughing eyes,
Not a word they spoke -- revelling in a dance of love,
That still brings a smile on his face,
and a sinking touch in his heart

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Fleeting moments of ecstasy,
They palmed as little treasures from toyland,
Oblivious of the wind one day --
that blew their dreams like strewn pieces of the Lego

Friday, October 06, 2006

A pain, which was but the pain of love,
Torrid, luscious, seamless,
Simmering was that passion
-- which singed the wound of love

Saturday, September 30, 2006

These are but murmurs of a muffled song,
-- chronicles of the flowering of mustard fields
-- dusty memories of a walk to the horizon
and whisper touches of a stolen kiss

Saturday, September 23, 2006

His soul uncoiled like an unshackled spring,
His heart turned ashen,
When she walked away with all the answers --
to questions he is still asking

Sunday, September 17, 2006

He loved with a fury untamed,
His passion had no bounds,
He lashed at the wind that caressed her face,
He burnt her heart with his flame

Sunday, August 27, 2006

Dreams; they spoil you
Stroke you gently with the pleasing waves of colours so unreal,
And wake you with the roar of a freight train --
-- rushing through the middle of the head

Monday, August 21, 2006

Walking alone on the meandering hill tracks,
That melted in the mist of moutain tops,
He threw the tattered remains of his past,
Into the frolicking rivers that went by,
When he reached the top, he saw --
another beautiful valley --
-- with many more frolicking rivers,
and a meandering hill track, slipping into the mist

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Crimson shadows of the night,
Grew longer by the day,
As he waited for the miracle,
That would flood his life with light

Friday, August 04, 2006

In search of a metaphor,
To end this story the way it began,
With the tender blush of the first kiss,
On a rain swept night,
That ended with the chorus of wailing winds

Monday, July 31, 2006

Thunder in his heart,
He burst like a storm,
She smiled from every drop that fell,
In the dark deluge of memories and pain

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Flowers, touches, promises,
Looks, smiles, darkness,
Whispers, breaths, lies,
Tears, farewell, memories,
Silence, hope, despair,
Love, life, prayer

Monday, July 24, 2006

On an icey winter night,
Cutting through a fog of grief,
They bid their first goodbye --
-- with a soft kiss and a gentle hug
The fog would return for many more nights,
Until the day she slipped into it,
Just as they'd reached the edge of dawn

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Drunk in her looks,
Numbed by her touch,
He ran amok,
From a distance she watched,
Writhing in pain; a hand stretched out --
-- beneath the sorcerer's veil

Friday, July 21, 2006

A fine madness it was,
Surrendering to the whims of time,
Drifting in the lofty waves of passion,
And floating in the mist of love,
Only to find one day, he wandered alone --
-- in the fine madness that it was
When memories lose their sheen,
When chronicles turn into folklore,
When words fail to tell the story,
When love's first blush begins to fade,
And when faces turn into a blur,
It's time to dust the weathered leaf,
And pen a new ode to love

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Sometimes they tore through the silence,
Speaking with their eyes,
Telling each other --
-- this is not the way it was to be,
Precious were those moments --
-- like the roar of rain in an early morning dream,
Just before daybreak

Sunday, July 16, 2006

Then one day, silence consumed her,
And fire engulfed him.
He badgered her soul,
She took it.
He badgered her laughter,
She took it.
He badgered her tears,
She took it.
But when he badgered her self-esteem,
She shot back; with venom in her eyes,
and a prayer on her lips

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Amorous words rolled over his mind,
Tender smile crossed his face,
Eyes locked endearingly,
A cloud burst; she vanished in the torrent,
Love dripped down in tears

Friday, July 14, 2006

Fire consumed his each breath,
Fire bellowed through his words,
Fire singed his eyes,
Fire blinded his love,
Fire crippled his thoughts,
Fire lived to burn -- and to burn

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Have you ever revisited the future?
It was written on the walls that took their weight,
On the grass that chuckled for their walk,
On the clouds that drizzled with joy,
In the footprints of a time that stood still --
-- to watch them blossom and fade,
Go. See. Everything is where they left it,
In the footprints of a time bygone

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Heads bowed, feet dragging over strewn leaves,
They walked with fingers locked,
Played ball with little pebbles on the way,
Letting each other win with half-smiles,
Tender sun flickered through the trees,
Guiding them to the end of the road
Wailing winds whistle through the maple forests,
Echoes fade -- of voices, chuckles in reckless abandon,
Head spun in a whirlwind of memories,
He reached out in the air,
Drew a face with his fingers,
Touched the contours of emptiness,
And the echoes vanished into the dark maple forests
The magic had waned

Sunday, July 09, 2006

A ruthless lover they say he was,
He knew not the rules of the game,
A glasshouse he built for her,
Where the lark was kept caged,
Hidden from the breaths that could caress her face,
And the lights that could fade her love,
But the bird was full-fledged,
She shattered through the glass one day,
He knew not the rules of the game

Saturday, July 08, 2006

Tender smiles were a give-away,
The pensive moments,
The slow trails of the cigarette's smoke,
The hmm and haws,
And icey touches told a story --
that had ended long ago

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Come let's play dice,
The board is laid out,
Cheerleaders, usher in the prize,
Roll the dice,
In a flicker, she blinked
-- his breath away
And then the magic waned,
The sorcerer had run out of tricks,
God's puppetry set in motion,
They say a new juggler was in town

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Sitting in the lap of cane fields,
Facing a seamless horizon --
-- splashed with the melting colours of dusk,
A touch so trepid, so unsure,
An embrace so everlasting.
But dusk it was; there was darkness in the hue

Monday, July 03, 2006

Blinding rain at an empty bus-stop,
Shimmering sheets of water slammed the face,
Darkness punctured by a passing car,
Pensive they sat, drenched in the day just gone by,
There was no tomorrow; the skies knew this

Sunday, July 02, 2006

Singed by the fire,
of words as cold as venom,
He stood in the middle of rush-hour traffic,
Listening to the silence of the city,
How did he get there?
The cacophony slowly fades in,
He sees a road ahead; He knows the road; He'd built it with bare hands,
Walk, for there's no looking back

Friday, June 30, 2006

Remember the words,
Blown through the afernoon gust,
that blew the strewn leaves?
At the call for prayer,
He had read an ode to God

Friday, June 23, 2006

Stolen glances on the dance floor,
Half-a-smile through flickering lights,
Melting eyes sing a song,
Moist hands lead the way,
Down the garden path

Monday, June 19, 2006

Silences make such vivid memories,
Their colours so intact,
Their smells so near and fresh,
Their words so loud and clear,
Their tears so wet with prayers

Friday, June 16, 2006

Vision darting through dark alleys,
Head spinning; world, a whirling gust on an an empty landscape,
Of memories gnawing at the lyrics of a song,
Threshing it; clothes for a walk in the park
She sat there stoic,
Eyes lowered, lips quivering,
Hands clasped in a shivering grip,
Listening to the silence in the room,
As he stood soaking the stillness,
For one last time
Soaked in listlessness, huddled in dark spaces,
She lifted a strand of hair off her face,
Eyes half-shut,
They dreamt a dream unseen, unforgiving