Monday, November 02, 2009

That's about - It (heart)

It never stopped to yearn,
So I lived ignoring its ways
Made my truth and convinced the system to believe
- it does not exist

Forced sleep upon dream drenched eyes
to forget its needs
built concrete structures of memories around
and concealed it inside casks of silence

Only to realize that it shows out between
the lacerated curtains of fleshless scaffold

- my bloody heart!

Monday, September 28, 2009


Come night come moon-light
   pierce shallow waters
'til your silver dusted hand
   tickles the long porus back
of the unfaithful riv(her)

Come night come moon-light
   reach for her curvy
colorful contours,
   pinching her between the mounds
as they appear to move in your light play
   before settling down on her yonders

Come night come moon-light
   descend down upon her ravines,
touch the lips and kiss it
  And in this noiseless serenade
meander deep in to her cervice

Come night come moon-light
   not betray ye faithful eyes
before these rest in
   of your sinful prelude
before her carnal carnival
   With the morning might

Monday, August 31, 2009

Lost Lamb

Flutes play,
between my ears
and afar from a yonder
is a song heard
beyond bedlam voices

those tunes the heart knows
those lines the lips chant

Grows loud with the dying day
like the light in the night of full-moon, beam

She who plays doth never see
the one that yearns, among the grazing

that lifelessly would stray away
in the reminiscent of her love
every night to his shepherd's keep.

Friday, August 28, 2009


May be
I'm still that lad
who walked the snake roads
under cerulean skies
with bunch of tunips
and a boyish smile

come equipped
to lock lips n make love
and live a small life
in minutes with you out there
like pilgrims
at the gates of
their Jerusalem
in their priestly flow
feeling good godly and gone!

Just so I cherish
what it is to be with you
to that when I am not
like the sweet nothings
that escape them lips
of those who sing hymns and pray,
moment their personal gods
come of life 'fore front of em for one.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Fast Love!

After your sabbatical from my skies
like dry earthen staring at the rain drought sky
I waited for a cathartic drench
so came a drizzle - fast love
this doesn't seem to last or will it, last love

Hope you found what you left me for -
For I am facing this drizzle now
between you passing sister-clouds what do you speak?
for this earthen has started to dry and this drizzle
doesn't seem to last or will it last, love