Letters to Twilight

Frostbite

2010-05-31T22:20:00.002+10:00

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.

Dream

2009-09-20T13:13:00.000+10:00

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.

Maybe..

2009-09-19T14:07:00.002+10:00

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.

Golden Farewell

2009-09-11T01:03:00.002+10:00

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.'

Compose

2009-08-29T08:07:00.001+10:00

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

2009-08-19T00:41:00.000+10:00

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!

Dream Jn.

2009-08-14T11:52:00.002+10:00

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?"

The Plunge

2009-08-14T11:27:00.000+10:00

A plunge in cold water.
Into a lake of memories.
Yes, that is what thinking about you feels like.
I hold my breath, steady myself.
I try not to feel cold yet, get the shivers too soon.
And just... plunge.

Numerous memories engulf me.
Too many to remember.
They choke me, threaten to drown me.
The coldness eventually reaches and takes my heart.
I feel right at home.
Yes, I have been here before.

I still hold my breath.
Float a few feet deep in water.
I fear I shall stay too long - and sink.
Well, why not?

The curve of your hips, the rare firmness of your grip.
A bat of your lashes, those glaring angry flashes.
And when you smiled THAT smile -
- Yes, I shall stay in for a while.

The water does not drown me.
And yet too flooded my mind is.
Too much even for me.
Too much for one plunge.
And I say your name out loud -
- As I resurface.

A million ripples on water -
- Some master artwork - not disturbances.
This is how you take over my world.
With thoughts and memories.
With everlasting fragrances.
---
Thus it ends.

...

And oh! I forgot -
- The shivers!