Tuesday, September 6, 2011

phoenix




photo courtesy: a friend 
(this poem is written from a girl's perspective)

you held me when i was low
showed me the beauty of the world 
stole colors from the rainbow
fuelled my dreams with it

the rain drops doesn't amuse me any more
bound by your love, i cant free myself
my screams went unheard in the darkness
the silence, the desolation is alarming

those mushy songs which kills me now
filled me with you when my days were green
your heartbeats made me feel secure
when i got suffocated within my walls

you held my hands, made me yours
promised to share your surname
what do i call myself today?
i forgot that i too had a name!

this smoke filled room reminds me of you
smothering, tears blurring my vision.
the smell of whiskey still lingers
the unfinished bottle thrown casually

with every passing day my life unfolds
my friends help me regain the trust
i loved you and i still do
but you went off when i told you not to

i pity you if you feel you've won over me
the wounds have only made me stronger
i would rise like a phoenix and i would stand
i trust my love, myself. i breathe.

Friday, August 26, 2011

the Dancer


expression of passion, rhythm in her moves
language of her eyes, wail of desire!
mudras - blessings of the divine
the smile on her lips, it soothes me.

jhumkas, aesthetic ornamentation to her face
swaying to the tune of my heartbeat
her feet, soft yet in pace
swinging to the music of her mind

the garment - red, gold and black
enriching the grace of her aura
the dancer who set the stage on fire
she is beauty personified!

Monday, July 11, 2011

the girl i met in train


curly hair, crimson shades
conscious, composed, elegant
wouldn't smile, i wasn't that scary!
long slender legs, turns every head

'a cup of chai' rests on her lap
a few pages turned, keystrokes on her cell
nails, finely shaped, miss the paint
fingers without rings, single?

plays with her hair, 
big wide eyes, calm, gorgeous
the checks on her shirt
casual, reflects her persona

wonder what's her name
wonder how she sounds
the one who made me write,
the girl i met in train!