Dreams

Muddling my cold feet into a colder ocean bed
Lying like a string on a sitar and sensing the music that flows out of me
Flying away like flakes of snow under a striking January sun
Oozing out like a rush of champagne on the split of its cork
Dripping out like honey after a labour of love
Lighting up like a flash on a sun struck mirror
Softening like warm butter on being churned up
Falling like a fruit into the hands of a gleeful child
Peeping like a diamond amidst loud crystals
Bending like the yellow in a bright rainbow
Becoming the sound of silence in a conch
Dreams are these of fleeting ecstasy
that are seen
Closed eyes and open hearts
The welcome is due for moments to rule
For dreams come true.

Invisible

Love shines like a diamond

Just the rock you see

Warmth you embrace

The flaring flame you do not see

Notes of the fine flute float, hypnotising the breeze

The flutist is unseen

The red hat amidst a swarming crowd

Blurs the popping heart of love

Blissfully elegant, the sunflower stands in pride 

in a shying crystal vase

The lights enthrall 

Grace, she is not known
Gold pennies scattered on the floor
It's the bucks that invite you to the door.
Lilies lovingly exuding their fragrance
Engrossed you are in hindering the daylight at your window
The visible, strangely invisible.

String

Beads I gather
Some, old and wise
Like the wood antique, in faded classiness
Some fragile and glossy
Like the bubbles that froth in a brook
under the glazing sun
A few feathered ones that fly with just a silent breath
Some of those chiselled from stones so strong
And some like leaves of peepal withered after a storm
Then there are the cushiony ones
Like the buttons of a flower
Not to fail to name the ones that reflect
Like the marble eyes of a gleeful child
All of them have I
As they all skate down
the string of my life
Bequeath to whom shall I
to adorn this marvel ?
Or will it just grace my stone with my final goodbye? 

The leaf boat

I whistle on a gleeful tree
Swaying and giggling, merry as I wish to be.
Visitors, crow or the cuckoo, squirrel or a sparrow
I am part of this beautiful meadow.

Lightning hits, winds blow, I shiver
The sun's warm stroke, I stop to quiver
Alone not am I as my fellows look around
Painted by moonlight I rest,
amidst silent sound.

On a radiance sheathed river, I slowly trapeze
Gentle lifts of graceful waves melt me to ease
I row as a mermaid's friend dives, 
a caterpillar hops on to reach ashore
The little leaf I am and a boat too am I for some mirth more.

Rally for rivers - The daring cry.

Mountains and valleys, 

I passed moving by

Encroaching tunnels of fierceness

In tenderness I flowed

Home it was where I shaped your haven

Your silent screams and marble like laughter 

Nursed I merrily in my vibrant lap

Quenched were you, mirth was mine

Shredded towers of trees, logs and leaves dry 

Hidden am I 

as I appear in my dwarfed avatar

Thirsty am I in wailing wait

Oh!  behold thyself dear ones! 

For blind you be to me

Tears of yours I will not see

Bring yourself to me 

Bounty and beauty is the bliss, it will be

I am yours and you are mine

Together we shall brim in serene shine

For years to smile and a future to thrive. 

Motivation

With the whisk of winds, flowers they sway
Tense go the tides and waves hit the bay
Soft tendrils spring out of buried carcasses
Ecstasy fringing fragrances born out of burnt ashes
A whiff of breath on the flute
To mellow and to the music, hearts move
Plummeting into life and passion with just a little touch,
Is this motivation or is it just that much?

Pregnant

Batting eyelids open up blinking eyes at the battle within
Silent screams sans swords beckon peace
At the hour of dusk
The dusk, often a dawn of novel hopes
Scars unseen pregnant with pacifying potions
Nowhere to seek anymore for an unleash of pain
For fathomless calm they have begotten
And words weaned from speech.
Know not you this womb I behold
Pleasurable pressure or an overwhelm bubble likewise
The walk still is on the trail where I began.

Am I I?

Insane as it seems, crazier it is
It seems like a rope walk but
A silky slide it is
Dawns are dusks and moonlight lights up the sun in my heart
A moment of blissful high and a torment of longing sighs
Pinches of salt that float in tea cups
While the sweetness of my within sees it not
Dreams deepen as fluxes of feelings vaporise
I save myself only to fall again into an abyss, romanesque
The flight of the fall so deafening yet satiating
Pain claws as I try to perch upon a known terrain
You, my love I see afar
Like the twinkling shine of a treasure box
Candy eyed like a gleeful child,  I run to see
Oh my darling, like a mirage you disappear
The Oasis can't be far in an ocean?
Well, love is this so why can't it be?
Blinded not by this foolish sights,
Soaked am I in you and you in I..

A beautiful wait.....

Your whiffs of breath smelt love
People fell into pools of ecstasy.
Heaven's graceful moves descend
As your flute plays that rhythm divine
A compelling romance unknown,
until you willfully listen.
With the ease of a brook, you moved Ways of your life just play and laughter
O, krisna dearest, will I sway like you
or would you entwine me in your embrace?
The heart of a lover, pain and pleasure
Will they merge together in you and I?