Seashells

I drew a line
Then another... and another,
On the pink sand
With seashells
That whispered a story
I never could understand.
I sat on theh sand, cross-legged.

Silence...

Seashells fell in handfuls
And buried their faces
On the pink grit.
I sat there still, watching.

The gleaming white wedding veils
Were now hurled,
As the face of the night showed.
I counted the stars that appeared
One... two... three... four...five...
Stopped.
Watched them emerge from the distance.
One fell into the ocean,
I made no wish.
Not tonight.

The lines I drew took me nowhere
None of them lead to you, anymore.
The compass fell on the sand,
Then seeped into it...
They were lines,
Drawn on the pink sand.

Darkness transcended into silence,
Silence into myself,
And into a seashell,
Whispering in the stillness, of darkness...

Ode to My Love Bound in Tears

I had been drifting, all my life
Like a leaf, that had fallen to a brook...
With the ripples, I floated,
Along my cold dark woods,
In solitude...
Yet for some reason unknown,
I chose to go all the way.

I took a chance, once in my life
My dreams took wings
And I soared...
To the crystal blue dome,
To embrace the mist, beyond the horizon
And I never looked back.
I knew not,
What I was letting go, was beyond all
That I was falling apart...
There was a time
When I never stopped
Every time I fell,
For my unknown destination never faded away.
But today, I have fallen
Fallen again...
To the cold murky lanes of my destiny.
I couldn't fly
For my wings were broken
My heart ached...
And my soul shattered
I lay there
My eyes shut
In the darkness, I waited...

The trees rustled...
I could feel the frosty hands of the waft
Lashing my body
As I lay down, numb.

The dreamcatcher inside me, swayed
And once again, I was lost...
Lost in dreams
Dreams of endless words...

I saw those faces
The lovely faces...
The ones I forgot to love,
Those to whom I never said goodbye.
I could feel the breath,
I was bestowed,
With the first kiss from my Mother,
Deep inside my lungs, still...
Then the little crystals,
I carried all my life,
Scattered to a thousand shards from my eyes
As it kissed the Earth...

Have I forgotten to live... To love...
Deep inside, I saw two hands
Those tiny green tender hands,
Stretched towards the high heavens,
With a tinge of blue at its tip...
Everything would resurrect
So will love in our lives... Someday...
To make up for the ones you forgot,
Forgot to love...
Milestones would evanesce away...
For today, my love is bound in tears
To bestow, to the ones who loved me
But whom I forgot to love, long back,
As I raced through life...

If only I could have another chance,
A second chance...
To live...
To love...

The Late Monsoon

Late, came the monsoon

Across the mountains and the ocean,
You brought the rain clouds
But the little seeds never sprouted
And never saw the sky;
For you never knew
That I waited in vain
Under the rustling foliages...
The dreamy summers,
Amid the cinnamon meadows,
I sent the wind for you,
But you never came.
Today, I'm nothing but mere dust,
That will eternally
Roam the earth
In the wind...
But you shall never know...