Abstract

As the pages turn,
The days die too.
Shorn into their own dusk,
Awaiting a starless sky.
The pair of eyes gleam upwards,
Unshed tears glitter,
All the while,
Searching for another pair,
So known yet now so afar.
The black hole,
Yawns in between -
The gaping hollow,
Too extreme.
One long gone,
Without a trace,
Or a new address-
Leaving the other,
Lost and wandering.
The one left behind,
Is the one left over.
The promises of togetherness -
A sudden sham,
That arise the bile,
Locked deep in the throat.
Yet the tears know no anger-
Peace and love adorn,
The gaze.
As the photographs run out,
The memories are what seem real now-
The only link to the reality -
Now abstract.

Bus ride

I looked over at my 3 am companion, 

With my jaded eyes,

Dulled with sleep. 

But my mind was abuzz,

Going over the last 48 hours,

Of the sudden trip. 

He sat beside me too,

His white shirt stretched over

His broad shoulders -

Which fought for space,

In the seat for two. 

I put my head on his shoulder,

Thinking that we should have Uber-ed,

And not waited for the bus to start.

His composed poise,

Told me to hold on tight,

Keep the faith, 

Trust the night.

Impatience is my vice - 

And yet his calm, 

Helped ease my mind - 

Negate the white noise,

And kill the chatter.

We sat side by side, 

Half-awake,

Yet the silence, 

Was the solace.

An hour later, 

When the bus wheels began to move, 

And dawn broke out,

Filling the horizon,

With a soft glow;

I looked at my companion in wonder -

Marveling at the new chapter,

Yet unopened. 

D-Day

I dread the day,
When I have to let you go-
When I can see your eyes no more,
Watching my every step.
I fear the day,
When I can't hear your footsteps anymore-
Running behind me-
Trying to keep up
Or out-run.
I am paralyzed
With the ominous inevitability,
Of holding you still,
Not feeling your precious heartbeat
Any more.
I pray everyday,
For the longer life,
Happier each day.
And I know,
My life would be sans meaning-
Without your love,
To feel fulfilled everyday -
And I'll follow suit too,
As soon as you go.

Core

Two conflicting emotions,

Yet the core, 

So the same. 

There I saw you,

Shedding tears for someone,

Long gone -

Still looking for answers,

For the questions unasked. 

My heart burst,

With all the love,

That the sheer protective bond 

Of a decade long friendship 

As I saw the tears roll down,

All I could think of,
And curse at,

Was the distance;

This space separating us
Across the continents - 

As we each run amok - frightened?

As I sat ruminating in deep, 

Contemplating life and love,

I looked around to see baby fast asleep -

Her innocence, her watermark. 

And I watched her dream happily, 

Of the many butterflies and rainbows,

My heart again burst,

With the protective love - 

That our bond commands. 

It moved me then,

To realize and feel,

The power of love- 

At that moment, 

Of that moment. 

Two separate entities, 

Two distinct identities,

With different realities- 

Yet the vector in me,

Driven by the core root

Of love,

To give life, a life. 

The Little Boy

The eyes that slept,

That night,

Were the same,

That hadn't wept,

For a long time. 

Behind those eyes,

Lived dreams, 

Without hope. 

Sordid and dark,

Fermented and stark-

As the black liquid pools 

Of silent despair,

Flooded the lungs-

As the breath came out,

Fast and loud. 

He held onto,

The woman,

Who lay asleep,

By him -

His only touch of life,

And reality,

Of the moment.

His eyes fluttered,

As his dreams crashed,

All about him.

As the man crumbled away-

The little boy in him,

Shouted out-

Crying for help,

Seeking some solace. 

The girl, awake now,

Watched him,

Mesmerized- 

Frozen in shock-

Yet at that moment,

She felt the full force,

Of her boundless love for him-

To protect and nurture,

The little boy in him,

That had grown up without wonder -

And now lay thrashing about,

Lost in his night-mare. 

She reached out and held him,

Close - 

His breath fanned all about her,

As he whimpered,

For his freedom,

From the death jaws. 

She held him,

Cradling his head onto 

Her bosom- 

Till he calmed down,

And ceased to cry.

Placid he lay,

His face, 

A poetry in repose. 

She watched him, 

As he slept-

Praying for his peace,

As she vowed to 

Pick up all his broken pieces,

And let him live to dream again-

With hope - lost in wonder. 

Into the Light

I wish you well,
From the heart -
Brushing under the carpet,
All that was ugly.
Hatred had suffused
My spirit -
My broken pathway,
Littered with shards
Of the lonely bards.
Forgive and Forget,
I cannot -
Yet to treasure the golden,
And look forward
To the sunshine ahead,
Is silver lining,
Deep within.
Because when things break-
They cannot be glued back.
Fragile reality,
Cannot always bear
The brunt of
Our mistakes.
I bid you well,
Smile - through the tears,
Seek the bright -
In the ashen,
As we walk alone,
Into the light. 

Maverick!

The Maverick flew down
The steps - 4 at a time.
Life must keep up,
With the pace in his heart -
Than be slow, a start!
His bright eyes,
Gazed at the horizon beyond-
Yet absorbing,
All that the surrounds had to offer-
In a matter of seconds.
Information processing,
Was like second skin -
Expert eyes in 2 pairs,
Could spot the ugly,
In the pseudo-
And yet give no hint,
Of the truth within.
People came in psychedelic colors,
In his walk of life -
As he sprinted past them most -
Head, heart and shoulders above all.
Dark eyes,
Shimmered with the wry and the un-writ,
Rings of mirth,
Covered his aura.
As his lips curved up,
To greet the next stranger -
Inwardly, he laughed at all,
Sizing them up,
Whilst putting them in their rightful places -
In his head.
He was a Maverick-
Who functioned in extremes,
Polarized were the emotions bestowed -
A see-saw of extreme love or hatred,
Nothing in grey -
Nothing suspended in between.
And that's how he liked it -
To keep it clean, clear,
Simple and True.
The Maverick had God on his side -
The light of 'Kaivalya'
Shone bright -
As he pushed the door,
To announce his presence -
To yet another group
In yet another day,
Of his eternal life.