Sunday, October 28, 2012

Embrace me, Kiss me . . .

The way you clamored for silent destruction
The way you put your head down to the soul unforgiving
The time when you had sung in my ears
With a voice so appeasing
Like you touched upon my hair strands
To move them aside with a blow

You kissed my forehead gently
To make me endure the
World's ecstasy
While proposing me in a silent tone
Like you were demure
To accept the response
To the proposal

And you kissed
Once again
On my lips
When I was apprehensive
While I was accepting you
In the uncanny context people had told me about
I was beginning to fathom a difference
Between you and
The Real
So far...

Sunday, October 21, 2012

The perished soul . . in love

 You defined me in poetry
with every sunrise you ever saw
with every sunset you ever closed your eyes from
with every whisper
you made
with your eyes folded
in layers of skin

You defined me in
glee and pretense

You defined me in the pieces
of bare sand
with the perished
spirit, mortal in a form
with the zeal renewed
like you felt

Your touch upon my
tip of the shoulders
you stroking me on the neck
with a prick full of heat
and you mutter,
"I ll savor the times
with you I spent
like you have been
dead for decades
in the soul which
contained ME.
Alive yet again with
a kiss"

Thursday, October 18, 2012

What I like in you?

What do I say?
What do I like in you?
Perhaps the way you act bashful
Or the way you make me beam
Or the way you untangle my hair
With your trembling hands.

Or perhaps the way you
Lay your gaze at me
For me to endure
While I look away
Or maybe like you
Want me to feel definite
About you being there.

Or the way you surrender yourself
To me in a form so suave
And my eyes,
As if I never saw anyone
As enthralling as 'you'.

Or the way you greet me
With a sense of honor
And a cheer so refined
In the words you choose
To say

Or like the way your eyelashes
Float on your face
When you peek at me
Through the darkness of your palms
Like you would want to convey
The melody of your mind
Through your glare
In fragments.

What else do I say?
What else do I like in you?
When this is how I
Elucidate you
In my conception
Like a complete
Which ever struck
Me so rigid,
That I beg to melt.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

The Cancer which made her 'gone'

And she lamented on the condition of her feeble mother. On every term, she was agonizing. Grieving in pain, enduring the oppression without a hitch. She wasn't living in the past anymore. She had affirmed the fact that she would die soon. Yet there was a tangible faith with her, which kept her alive until the last moment of her seeing the mother weep. Like there was no tomorrow for them..

Like the dusk had cast a shadow upon them. In a form so intimidating. Perhaps the Cancer was it.
It was there to have her get done with the life meanings. But why devastate others' lives while taking away just one? Why ruin the hopes around one soul and be somber for the rest of their lives. Does every illness act that way?

I cant write.. She cant terminate the endings of her gone soul. It feels like one of those non-ending eclipses, which never let the light replace it.

I feel vacant for her.. The words with no emotion whatsoever.

Like she had urged the life to let her mother be with her. Since, there was nobody else. To look after the grown up being.

Just an admiring mother for a child !!

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Ab Talak

Aankhon se aankhon tak
pauche ek hi nazm

dil se rooh tak
jaise likhe hue ho khwab

janasheen ho raatein
benaqab ho din

tere honthon se na uf karein
tere behke hue lafz

tujhe khokar hi paane
ka andaaz ho alag

ki paaye fir hum
ek alag rang me

jisme jazba ho
mohabbat ka ehsaas ho
gustaakhiyaan ho aur

shabnami kapde me tu ho
lipti, ang ang me

ek hi awaz ho
"Mujhe jeena sikha do"
"Tum mujhe jeena sikha do . . . "

Here n There, Quoting me desirous!

"It was a new beginning
From behind"

"For I never called a beggar; a beggar
and a president a priest"

"I walked in the darkness absorbing you
And then
The light faded your name"

"I was once
a lover
like the one
you had imagined
soaked in love
kissed by dew

"I construed your name
in poetry;
defined us in poetry
like the gush of air
full of fresh breath
and the moment worth a tear"

"I feel that we could
marry the times embraced
for a ring on the fantasies
a necklace on the delusions
and a kiss on the moon
we drew
in the name of us"

"Pinch me
like you exist
pinch me for good
like you matter
pinch me hard
like you feel it
pinch me;
pinch me like
a millions dead
and its you
who's alive"

"I lay upon his breast
cuddling him
as I miss the version of us
from last birth"

"A mild touch
of your bare skin
on mine
like the
mood at first
being born

"And I was strolling
down the lanes
searching for a soul
a soul so beguiled
with a pair of glasses
for it was an aura felt
around the lips
of a beauty"

"Thus I liked the way he moved
for he had a message in his motions
an intimation of bliss
I inhaled when he used to

"From his toes
to his hips
his waist
his chest
his neck
his chin
his lips
his eyes
his hair
there was nothing
that I wasn't wrapped in"

"I wanted more of just the love; perhaps some more of reality".

"We want someone. Not just anyone. For a while. Or longer".

"The raw jaw
the bare chest
the sweaty head
the humid kiss
what will I never dream of him? "

"For I had learnt how to
adjust with adjustments in love by making
easy decisions"

"Be on this side
be on my side
be on me, however"

"Your laughter is my bread
your giggles, my liquid
I live on this
don't take it away"

"Lift your chin up
and perceive the madness
she has in her aches for you"

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