loving you
is the  very best thing i do…
each day goes by loving you
 more than before…
now there is always more to be  said
 but i shall restrain
 cause the way i feel pain
you too  will know…
the pain of being set apart …
 

robins sing in unison
as the son goes down quietly behind the hills..
the clouds float like little kerchiefs set free from a drawer…
deer huddle in the peripheries of the woods…
dusk has enveloped us…and we float now too…

There will always be a tomorrow

I tell myself,

As the tears roll down quietly

A newer tomorrow

 A better tomorrow

I console myself,

as sorrow flows out of me with much trepidation

 Reaching  down towards the corners of my mouth…

 they are saline I know from way before…

when did sadness ever taste sweet?

time will heal the pain you feel

 perhaps like those  cold blooded beings

 you will get yourself a new skin soon enough

 one that’s harder than hide itself…

life is such, once again I tell myself as I taste the  saline

nothings perfect and no-one is always correct to the  core

 not even you!

 So quiet your soul…let it not feel the pain…

You do your best and keep at it

 Without the request of rewards

 Whichever form they may take…

you take on  each moment

 and bask within the love you already have inside of you.

It is more than  enough always…

And await for that new tomorrow…

lekin ab bhi waisey hi chahati hoon main apko…
wahi khayaal wahi  khawaab
ab bhi hoon main  utni hi betaab…
kehetey hain waqt badal deta hai rishtey
kai khatm ho jaatey hain
 toh kai bujh jaatey hain…
woh prem mohabatt bhi pheeki pad jaati hai…
pyaar kum ho jaata hai
zindagi badal jaati hai…
naye sapney nayi umeedein
mayi betaabiyaan nayi hasratein
 phir kyon nahin badla mera pyaar
 kyon yeh chaahat  waisi hi rahi…

time will tell
 you did say once
 what this feeling is all about
and it has told me that i will forever love you
 just the way i did at the beginning
 only  now thats a maturity to it
 a seeking and a realization to it…
like fine wine  its for more satisfying …

the quietude of the night 

how time did fly…
silently and quickly
leaving me no choice
other than to today sit and dwell
in the moments i would sieze through the day
to watch you and love you…
my love i hold onto those memories
like a woman holds onto her rosary chanting  praying
and quietly hoping
 they will  once again return
 maybe  not in the same way
 but return to fill up my being
with the freshness of each new born day…
 i smile and then quickly  shut my  book of images
 knowing that within them lies a rose bud pressed
 still retain a little of that fragrance that filled my mind with joy…

it was the river that led me to the mountain

 and the mountain that showed me the sky…

infinite spaces above to write a few lines…

 write about its blue hues 

and write about the clouds that had begun to cast shadows on my being… 

it was the river that made me taste and know what sweet cool and pure waters mean

 as it meandered down creating miniature rainbows…

 it was the river that that expressed itself joyfully

 as its waters rippled merrily on the rocks that formed the bank…

it was the river

 into which i waded right upto my knees to feel the silkiness of the  waters swirl around me …

inviting me further down to feel the swing it could create for my hips…

 it was the river that made me taste the soil  leaving traces of it on my lips…

while my heart fluttered with a myriad of  emotions
my garden held a festival of butterflies
any which way the eyes saw
there was a riot of quickly fluttering wings that shone
i cudnt help but smile
…and quietly recite a poem i knew as a child!!!!
the sky had been an everchanging canvas
with beautiful a hue of blue
where clouds floated
forming shapes
and creating shadows that moved merrily…
… i knew it would rain
cause rain has a scent so unique nowadays…
the smell of wet earth
and fragrance of flowers stolen and brought from afar!
 the breeze didnt play tyrant today
it merely helped the  flowers to sway upon the stalks
not one blossom did leave its plant!

Silence beckons me

once again

 into her embrace

 her warm caressing of my being

her gentle nudges to not think beyond

of what is as of now

 no pondering, no lamenting

and no worrying

its all a waste of today

and the minutes of being in the present

Lets leave it to what’s to happen

for soon tomorrow will be here…

and I will know of what to do then.

 Like my very best friend she holds me close

while I hear my breath against her chest

and feel the thudding of my heart…

 she seeks me out of the mundane chores of the day

and takes me to be in the garden to inhale

the fresh fragrances of the plentiful blossoms that sit upon the stems…

she lends me her ears while I hear

the songs of the birds I adore…

the magpie robins and the tiny sunbirds…

its as though I am been held by the  Divine Unknown.

The grass has got greener  in the last few days

and the golden gaze of the sun seem less intense now…

 in this silence

I can hear the sea too

as her waves come to kiss the shores

 Creating that magical ‘shor’

An orchestra is being conducted

 I can feel the music reverberating in my heart…

 The cicadas, uninvited,

Never give way to the last notes of this symphony…

Silence with her silent steps melts into the dusky evening…

 the soothing warm soundlessness bids me adieu

is mehfil mein ho tum
lekin dikhtey nahin…
ek ehsaas ho tum jissey mera dil bharta nahin…


ab is mehfil ko sjaya hai baarish ney
aur savara ek mehakti hawa nein…
sochti hoon shayad tumhey patta hoga
ki kya haal hai merey mann ka…
is bheegey bheegey mausam mein…

garaj raha hai aasmaan
 ek sinh samaan…
aur baarish ki dhar ho rahi hai tez
har ek pal key baad…
karti hoon is zindagi ko dhayawaad …
muskuraatey huay
karti hoon salaam us ooper walley ko
ki banaya hai usney mujhey kuch alag sey..
.aur tumhey
bilkul merey jaisey…

ab ho gayi hai raat aur khatam hui weh barsaat…
hawa mehak rahi hai champa ki khushoo sey
aur samundar ney cheda hai ek naya saaz…
yeh sab kar rahey hain mujhey betaab
yeh sab bula rahey hain mujhey baahar!
shaayad yehi hai maqsad is mausam ka…
ki bula rahi hai mujhey yeh raat…

aasmaanoan mein badal bhikhir rahey hain…
aur ek ek karkey sitarey muskura rahey hain…j
agmaga rahey hain merey mann ko yeh
yaad dila rahey hain mujhko tumhaari yeh
ki aisey hi tumhari ankhein khil jaati hain
aur merey mann ko ujwalit kar deti hain…