Disharmony

Feeble, unheard murmurs
Of a broken heart
Paved the way into
An eloquent silence,
An interlude
Between passionate kisses.


Her pain seeped out
Of the loquacious eyes
And percolated into his
Making him cry her tears,
The forbidden tears
Holding her unfounded fears.

Miles Apart

Spring will not blossom,
No rose will bloom,
Her heart will wither away
In the cold wintry gloom.


She'll die a little this day,
Every moment, everyday,
Her soul will know intense pain
And the dreaded color gray.


Miles apart, barely sentient,
She'll wait, she'll paint,
Happy pictures of togetherness
Till the numbing aches faint.


She'll know not happiness,
But the harsh chill of loneliness,
She'll pray he returns in the fall,
Before her life evanesces.

Never Too Far Away

Between the ocean of eternal love
Sometimes along its quiet shore
Between the valley of red roses
Sometimes on the shivering leaves
Between the promises of the clouds
Sometimes at the rainbow's end
Between the golden tapestry of the sun
Sometimes etched within the lunar glow.
Seek and you will find me somewhere,
Here, there, never too far away.

When I Think Of You, I Think Of ...

Some nomadic kisses

A gaze so intense

Love, its incandescence

The laughter, the ebullience

That voice; it enthralls

Like the brightest petals

Happiness galore

A sea without a shore

Unrestrained emotions

Flow from the core,

To enter life's open door.

In Your Absence

Like the tempestuous wind
To the tune of which
Dance a million leaves,
Memories of you, of us
Create ripples of bliss
In my convulsing heart.


Like the dew kissed moss
On a quiet, hidden path
Known to no bird or beast
Your heart, a sojourn of love,
With its myriad emotions
Mystifies my ebullient mind.


Like the floating wood
On the placid, crystalline lake
That kisses the reflected moon,
Thoughts embrace your image,
Its aura colored with a bright hue.
O Beloved, how I pine for you.

Mayhem

She had seen six springs and wished to see more,
Dressed in the color of the hibiscus
Dancing to the different melodies of bliss,
Oblivious to the poisonous aura in the air,
Her laughter drifted like the gentle breeze
While her little fingers counted the cows 
Grazing in the tranquil vast meadow.
Her tiny lips would have uttered 'seven'
When a deafening explosion darkened the sky
The little bud was hurtled away from her Heaven
Into the murky realm of intolerable pain
When she opened her swollen eyelids
All she saw was dust, blood and the ash
All she heard were howling people in agony.
All she smelt was the stench of burnt flesh
All she felt was an unending insanity
Tears dried up in the fire of her soul's carcass,
Hopes crushed, dreams crippled,
Dreams of finding a beautiful paradise

Inner Peace

It unlocked another Universe
Timeless and ageless,
A rivulet of ink flowed forming the words,
Words, that wrote the beautiful lyric
Of a strain that echoed
In pain's deepest, darkest abyss
Everything began fading
Atoms, thoughts, ego...
Everything that changed.
Left behind was its presence
A calm, luminous essence.