Tag Archives: love


2 Aug

Doing it all over again, the walk the talk the coffee writing with a chalk
The laughter the wind the feelings in sync
The smile the people the leaves and petals
Doing it all over again with sky as our earth and stars as our charms
The clouds as our lines the lights as our dawn
Doing it again and again with time so little and time so much has passed by
The toes so energetic
The eyes so rise
Doing it once more this time with claps and contention
Cheers and joys
Doing it for us for all
Doing it to trace what has passed on the history the snapshots the pictures the moments
Reliving it again now and once more…


Words and all that poem-

23 Jul

A quest for peace versus a will for wants
A love for love and a want for all
A trip to silence and a search for chaos
An urge to write and the second too small
A smile for laughter and a wish to pace along
A challenge so easy and the ease that I don’t want
A feeling of on the toes and a flat footed soul
A twitch of the eye and a prick on the heart door
A time so bound and a time so free
A time so high indeed time of need
A shout so subsided that silence prevails in it all
A silence so dark that night drives in it all
A night so bright that challenges day and sun
A sky so low with earth touching the ground
A feeling bundled up and a feeling so free
A state of contention or a state of being free?

Fonder of you

29 May

Growing fonder of you
Lot more for you
Relishing fragrance of you
Fondle of you
You and your presence
Stronger for me
Grows longer for me
Our bond our jewel
Showing affection for you
Wear it through my day
You are pious a soul
Gorgeous and bold
Growing lot more for you
Fonder of you
You and me
Me and you
Transforming into ourselves for you
Fonder of you…stronger with you…

Connected with the disconnects

21 Aug

Connected with the disconnects I am
Closest to the farthest of the distances I stand
Protected yet most naked I pose
Strongest in my weaknesses I span
Covered in the sun I feel
Heat of the ice I read
Water of the dry rays I absorb
Silence of the chaos I hear for sure
Thin film of thick black cloud I see
Skin to skin, breath to breath I mean
Colorful in color of black I picture
Not told stories I look for
All conversations feel less and left
All talks, are they for real or fest
All touch, hand mingling, fingers touching
All kisses, stars falling or shining is it?
All clouds dry yet draining the waters it seems
All desert vast yet consumed in the black hole it feels
Connect me with your heart back again
My heart beats have numbed, paused and are faint
World seems like a daunted picture
Words seem like a scream of emotions
Eyes appear like mountain made of questions
My feet on the ground yet no base it’s cumbersome

Can you come

20 Aug

Can you come and make me sleep in my dreams
Can you come and make me sing in my dance
Can you come and embrace me in my embraces
Can you come me make me smile through my eyes
Can you come and hold me like I hold myself
Can you come and live your soul inside
Can you come and make me laugh in your laughter
Can you come and lighten me with your strength
Can you come and lift me to the depths of sky
Can you come and cuddle me to the shore which has been dry
Can you come and make it colorful through grey and black
Can you come and lift my feet in heaven in shed
Can you come and shred the coarse thorns skin of my loneliness
Can you come and pour freshness of US of togetherness

Let me be myself

19 Aug

No matter how much the waters of the world try to assimilate me, I keep coming back to the salts of my own zone. It’s silky lather on my skin does not let me stay but slip from the general world out there.
It’s a constant fight with my own self to be and yet not be in those waters. Portion of my personality stays there for survival of my day but the only place I get solace and peace is my slippery land of salts.
I try being the assimilated material but my composition turn out to be bit too strong to be broken.
It’s an argument with myself every moment, every night, every breath that I take. To be or not to be the world. I try, I struggle, I slide and I slip, I scratch, I hurt. It keeps reminding me I don’t belong to be the world.
I assimilated in you. I dissolved portions of my core in you. It was all magical and I could not help but glide. I did not slip, no scratch either. I raised from the core.
I fail trying to be the world. I am myself, a small world of salts. It’s porous, coarse on its skin and bitter on some portions. It’s no water. World is water. Mine is salt. I can pretend only as much to be water but if I breath, I do in the salt.
Let me be the water for the bigger world of ocean but with you let me be the salt.
Let me be the crazy passionate stupid emotional yet practical strong thoughtful hardworking soul.
There are faces of me you can never admire but then there are faces of me you cannot imagine with anyone else.
Let me be myself because if there is one challenge I can lose in life that will be ‘pretense’.

All I want…

12 Aug

All I want is some love, little touch, a kiss that I don’t want to miss
All I crave for is hand held, shoulder felt, eyes met that gaze at me endless
What I dream is pink soft talks, lovely walks, sweetness so plain- that is all I want to gain
All I think is colorful world, foot tap so heard, finger’s warmth I don’t want sun to dawn
All I see is horizon so neat, needs of my hear beats, thumping sentiments with love and enticements.