MooNGloW

I can sing when I want to
you can dance this way
we can live a lifetime
in just one day

we were waiting around
for time to begin
waiting on the outside
then the sun started to shine
and the moon glowed
moon did show,
moon did know
moonglow..

the earth brought us along
all the way home
brought us to the inside
that's how we arrive
and we came alive
inside of you,
inside of me
we're in..

we declared our freedom
with our first breath
when the earth was still young
from the outside,
to the inside
and we came for this ride
all this time,
for all time
ridding along..

we can live a lifetime
for all our days..
I love you..
more than than you ll ever know..
i swear by this serene
MOONGLOW!!

I love you..

Beggars

My friend never
had money
to replace his
wornout shoes..
His friend told me
he knows
a place in the alley,
where they sell
Gods,
for just 10!
So now me n my friend
beg for alms
in that alley..
for we know,
we need money
to have GOD
so that we can pray
to have new shoes
this Diwali!

Swallowed

A smooth journey,

to mute chimes

of those opaque sources

of light and

heavy rain,

on the lands
of pinks, peach and brown,
to reach the corners
of the rose petal
to die there
forever...
never to flow again..

The last tear also,
swallowed by smiles...

The Leaving

I will leave this house
these tall towers that were built
to last forever
these tall towers that are now broken
and crumbling shattered
and cracked by storms
from without and within

Carved words worn by time
no longer legible
no longer have meaning
meaning forgotten

Empty rooms with crated memories
hold no warmth
hold no cold
in haunted hallways muffled echos
no longer sound
no longer enough
no longer compel

Wooden doors silently swing open
these doors that kept the world
at bay open to the unknown beckon
weathered stone steps worn by
countless footsteps
smooth stone steps
lichens and moss colouring
small silent cracks

Pale moon in a pale sky
shadowed trees silent sentinels
to soundless footsteps
following Phoebe's light
on a misted path

I will leave quietly

and let it rain...

The Bookends of Life

The book ends of life
Form a comforting wall,
But sometimes
The books
Can all topple
And fall,
Then the chapters
You read
Have a different feel,
Like
A carriage and four
When it loses
A wheel.

The pages you keep
With your bookmark of gold,
Can save you
A place
Where the story
Is told,
When your bookends
Are back
On each side
Of your world,
Like
The pennants of life
When they flutter
unfurled.

When nights shuttered door
Casts a shadow on through,
The absence
Of light
Makes a difference
To you,
Though the bookends
are back
When you needed
Them most,
You still hide
From the vision
Of yesterdays ghost

Saturated...so..SUICIDE!

Subdued sulken Sun…
Saturine swifting streams…
Static spiritless silence…
Shrinking sanguine smiles…
Somber sublunary…
Shades stodgy...
Superficial solicitude...
Sabatral sterile…
Screaming Soul…
Such screams..
Sometimes….

Soul’s strangle
Slayed..
Sometimes submissive
Suicide!!!

Echoes...

I can see you flying
In the shining of your eye,
I can always hear your singing
As you slowly wander by,
And I can feel you breathing
In the morning as you sleep,
But I can never find you
When you hide away and weep.

I can hear your laughter
Like a blessing in the night,
I can see you gently walking
Through the early morning light,
And I can see the visions
In the way you always see,
But I can never find you
When you come to visit me.

I could walk beside you
In the early morning rain,
And wed listen to the whistle
Of the far off winding train,
Through the quiet of the dales
Before the sun has risen high,
Wed hear the singing of the rails
And see the steam clouds paint the sky.

I could dream in echoes
Of the life we would share as one,
We could come back to the meadows
To the love we thought was gone,
We could dance a dance of wonder
In a rhythmic green swathed day,
And we would kiss beneath the willows
In our same forever way