A weeping heart wondered:
‘Why the tears shine so brightly..?’
In his dust covered -
loose shirts and pants
He walks neither fast nor slow.
The rough but radiant eyes-
that make you feel non-existent.
His firm steps ask you
‘What fear is.?’
Don’t know why
a passer-by looks at him and thinks
‘a warrior against the whole world’.
Belieng his expressionless face
deep inside lie his dreams
of a peace- reigned world.
But that no one knows
and
they hate him for-
his lack of desires.
“I will never ask you to remember me…
But try not to forget”
Sometimes some jokes
are wet with tears…!!
In the moving darkness
outside this train’s window
I can see shades of memories.
The distant stars and the dark sky -
that comes along
reminds me of some forgotten stories.
The rhythm of wheels have
nostalgic thoughts entwined in.
My mind competes with the
swift wind to unwind memories.
These silent railway stations
that hide secrets of tears and laughs,
of unions and seperations.
Lonely train journeys are always
crowded with these accompanying memories and thoughts.
My crazy talks that only you will listen to,
Strange dreams that only you can understand,
The little jokes that we’l laugh mad at,
All buried deep in silence…
Here in your absence
I stay close to loneliness.
Days just roll on….
leaving me no reasons to keep a count on them.
Loneliness hurts more
when you are in a busy noisy crowd.
It even pains to smile -
when you dont know what it means to be happy.
The valley in my dreams
where the flowers bloom for me,
the shade of trees awaits me,
the rain pours for me,
the birds sing calling out my names,
and near the narrow laughing stream
there sits someone…..
someone who is always ready to listen to me…..
***
This is the dream that –
always consoles me
when I stand alone
amidst this busy crowd.
FORBIDDEN
Before he was born
the relationships were broken.
The darkness before his eyes
hid the rainbows and flowers from him.
His ears were deaf
to the sweet echoeing music.
The glass was dried up-
when he took it to his dry lips.
The path was lost-
soon after he started the journey.
Far apart,his dreams were being-
carried away by the sour sea of life.
There is something mangnificent in you.
Something that is really-
sweet and comfortable.
if not…..why should-
I stick to you so much?
No………….,I’m just finding -
reasons to justify me.
It is me -
who don’t know to speak..
DREAMS
The angels with golden wings
Always around me –
Taking me to the heights,
to the depths,to my dear ones
to the calmness of starry nights
to the silence of dense woods……
The journeys in which
I’m as free as a bird
and as light as the wind
The sweet songs they sing in my ears
Fills my heart with hopes.
Did u know….?
Thinking of u
I whispered my sorrows to –
the stars up in the sky-
that were blinking at me.
Seeing my sadness, -
they shed tears –
which came to earth as dew drops.
Did you know my friend…?
Thinking of u
I told my sorrows to the breeze
Who consoled me by his cold wings.
Missing you a lot -
I sat in silence for hours.
Little birds flying around me-
Consoled me by their sweet songs.
Did you know my friend….?
