The Last Breath....

The failing light

Of an exhausted day....

Illuminates that stairway,

She had taken to

For an unaccountable time.....

And now it is just the dying fire,

That shakes her numb,

Into conscious existence.....

For what that darkened passage

Leads to, is a misted illusion

She fears penetrating.....

That face, which adorned her happiness......

Those eyes, that reflected her love......

Wait for her presence,

In a heavy-lidded trance......

But the weight of obligation,

Suffocates her being.....

As she seals the door

Behind which crouch,

Paroxysms of timeless memories.....

For it is time...

To walk down that unnerving path....

And hold him in her arms.....

Taking in his last desire,

As he breathes into her

His last breath......

Survival....

It takes a broken heart,

To hold together the shards

Of bruises in its confines.....

It takes a defeated spirit,

To stand up and attempt.....

Re- attempt to move on.....

It takes soaked eyes,

To build up the strength

To hold back tears......

It takes an aimless soul,

To wander through the ruins of life....

Looking for that goal,

Which illuminates the path ahead......

What but a haul of nightmares,

Can teach us the value,

Of the "sweet dreams"

Whispered by an unaware friend?

What but a quicksand

Of never ending cycles,

Can describe to you,

The necessity to hold on?

It may seem unforgiving,

That fate should drive you

On the rubble, conscious of the rough...

It may mighty be formidable....

To fathom the depth

At which life, in its whimsical ways,

Will stop playing cruel games at last.....

But what do you find,

When you open up the chaos of memories,

For your world to see?

You find how little

You attempted to give up....

You behold how you never

Assumed you should have stopped.....

You marvel at your identity

Of failing to bar your dreams.....

You count your rubble as blessings,

Your tears, a courage in your eye's gleam.....

For its this flotsam in the ocean,

You kept wishing got wasted away,

That held your sails high......

That kept your failures at bay......

So chance upon your life,

And let it lead your boat.....

Coz you never know,

What makes you survive

And keeps your hope afloat.....

Sleepless....

The drunken stupor

Of bitter sweet memories,

Douses my quest

Of the land of dreams....

I lie, half-awake

As if stopped mid-sentence,

While wiping the smudges

Off the dew soaked screen.....

Self proclaimed desires

Seem to crouch in the shadows,

Of a sub conscious soul....

While the eyes frisk the darkness

For a silhouette of sense.....

Yet the rays of the unseen

Fail to descend......

The heart seeks

A new wanderer,

To find his way

Into the barrens of emotion......

Yet discordant chords

Seemingly play futile notes.....

As numbness gathers comfort,

In the arches of the mind....

While I lie sleepless,

Waiting for my stars

To play a new trick on me this time.....

Writer's Block....

The soul, so numb

With frigid joy,

Has choked on the syrup

Of linkless thoughts.....

It comes to me

In bits and pieces,

How I can be manoevered

By the strings of fate......

The flow of life unhindered,

But the river of emotions at a stand still......

Yet I am standing by the hope

Of survival, through this ordeal.....

This conquest of lyrical magic,

That mends holes

Of my torn reality.....

I wish love triggers

That storming sentiment,

That can summon my desires

Out of the box......

For I am stuck,

In the closed walls

Of the evident present.....

The sudden loss of my verse

Tormenting my imagination......

As my words seek

From their golden cage,

Their flight of freedom.....

That they cherish,

That they deserve.....

Your Eyes....

Your eyes, they sing to me,
The notes you leave unsung.....
The trail of your gaze,
Moves me within
Like soothing silken emotions.....
Sometimes, your mischief
Dances in that twinkle,
Bringing to my lifeless being
The tender drizzle of excitement.....
And as you hold my hand
With that childlike innocence,
My will is played with,
My softness trapped.....
When words fall short.....
And you search them in mine....
My soul reaches out,
To your longing eyes......
Its those tears I can't take,
That tear me apart......
Slipping down your countenance,
But settling in my heart......
There are countless games you play,
With their mystic smile.........
Rendering my love helpless,
Making my motives futile.....
But its in their unsettling depths,
Where your silent alchemy lies.....
And it will only be your eyes,
Where I'll let go of my life.......

By The Candlelight....

The lights are out

With your departure...

Around me,Inside me......

I feel around

In this inky mess,

For a form familiar

And there, my faithful fall-back...

Its amazing you know,

How beautiful it makes

Your hours of memories....

And souvenirs of affection...

With its softness,

Warm and bright......

And by the candlelight,

I admire those silken folds

In my sheets,

Scented by the aroma

Of your sumptuous slumber........

Where you slept

Moments ago, I lie......

Lost in the tenderness

Of your dream filled eyes......

And oh! There's your chain,

Lingering just out of sight......

Like the mole on your back,

Keeping your secrets.....

Hiding in mischief,

Just where I'll tend to seek it......

And by the candlelight,

I recall your touch,

And your skeptic grasp

On my sturdy shoulder......

For a reassurance unknown.....

The way your breathy voice

Whispered content in my ears,

As I led  you to the utopia

Of your locked up fantasies......

There is my story teller.....

The reflection of me,

But not as I used to be....

The longing that died,

In those stone cold eyes,

Is now revived

By your mere sight......

Emotions are bedazzled....

Happiness long gone.....

But a hope is still alive,

As I describe the new "I".....

And by the candlelight,

I can't help but chuckle

At this helpless soul,

Drunken with love,

Gripped by desire,

Lost in the fancies

Of you in his tomorrow......

Where the alchemy of your smile,

Will kill him once again......

As you will have

A desperate life

Dedicated at your feet.....

That last glance you gave,

That took me with you,

Is etched on the surface

Of my half conscious mind.....

As I refuse to let go

Of the time rushing by.....

Sunk in the passion,

Of reversing the tide.......

And by the candlelight,

I wait and I dream.....

Of the bits of your charm

You sprinkled over me.......

Of those unaccounted moments,

I spent in your eyes.....

Where my essence of living resides.....

Where the completion of life lies....

Obsession...

You laugh 

With the hint of blossoms,

Brushing your face.....

While I stare,

My red heart,

Brazen with rawish lust......

A grace of your fingers

Stimulates my urge,

To encase your fragility,

Within the walls of my body.......

Forever, yes, and never,

Never ever let go......

When you but hold my hand.....

Restrict your thoughts,

To the horizon of my world.....

Make me your dawn........

Glow with me at dusk......

Let the breeze not touch you,

Before it gushes

Into my innermost senses.....

Let the sands not beguile you,

To set foot before my behest.....

Let the giggling waters,

Wash down my thirst

Before they creep,

Beneath your virgin skin......

The drops of sunlight,

Will enrich my being,

Before they slide down

Your naked shoulders....

Your life, my love,

Is like that of the butterfly.....

Trapped in the cocoons of time....

And I,the connoisseur

Of your silken emotions,

Desire of commemorating

Your palatial existence......

Your maddening scent

Intoxicates my breath......

All of which,I dedicate to thee.......

So poisoned are my sentiments

With your lascivious beauty,

That my eyes refuse to see

Beyond the limits

Your presence draws......

And yet, I sit in silence......

Tormented by your audacious freedom.....

While my fantasies of you,

Are serenely spent,

Dripping with my obsession.....