Distance

In the sleepless silence,
Her soul darkened by the shadow
Of love, its wintry insolence;
One that the memories summon,
In his thorny absence,
Wept; it wept no tears of pain
But a bit of life's essence.

On A Quiet Rainy Day

It's raining and I had the whole day to myself to relax and introspect. Life hasn't changed much, neither have I. Just like the rain. Sometimes, it is a heavy downpour, sometimes, a drizzle. But the essence remains the same. Sometimes, I wish I had him close so I could tell him all my thoughts and sometimes I wish, he was here and understood the unspoken. We haven't seen too many rainy days together. I just wish we do in the near future. A few more days to go. I'll see him again and I hope it rains. There's nothing more beautiful than the rain and the beloved by your side in winter.

Someday...

Across the oceans
Wherever you are
In the distant land,
I'll be there,
To say, I love you,
In the midst of
The fields of dazzling colours...
Colours of our hearts
In deep meditation
Lost in the infinite space
It'll all be yours and mine;
Our time, our realm,
Our song, our dream...
A dance, a kiss,
The soul dissolving bliss.

Colours Of My Paradise

The yellow of the silent Autumns,

The grey of the floating clouds,

The blue of the gigantic oceans,

The green of the wet meadows,

The black of the fragrant nights,

The brown of his laughing eyes,

Splashed on its tranquil canvas,

Are the colours of my paradise.

Come Back...

Come back, my love, into my arms,

The longer it waits,

The gloomier it gets;

The heart breaks and sadness disarms

Come back, my love, stay close

There are dreams to share 

A soul to bare

Come back, with a single red rose.

Come back, my love, time awaits

She needs to rest now

Regain her sparkling glow

Come back, we'll watch the sunsets.

Cloudless skies weep, shadows scream,

Rain ceases to charm

The sun isn't warm

Come back, you're this dreamer's dream.

Connected

Fifty two stories for fifty two Saturday evenings,

Drenched in love, a delicate, tender romance, he promises

He makes me believe in dreams set in paradise,

Chocolaty, sweet, warm, trickling down my essence.

The heart stirs, he smiles, and the chaos fades away,

With eyes shut, his arms around my waist, we sway,

Dancing away into our Universe, we live another day,

Yesterday imprinted on this day, keeping distance at bay.

We hold on to uncountable moments, past and present,

Living them over and over again, radiant and ebullient,

He whispers little secrets, about his desires and intent,

About us together, watching the sun's ascent and descent.

Words, his gentle words, flow like the wayward streams,

Meandering, never pausing, amidst the valley of dreams,

They paint beautiful portraits of love with varied themes,

With the happiest shades of a million, exotic light beams.

Two Years

A million words have been written,
Uncountable dreams have been woven,
Beautiful bouquets of promises,
Overwhelming torrents of kisses,
Love, its tangible definitions,
Unconditional always...
Have seeped deep, so deep,
There's only us and the divine grace.