Dreams are for ever…

I just can’t assimilate the truth even now,
That you are not, (what I thought), near me.
To understand you are away
The fingers of the dawn should not
Enter into the kingdom of my sleep,
Softly touching the window panes,
And awaken me from my stupor!
The ripples in the river should cease
When the wind blows over the placid water,
And remain calm in silent acquiescence!

The fragrance of fresh rains should not
Emerge from the fertile soil while it embraces,
And conceive, receiving the semen into its womb!
The doves coming back to its nests for
Roosting, in the twilight of dusk should stop
Cooing,as making complaints of love to its mate!
The wind should stop its rustling with pranks,
Like uttering words through loud laughter!

The sparks dazzling from the pyre of my grave
Scatters over the stage where I was;
As I make my egress with my ruffled music
And crippled steps, of my dance.

Rains...

In the morning it was raining,
And like a sodden leaf in the wind,
You rushed in settling in my mind.

I just thought of climbing, clutching
The thread of the rain, to your side.
Will you wait for me there, above this
Squelchy rain cloud, looming over us?

You will say it is impossible to climb
Like a rope trick, through the thread of tears;
And you imagine, it is your tears coming
Down as raindrops, from heaven.

And the thunder is your lament,
When you strike your breast with your hands;
Brooding over our emancipated life;
And the lightning occurs when you open
Your eyes to see my quagmire existence!
And your sighs forms into blizzards.

Instead, why don’t you come down as a mega raindrop?
We will together flow and drown in the ocean
Or wriggle and sink in to the earth not to return anymore…

Evolution on a rainy day.....

It rains, when you sit besides me;
And the rain poured down as unperceived music.
The dazzle hiding and lurking in your eyes
Tells me, clouds of the monsoon
Hovers over us, like a blanket.

Where is the tumult of the thunder?
That always comes late,
Though born together, with flashes of lightning.
Your smile, feeling my heart throbs
Is searching an answerto it.

The molten swarthy rock, of reminiscence
Cleft opened, and poured forth its water;
And inundated my eyes,that has now formed
In to a tear drop..


The storm weakened into a breeze,
Sat on your hair, embracing you in coy meekness.
Again, the rain turns into a silent music,
And only you realized, the thunder as my heart beat..