Monday, August 29, 2016

At the end... we fill what remains

I might have said this several times
and you...
might have thought of it as well
its strange that we are so similar
and still...
we are not the same

we set out to become the lost pieces
of a puzzle...
those that were cast to meet
the one that is you, looking to fill
trying and testing
the one thats me, with endless gaps

we like to feel its all done
and the time
has done its deed to cement
there are new ones though
every now and then
where me being me and you being you

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Glance


I see you... Yes, I do,
In this splash... of forgotten
evoked by drama of season shift
I try to keep aloof,
pulling the curtain, shutting the pane
de acclimatizing and conditioning my surround
yet it pierced through
as flashes, running by
reminding, reviving, reinstating
what is between me and you
and I see you... and you me too
although just in apercu... 

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Maps of mind


In the state of incredulity
and uncertainty over the same
I kept calling you... yet
couldn't share any of such...

can I ever...
more... will you ever...

mind maps...
and their gaps...
if only those could be drawn...
or understood...

Monday, August 8, 2011

ways to pleasure




At this moment…
That hangs in the air…
Uattached… digressed from the physical world
That’s running…
Maybe parallel… to me and you
As we exist metaphysically
Together…
Beyond this frame of time
And space
I look at you
And your existence
Intellectual
And make love to you
In my mind…


Pleasure…
It does find its ways
While there wasn’t
Any scope for it…
Smiles
Smiles

Thursday, February 24, 2011

to walk many more miles...



We walked miles together

Without speaking… I could feel the silence…

You remained there… like a feeling

Not just as person… I could feel my own existence

More with you…

Like some background music… not felt unless you pay attention

Yet it soothes you without you knowledge

I earlier thought it would have been better…

If you spoke… or start running suddenly…

In the middle of all those walks we had together

or did some wacky things…

but you remained you… and we grew together

and now I know this is best…

for me and you and both…

every little dream that I dream has you…

every aspiration ends in you…

you let me go to make me find you

again… and again… and yet again…

sometime to discover you from the bit I left you…

sometimes from the scratch…

sometime in blush of the cheeks… sometime in new painted wall

sometime inside a cozy duvet … sometime under a scoring sun…

you are the sweet and sour and pepper of my life

the very essence and flavor…

be my love forever…

Sunday, November 14, 2010

time

I couldn't know...
how it travelled
time as we call it
one big chunk of it
is spent without you
longing for you
and yet another
will be spent
without being with you
the time I spent with you
was big... and yet it wasn't enough
the time I spend longing
isn't so big... but seems unending
such is the play of time

Sunday, September 26, 2010

:)


This fast moving life…

I seem to have lost…

The track of change…

Rising late is sin…

Even on Sunday…

I run to catch you…

And you run away…

And yet we seem to be

Running towards each other…

They say that is the way…