WITH MY LOVE

You are strong
In your own self,
You don’t need a
Human to do it for you.

You are courageous enough
To walk on the rocky
Mountains alone.

But,
I’ll always be home to
Your restless soul,
Whenever you’ll fall
My hand will roll,
Catch your heart,
Kiss your wounds,
And fill your voids
With my love,
Because your cracks
Aren’t disaster to me.

STAY

Stay.
I’m scared of dark,
Stay like the light
Resides in a firefly.
Burn a fireplace
With your words
Inside me and
Give me warmth.
Hold my hand
And my waist ,
Make me dance,
Gaze into my brown eyes,
Which are longing for your
Glance.

LET’S PRETEND

Let’s pretend to be in love
For a while,
House my soul once again
In the shelter of your heart,
As it is still fragile.

Let’s pretend to be cheerful
In this unhappy moment,
Kill these weeds of sorrow
Around me,
Teach me how to breath
In this empty house
After you’ll leave.

DISAPPOINTMENTS

The misery
He is going through
Is not because of
The external wounds,
But the disappointments.
Every day,
Sitting in the backyard
On the chair,
He keeps staring
At the door and
Dies in the hopes.
May be at the age of sixty
He desires of a joyful
And a gladsome family.

BLANK IN HIS EYES

The blank in his eyes
Is scaring me.
He couldn’t recognise
The voice,
Which once was
His only choice.
I can see my existence
Being erased slowly
From the fate lines
Of his palm.
His hollow memories
Resisting me to trace,
To trace his fingerprints
On my every dream,
Which now are
Nightmares.
It’s a betrayal, a betrayal of time.
The tick-tock of the
Running watch
Seems to eat me.
The tears are afraid to shed,
May be because
There is somebody
Who forgot how to hold on.

AT THE AGE OF EIGHTY

At the age of eighty
When you’ll be looking
For a hand to grasp,
I’ll become your crutch
Instead,
To walk with you and
Light up your every dream.

At the age of eighty
When you’ll be trying
To read
Your favourite novel,
I’ll become a nightingale
And sing every word of it
Melodiously.

At the age of eighty
When you’ll have wrinkles
And scars
All over your face,
I’ll be in love with you
With all my heart
As I’m today.

BECAUSE THE BEAUTY FADES AWAY

Today you are graceful,
Your eyes are twinkling
Like little stars.
Today you are
Admired by many
Because your charm is
Perfect.

But,
One day these hair
Will go grey,
Your face will
Get wrinkled and
You will be sitting
Quite on a chair and
Remind the days of
Your soft look.

Then,
That one man who loved
Your inner swiftness
Will cherish every
Beautiful change in you
And will love
Your pilgrim soul,
Because the beauty
Fades away but not the
Soul.