Cold

A clear moonlit sky
And still, my senses become
This warm winter night.

I crave for some sleep
The air stirs reluctantly
And your thoughts blind me.

While across the seas,
The snow falls incessantly
Do you feel the cold?

(Written on 26th January, 2005)


Fate

I drifted down the meandering river,
Unaware of the curves of time.
With the current ,my spirits heightened and fell;
I was too meek to swing my arms.

My voice of dissent got subdued even
When I hit the river bed.
Only the sanctity of the moment
Was what I desired and ached for.

A glimpse of the sea, lying flat and still
Made my aspirations pierce my mind .
It spawned a mortal fear of getting sucked
Into a whirlpool of queer fate.

For once ,I battled against the currents
Which had carried and cuddled me.
I was unaware of my body being
Dissolved in the acid water.

Reality fading, I made an attempt
To find the safety of a boat .
One – blurred ,almost beyond recognition ;
A desperate and feeble lunge....

A boisterous sea welcomed a new me ,
And my boat,my companion.
It was time for me t look up and sail
Beyond the horizons of fate.

Written on the 12th of October,2004


Illusion

A room,
Engulfed in absolute darkness ,
In absolute stillness.
A flicker lights up the room
For one undying moment.
And then - absolute nothingness.
The darkness starts filling me,
Making me feel nothing;
Almost.
Making me almost resign myself
To a fate of darkness.
A streak of light appears from nowhere
As I stand up-
Fate betrayed.
I reach out ,searching for the source
But it eludes me.
The streak dims and then brightens
But it stays,
Intriguing me, attracting me,
Overpowering me.
I grope in the darkness
Searching for the source,
But it eludes me.
I’m almost resigning myself
To a fate of darkness – again.
Then I discover a source of light-
Inside me.
But it’s not the one I’ve been searching for.
It’s the one that has
fended me from
the darkness around me.
It is so dimmed ,though.
Then ,
The room gets flooded with
Light
Killing the darkness,
Leaving nothing of it.
But I-
I’ve been blinded .
My eyes have betrayed me.
Now, I can only hope that it's all
An illusion.

written on 29th September ,2004

A day in Haiku

(In 3-5-3 ‘s and 5-7-5 ‘s)

(1)

Smoke, rising
Blends with the early
Morning fog

(2)

The sway of the swing
In the night’s moulded darkness

Silent, but the creak.

(3)

Rain, lashing
A leaf falls, dancing
In the wind

(4)

Dreams nestled
Inside another
In sound sleep

A butterfly and the wind

I sensed the wind coming from a distance
Steadying, preparing myself
To battle against it
Or was it to welcome it?

She came with the wind,
Taking me by surprise –
Complete, pleasant, jittery.

My wings hurt as I tried to steady myself
My strength ebbed.

Was it an illusion?
My senses cheating on me?
But I saw myself – or a part of me..
I can, still.

I moved to touch her – but my limbs were immovable,
Paralysed.

The flutter of her hair – hurting my eyes
Blurring my senses
The scent of her hair but eluded me
Lost in the wind, perhaps
As my senses sought, desperately

Her voice I could hear
Slow, lazy, dissolved in the wind
I scraped the parts of it, putting them together
It was mine!

I tried to steady myself.
Tried to go back where I was
But I had been blown away!

The wind is long gone.
I still try to steady myself,
Despising myself for having blown that far.
I beckon my strength,
As I lay,
Thinking of the wind,
Of who was riding on it, and
What was taken away from me.

I crave for some sleep

The air stirs reluctantly

And your thoughts blind me.

Scouring the deepest
strata of my memories
For a perfect gift.

You and me, alone
The empty skies above, and
a tractor, perhaps.

(14th Feb.)

A dream

i was hugging her
i slept

i dreamt
i was carrying her
she was a child

i woke up
i was hugging her