Wednesday, May 27, 2009

the doors and the darkness

It was an utterly dark night,
with no stars and no moon.
Also our lights went out of charge.
We but stayed back within our spaces,
distant to each other and
identified ourselves by one another’s voice.

It was your turn to put a question
“Why do we need these doors in the darkness?
Don’t you think they stand void in nothingness?”

I was not that trained in answering like you
“The doors are here to curtail the freedom
that the darkness provide.
We too are not that bright from our inside”

I could sense a little annoyance
when you asked
“You like to confuse all the time,
should I curse you to be in darkness forever”

I learnt your smile this time and replied
“Sure… but be aware that
every curse from you makes my space
brighter than before”

Saturday, May 23, 2009

was that !

Was that
Eve's half-bitten apple
that you threw at me
last evening?

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

a word and a sea of meanings

I started missing my time.
I am realizing that needs are indeed needless.
I contradict with myself than anyone else.
Life seems dead next to me.
The logical self tells me that
a word from you doesn’t need to bring me
the meaning.
I am least bothered and being illogical,
drowning here in the sea of meanings
knowing well that it is you,
who have that life saving word.
But, what if you don’t utter it?
as I discovered once that
you are the messiah of silence.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

somewhere we are...

That evening I started telling you
about my dream of reaching nowhere.
But your initial words
and the silence towards the end,
guided us to reach that roofless hut.
I then emptied my pockets
off the waiting smile that I collected
from a bus stop prostitute of the city.
The smile made the space brighter.
We had nothing much to talk about.
I was lying down next to your bed
thinking to reach you somehow.
You were sleeping as you discovered
the knack of reaching nowhere.
The next morning
we still journeyed together,
being not sure
whether that was a kind of
coming back or going away.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

a wall and a forest

There was just a thin line
in between us.
We built a wall over it.
That night we were sitting
on the wall,
having a not-so-perfect
moonlit forest in front of us.

Being set in that poetic sphere,
I asked you
‘What if I get lost into this forest?’

You had your usual smile
before replying me
‘You can’t.
Your fears will bring you back
to this wall’

Thursday, May 7, 2009

the sky and the earth

It was indeed a dark path,
under the wide open sky.
She was walking in the front,
with a torch in her hand.
Almost on the middle way,
she remembered to remind me
‘Watch the steps’.
Being at that extreme point,
I naturally thought about Sumi.
Started guessing
what she would have said
if happened to be there.
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Enough guessing,
she at the most would say
‘Watch the stars’