Thursday 29 January 2015




Soliloquy


Do you remember those moments?
 
When yours intriguing smiles made me fall for you,
Our sweet –talks over a cup of an Irish coffee,
Those letters, hidden within the books,
Our walking on the beach during those scorching summer days,
Those monsoon rains, impelling us for an embrace,
When we first kissed on a frigid winter day,
My serenade which driven you to guffaw,

Do you remember? 

That evening when I proposed you to marry,
Our new bright red house by the sea,
Those blissful tears when I became a father,
When our baby girl took her first step,
Those bleak days when only you were my hope, 

The pondering seems endless,
Thoughts escapes through my voice,
As I sit by your tomb with the bouquet of those moments,
Which are now my trivial conversations to self,
 Which are nothing but memories,
Etched forever on the pages of past




Perturbation of a Betrayed Poet

 Moments evanesced into void,
Everything has changed now,
Winters doesn’t whisper your name,
Summers have smoldered every page of our story,
Petrichor doesn’t smell of you anymore,
Autumns have withered all the flowers we grew together,
Even spring can’t help them to bloom again,

But if everything has changed, then,
Why the days have turned nocturnal?
Why the silence seems so noisy?
Why my slumbers only dream of you?
Why insomnia still lingers in my room?
Why these obnoxious winds reek of our burning memories?
And most of all,
Why are you still present in my poems?


The Healing

Ah, my precious sultry wind
Take me again on an ancient journey
Back to where all it began
To the hidden woodlands
Beyond the realm of winters
Drift me away from my abode
Carry my presence in your warmth
Towards those withering moments
When my form broke into specks of nothingness
 When my being trembled by the vicious wafts
Blazing my existence, my every script of life
And slide me again in the tranquil arms of my beloved
Indulging in a rapturous embrace
While those healing lips collided with mine
Drinking away the raging agony
Feeding on my melancholy
Soothing the crumpled breaths
Scorching away all the scars of despair
Allowing me to be reincarnated in the soul of a phoenix
Erupting from the ashes of autumn