Dedicated, One Last Time

To the little child heart
To the innocence of dreams
And desires.
To the facade of nonchalance
To the struggle with dilemmas
To looking for meaning
To the most vulnerable moments.

To the monkey spirits
To the countless daily stories
To hearing the unsaid
And saying the unheard.

To the heaves of inconclusivity
To the silence of indecision.

And, most of all
To the instinctive friendship found
and built incidentally.

Is it?

A travel far away
Into the recesses of time
Counting the cobwebs
Is it ?

Lost in time and space
Painful to eyes
Distant memory
Is it?

Too much to believe
Too much to bear
Is it?

Strangled promises
Lost hopes Daily hopes
Round and around
I stay for this
Is it?

And you say
You cannot tell.

Just a phase

I was born out of your circumstances
I am dying with your enterprise

I have altered the course of your life irreversibly
I will leave you amused for the rest of it

I am just one among millions who would come and go
You may have forgiven the others already

I was custom-made for you
You for me
I was endowed with affiliations
You became my receptacle

Time moves differently in my world
Ephemeral I am
Ephemeral I was destined to be
But you would move on.

I have to confess
I have developed an affiliation for you
I cannot but leave you
For I know I cannot stay
And that you would battle on.

Once a flame keeping you awake
I am just a dwindling flicker now
You became the source of my life
I, the hinges of your experience

For me, you are my entire journey
For you, just a phase…


The word is shattered
Thoughts, Actions, Aspirations

The word is bizarre
Opinions, Responses, Reactions

The word is obfuscated
Foresight, Imagination, Recollection

And they say,
There is nothing to lose.


Keeping you along all the time
Letting you hear the sighs
In thought. In action
In dreams. In reality
In high. In low.

While you witness each new heave
Still hold the hand all the time;
Recording in your heart
The rise. The fall
The hope. The realisation
The hurt. The lesson.

The conveyor of a new light,
You must know
That you, poetry are first love
I don’t know since when.

Another Cage

Dreamt of a castle,
Didn’t you?

Ambiguous little images
On the withdrawn ceilings
Night after night
Dream after dream..

Your star is but the brightest illusion in the night sky.

Your rage is another fire, meant to die with melting snowflakes.

Your destiny is another city,
Another cage.

Is that you?

Laying in the abyss of solitude and uncertainity
I dreamt of you.

You refused to acknowledge me.
Is that a dream?

You chose to look away.
Is that a dream?

The heart sank in.

And I woke up.
Still no sign of you.
‘Are you fine?’

The Stay

The penultimate moment of indecision
Timeless moorings
Procrastination redefined
Desires recombined

To stay, and then to stay some more
Before the void is left
For always and ever
Stay some more until you stay no more.

Can fulfillment ever be defined?

Just an ant

Adobe Spark (5)Most of the life got spent in maneuvering through cricks
From getting away quickly enlarging shadows
Sometimes a part of a queue
At others, smelling for food
It was always accumulating for a peaceful time

Hurrying sole spikes stabbed me one day
Pressed softly against the ground I resumed
No bones cracked no blood spilled
l just inflated back on
Self esteem multiplied
I could stand such minor lapses

At another, I was collected with infected tissues dustworms and spilled sugar
That wasn’t the place to be
It smelled and hurt
How could you not see,
I lived amongst thee?
What about my dignity,
My entire journey?

I crawled back
My way
Back to the garden
Would rather be lost in mounds of mud
Than pace on smoothened walls
Would go on fragrant adventures on the petalled bush
Than smell for sweetened delicacies
Would slide on misty fruit skins
Than slip on scrubbed wet floors

Lost in thought I saw light
And water
And another like me coming closer
I hurried
Collided with myself in the reflection.

House locked.
Home lost.