Wednesday, September 19, 2018

whirlwind of incomprehension

I used to write dark poetry. Even my love poems were dark. Poetry flows forth when emotions run riot.

Right now, no dark poetry but I will be back with that soon.....

#ShortPoetry #LovePoem

whirlwind of incomprehension

the pages are fluttering
I fill the blankness with squiggles
meaningless for everyone
but loaded with messages for you

a cynic and a recluse bonded forever
by unknown forces of mystical origin
which transcends beyond words

the pages have been tamed
the squiggles are dancing
songs pour forth in unison
from the heated walls

I am carving a statue out of my poem
you are connecting the wires of the voice box
we are surrounded by silent songs of redolent love

"come sweetheart, I will the peal the  onions and garlics
you chop the tomatoes and dice the carrots"


Tuesday, July 31, 2018

I had lost it totally

#Poetry #FreeVerse

I chose the path I had travelled before
smooth and easy
I walked and walked
then it struck me
the road was leading nowhere

I had given so much
I had gained so much
my life, it was balanced
why was I tilting it

I traversed back
to find my niche
to find my loved ones
to see the world
which had been lost
in daily drudgery

"when you seek serenity
you are at peace with yourself and the world-
is that difficult to fathom?"


Wednesday, April 04, 2018

impulsively spoken

hot april melts the heart,
meshes with the mind
and thoughts get meddled

hot tears flow into the drain
meandering through
the jumbled mind

the words spoken impulsively
stay imprinted, nailed-
mauling the psyche

"closest one hurts the most,
and at what cost, and at what cost'


Tuesday, April 03, 2018

faded yearnings

in the locked drawer,
a few gold beads hidden in the recesses,
tinkle away the nostalgia

a brocade border, so intricate
maa had preserved it
lovingly for me

the silver anklets tarnished now, rub into my memories-
the longings, the yearnings

these are now fleeting, reminisced very rarely
fading only now

"I have this bond invisible yet so strong, this is what is so grounding"


Monday, April 02, 2018

it all seems life time ago

it all seems life time ago

the calls, the talks
the silences in between
were never enough

the long drives
the forced stopovers
the pauses that never sustained

even apart, I could feel the breath
and the craving
deeply embedded in me and also you

when the heart recognises
and the mind accepts
only then the soul calls out

"it is there to stay, I know it will stay"


old memories

old memories

I am rewriting over the old memories
creating space to fill in the new ones

why live in past when it's always present?

changes don't bother me
attitudes do
have we fallen so low that
we ask personal questions too?

the few grey strands are testimony of bygone times
yes, I seldom write poetry
that rhymes

"coming back, I am shedding old memories and up with new"