Trysts with Disasters

 

Searching for disasters I set out on journeys unknown
and I return victorious with a chastised heart and bloody bones..
Picking stray thorns on the way I bejewel my crown
I hide my worries and straighten my frowns
things of beauty they seem at first
with the lavish promise of quenching my thirst
The thirst to belong...the thirst to recklessly laugh along
the slow approach towards being inevitably forlorn
It's sad how the thrill is lost to possessive shackles that bind
blasphemy seem the vows of  "ever thine ever mine"
As enticing they had appeared before...now they only repel
all that is left to be done is bid a pedestrian farewell
Debris here debris there debris everywhere
A wounded heart teases...whispering "who said disasters would be fair?"
I dare to say...that it is not what every soul masters
to emerge from the filthy wreckage of dancing with disasters
The bones heal and the heart too starts beating again
but sadly...the desire for a tryst can never be slain...

A Conversation with Life

If smiles were charms i would sew a bracelet to keep u captive

If words were what u sought i would pen poems galore

If passion in earnest u desired i would live like i have never before

If u wanted to run free i would paint u wings..urge u to fly high

An endless day if u demanded i would bring u fireflies

If u only saw what i see that keeping secrets is not pilfery

I would have shown u a bright moon in a foggy mirror even

But u intend too many puns..more than i desire

Every time u give me rainy reality when i dream of fire

I am like that genius under a lamp post who wants to unlearn everything

But u give me only autumns when all i want is another spring...

Confessions of a raindrop...

i am a raindrop running down a glass-pane
overlooking a thousand lakes beneath
my frenzied fall...a quotidian event to the creatures crooning inside
some glued to boxes with bright pictures flashing by
some just chatting away...some painfully shy
some wearing a forlorn expression
as if it had been this way forever...and will be evermore
but one i noticed out of them all..who witnessed ever so closely...my dramatic fall

in my race towards the ever-welcoming earth

i saw the longing in those eyes
desire...desire to be as reckless as me
if nothing but free

how ironic i felt 

since i myself am governed by gravity!
it is not by choice that i fall in abandon
neither am i as free as one perceives me to be
my descent is a thing of beauty nonetheless
the rush towards my destiny...into a warm embrace from where i shall rise once more..
to paint the endless skies with rainbows galore
so i willed the one who had a shine in her eyes

to embrace what lies ahead and break free of the ties 

to embrace the smoldering desire...to be free...since freedom lies in the way you see..

to become the reckless raindrop she imagined me to be.....