Monday, May 31, 2010


Amidst all vast white barrenness
I see a tint of green.
After a long frozen winter
The first blade of grass is seen.

Maybe with joy more than I can risk
I let my heart wander,
Imagine a season of colours
Lime, violet and lavender.

I might as well go ahead and dream
Of you and your return.
But the window pane now fogs up
And my bare feet feel frostbitten.

Sunday, September 20, 2009


Tonight again my heart wonders
As I watch you fall asleep...
On your forehead gently lay playing
Some stray loose locks in the breeze.

The rest lay scattered unevenly
On my arm around your face.
A few on your bosom heaving
At a serene, slow and steady pace.

Like at rest a woodland Goddess
Keeping peace in the wilderness.
Or a ship that's several storms survived,
Through monsters and pirates thrived.

'Shhh... lay still. I'm still here.
It's only the wall-clock's chime.
It calls out, yet we don't need to know
How late it is or what is the time.'

Of all your long cherished ones
Which dream tonight you chose to dream?
...Yes tonight again my heart wonders
As I watch my dream fall asleep.

Saturday, September 19, 2009


Maybe it's this moment's magic
That makes me think of you,
Remember each little tiny detail
Of that evening I spent with you.

Maybe it'll last a lifetime
This moment full of memories of you.
Maybe I'll pick a more picturesque evening
Or maybe I'll just spend one with you.

Friday, September 11, 2009

Golden Farewell

It's been raining since morning. 
But now that it's finally stopped
I want to go out and play. 

But it's almost night time. 
I can see the shades of saffron
Turning purple, faraway. 

My heart tempts me to step out. 
Though "There will be a tomorrow."
A bit sternly "they" say. 

They bid me a golden farewell, 
These last rays of sun. 
'Yes, today at twilight, begins my day.'

Saturday, August 29, 2009


Complains and quarrels I had with this world
And then you came along
Many places to go and to avoid I had
Destinations they weren't to you
Regrets and reviews I had of my life
And then I heard you sing
All ideals, morals, I'd bunched up all along
Could not compose for you

Wednesday, August 19, 2009


a morning that starts with your memories
a day that ends with wishes for your dreams
few moments spent with a pen and a notebook
to write it all down, to never forget
or to read it to you, whenever leisure permits
oh! what a way to share my life with you!

Friday, August 14, 2009

Dream Jn.

I dreamt of you this morning
A beautiful dream it was
Alas, that is all I remember -
- A pretty etching on my mind.


The train stopped at a station
"I'm thirsty - should I get some water?"
I wondered too long and the train left.
I wondered, "What station was that?"