Wednesday, August 31, 2011

To feel that you are loved

One has to be very imaginative to feel one is loved. 

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

A Tragedy

Not in a Himalayan Cave
With a numinous air
not on a pilgrimage
Or in the embrace of a lover
But in my own room
on my own couch
with uncombed hairs
I sit and meditate on my salvation
Of which ---
from the ghost of my voices I hear
Who knows it all and
Who whispers in my ear
"even a Tragedy is a salvation , dear"

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

years later...

I want to see you years later
When you are grey and withered
When you have forgotten the first name
of my name
And when the world has forgotten your fame
I want to see you years later
Frozen in time
because I will be the same
when the world has forgotten your fame... 

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

last spring

losing feathers in each summer
her eyes look at the blue sky
and her heart longs for one last spring

bring me a...

Bring me a weed-crown
I shall never ask a star

unknown shores

something beckons to unknown shores
and I walk under a spell of sea
I cease to be myself sometimes
Or become more of me...

Memory lane


Down to the memory lane 
I see wind ruffling the curtains in an empty room... 


When the poison gulped me down

(image courtesy : Google)

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

One day for me

There was this bridge
And the leaves shattered
There was this sunset
And two hearts tattered

I've seen it all in my dreams
As if one day will come
One day for me

There was this song
And the lyrics rotten
There was this bird
And his feathers broken

... as if one day will come
One day for me...

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