DREAM

With a grain and drop you stand
Your head suddenly wrapped in a pall
Hurt gnaws at your heart
Tiny droplets nestle in your eyes
And just when it starts to descend...
You hear your name being called
Light filters into your eyes
And you realize...
Still beside your beloved you lie!

GOOD NIGHT MY FRIEND

The sun has long retired
The night's curtains drawn
Moon's taken refuge
In the tufts of cloud
The lonely rain falling
To remind of life that goes on...
The folds of your bed await
Your pillow a distant land promises
So clamber up to your bed my friend
And see if...
In the promised land am there?

IS THIS STILL I?

I feel a little flutter in my heart
As your words
Jive before my eyes.
I wonder!
Can I still be the amber
Of somebody's eyes?
I rush to the mirror and see
A stranger looking back at me...
Lips pursed in a smile
A glimmer in the eyes
And a rosy hue
Face glowing as if in Sunshine new
And I wonder....
Is this still I?

IS IT YOU?

Here again am seated alone by the window
Thinking what to compose?
I lean outside and feel
The breeze brush past me...
The rain lashing fury on all greenery!

I hear music in the rustle of leaves
And swaying of trees
Nature's umpteenth symphony!

Then I think of you and wonder...
Are you an old friend gone asunder?
Cause of life's vicissitudes?
For when I talk to you,
I feel...
The joy of a friend
Known much longer!

DAYBREAK!

Daylight breaks,

Unwilling creatures rise from the

Folds of slumber

Whiff of morning tea wafts in...

To tickle half-awake senses

A stretch here and a pull there,

The creature descends and

Blends into the common din...

MY LAST RESORT- THE AGONY OF LOST LOVE

Here I am again after a long hiatus...want to know how I've been? I have been on Cloud Nine all these days, dreaming a new dream each day, taking in the fragrance of the early morning dew, missing a heart beat each time the first droplets of rain hit the earth, not missing the intricate details of life. I thanked each morning for the lovely day ahead, the lovely people I would be with and above all I would cherish each beat of my heart which would heave up and down and each time it would call out the same name...the name of my beloved. Oh! wasn't it a wonderful feeling! A pretty picture of fantasy and escapism was it not?

Well before I move ahead let me allow you a little peek into my world. My world has been beautiful, rosy...my life has been full of love and of friends who love, I have been happy and oh so carefree because all I learnt out of life is to love and to give. And indeed so I loved and lived...making each day worth living. I trusted, I did with my whole heart...I put on blinkers! I imagined I was reciprocated that's why no amount of hurt ever made me digress from what I so firmly believed. But my world didn't think so...it has tested me over and over again and each time I emerged victorious because I believed in 'us'. But if I somewhere say "every cloud has a silver lining" I would also say, "every silver lining has a dark cloud". My world, my sunshine did not trust me enough! And all I wanted to do was save some hurt!
"Words, words what are mere words to do to save all hurt, save all unjust ways??" Oh! how drastically have I failed, fallen flat, gone squish squash! I am never going to welcome the sunshine now, never shall I praise a day, never shall I trust so much and never shall I ever love again!

Masquerade

Life truly is a masquerade
A masquerade of funny masks
Of scary masks and sad masks
And funny eh?

Man wears a mask
To conceal a volcano within
The lava of boiling emotions
Plugged merely by a paper face
Truly funny eh?

Happy mask while hurt
Is gleefully at the heart gnawing
Sad mask to respect the dead
While the mind anxiously
Thinks of the red dress on display
Scary masks to scare wits
While inside you alone
Are threatened to bits!

Life truly is a masquerade
Each running to clutch a mask
To find shelter behind
Nothing but mere paper
Really funny eh?