Reconciliation

Its just like that!

You get used to the shrouding vacuum opposite to you

while you sip an orange juice

while you sketch a dream in words

Once your melancholus narration of the unseen hope

crumbled down to the vacant seat against you.

The songs which you wished for yourself

kept on avoiding you.

You were left desolate -stranger on the 'messenger' with the wildly angst

Around the candle light, the emptiness opposite to me

Transpired into my other self.
I was holding my own hands

Reading the nuances of wayward palm lines

I was feeling my own breath against my face

Against the mirror I found my mate

cloaked in the rag of my desperation.
Now, wrapped in the hug of my own fingers

I linger for eternity

Long walks in the boulevard, beside my restless mind

I join my hands with my own self,

the other side of my own hollowness

scattered visions

In the frozen wasteland of dreary time
You lit a flame of kinness
The colours which inebbriate in the rain
The moments which pierce into our conscience
All fades into the horizon
When your light kisses the strings of infinity

Ants creep against my eyelids
They share with me their thousand eyes,
A world which crumbles down to million colours and scents
A dream which scattered into splash of joys
Pricks of honey combs at the tips of grass

On the silent portrait of your unending passion
We lit the saintly candles
We pray to you, the relief from the other worlds
When death couldnt silence you
The wax melts and falls on our eyelids
We emerge out of the frosty evenings!!

While writing

When I try scribbling down
Beware of me
Unknown fears grip me
Putrid demons possess me
Till the last drop from the stylus
I should erect a signboard – beware of a beast in pain

Memories which maul me apart,
Silent crimes chill out my ear
All those stale dark scents
Appear on my nib.

Scent of her which turns to
The stench of decayed ruins of imagination
I pray for the life of a moth
To live full for just two days