Rain dance....

The silent darkness of the clouds
Conspiring against the brightness of the sun.....
And then, a sudden playful patter
The sky flashes its thunderous smile
As the irresistible scent of wet earth
Provokes the child in her heart.....
She rushes out with gleeful excitement
A twinkle in those beautiful eyes....
She stands amidst the raining drops
Spreading her arms
Embracing infinity......
The wind playing with her hair
She takes in a soulful breath......
With the loving smile on her lips
Tears glisten in her eyes......
Yet today, she lets go of life
Reliving, for once, in the arms of the heavens
Letting the showers chastise her soul
Rejuvenate her spirit
And revive the simple bliss
In living up every moment......
She shoves off the clutches
Of baseless worries, of painful fears
As the rain drenches her skin
Satisfying her thirsty soul.....
She looks up at the welcoming sky
The raindrops kiss her smiling countenance....
She looks like a blossoming bud
Bathed in the first shower
Today, nature makes her fall in love....
In love, with herself....
She gives happiness another chance
And loses herself in the rhythm of the thunder
In the music of the monsoon
As the Gods above
Colorfully chuckle at her rain dance......

Engourdissement Mortel...

The sound of rain, hitting viciously against the roof
The flash of the fierce lightning
As if nature is incensed by the mortals
The ruthless noise of thunder
A warning for more than what is expected
I stir,from my trance
The open- eyed sleep
Being immersed in sub conscious thoughts
And gaze again, out of the window pane
A watery vision of the sudden, immobile world
I see joy and satisfaction in those eyes
Which happily look out
And relish the showers of the monsoon
Such striking difference, between them, and me
What makes my instincts
Bend towards the darker side of life?
A question answered by emotions
The piercing pain,
Pain of losing faith in words,
The regret,
Regret of misplacing the very meaning of life
The anger,
Anger of fruitlessly reasoning with the inexplicable
The anguish,
Anguish of being left with an unanswered "Why"
All this, racing through the memories
The haunting laughter, the forgotten love
Yet, I sit in contrast with the weeping skies
The eyes are dry like the dead rose in my diary
Uncaring about the raw, open wounds
Silence engulfs my soul
As I re immerse into the depths of me
Glassy eyed
Surrounded by, a lethal numbness....

The First Meet...

The setting sun,
Washing the horizon with the final drops of gold,
The trees swaying to the tune of a light breeze...
The last song of the cuckoo
Like a note of farewell for the day...
And the living, settling for comfort
Some relief in exhaustion...
Yet I stand here idly
Looking into nothingness for an eternity...
With thoughts brimming in the mind
The heart, losing its control over emotions
I wait tirelessly
For the much anticipated...
My soul, restless with impatience
I look forward
To a timeless glance in your eyes.....
To feel your gentle touch
To drown myself in the ocean of love
As my life takes shape
Into someone as special as you....
My eyes look at the deserted, rugged path
It is yet to be glorified by your presence
They search in anxiety
For a sight of that silhouette
The human form of my desires....
All memories rush back n forth
As I attempt to take a hold on myself
Though I know it is futile....
I have to let go of me
Today, none will listen...
My heart, my mind, my soul
All possessed by passion....
All wait to get engrossed in you....
With Time at a stand still,
I wait here to lose myself in your loving embrace...
To bask in the warmth of happiness
The happiness, of fulfilled desires..
I wait here, my love, to meet you....

You...

I hear the sound of laughter
As bright as sunshine
Wondering, I turn back
Is that you?
I sigh, once again
Another illusion....
Another imaginary version of you...
Your gaze...your smile...
Your touch...your warmth...
Your presence...your feel...
Seconds, minutes, hours and days
Pass on, without another glance at me
The world goes round
Every soul taking a new step
On the path of life...
Yet, I stand still
Amidst the rush moving forward
Recalling every moment....
Absorbing it, cherishing it
Smiling...and reliving life again
The gentleness, the care
Giving me an inner glow of beauty
Your pure and patient heart
Teaching me the security of trust
Those beautiful eyes
Speaking the unspeakable....
I sense you lovingly hold my hand
When I find myself stumbling on the sharp rocks
The sharpness, that I wont be able to discover
You wont let me...
The playful whisper in my ears
Even the breeze reminds me
Of the soft mischief in your voice....
There you are...
How can this be false?
I see you smile at me
It gives me inexplicable joy
A happiness, that knows no limit
I shut my eyes...
Isn't this a dream?
No, it isn't....you still stand there...
I fall in love with you all over again...
Oh how can I push you away?
You were, you have and always will
Reside where you belong...
You will, my love, live in me...

The World Of Our Desires

The World
To your eyes,it seems strange and mysterious
To my eyes, it seems scary and dangerous
But think about the blind man round the corner
He has the best vision among us
To his eyes, the world seems beautiful
A place full of sounds and colors
A place where there are loads of things
To see,watch n enjoy
Imagine what he would see
If he had his sight
How his dreams would be shattered
How his heart would be broken
Can we not make our world beautiful for him?
So that another man does not contribute
In spoiling our world further?
The world
To your ears, its full of noise
To mine, its full of cries
There is hardly any laughter heard
But the deaf boy next door
Has the best hearing among us
To him, the world is full of melodies
There are pleasant, sweet voices
Sounds of joy everywhere
The chirping of birds
The gurgling of waters,
Everything soothing to the ear
Imagine what he would have,to listen
If he had the power to hear
How his desires to listen would fade
How his mind would fill with detest
Can we not make this world
A little more softer and sweeter for him?
So that another boy does not contribute
In spoiling our world further?
The world
For you, the path is full of barriers
For me,its a long way full of thorns n stones
But the little girl
In the small cabin by the river
Who can hardly come out
Being bound in crutches
Finds this world more amusing
Than you or me
For her,this world is full of frolic
It is an open ground
To play around
And run forever and ever
Without the fear of falling
Imagine her shock
When she would be able to walk
She would hardly find a place to set her foot
Let alone running and playing
And the fear of returning to her crutches
Always haunting her innocent mind
Can we not make some space
For the little child to fulfil her wishes?
So that another girl does not contribute
In spoiling our world further?
For you,this world is filled with rudeness
For me,it is a din of abuses
But the young lady,your neighbour
Who remains silent, being mute
Finds the gift of voice
More interesting than you or me
For her,it is a blessing to be able to speak
To be able to express and share our thoughts, in words
Imagine how she would feel
When she would be able to speak
She would hardly be given a chance
To voice her opinions
Seeing how she was not being heard,
She would forget the difference
Between her present and past
Can we not make this world a little peaceful?
To listen to this lady's voice
To listen to her songs
Eager to escape her throat for years?
So that another woman does not contribute
In spoiling this world further?
If not for ourselves
Can we not improve our surroundings
For these people?
Our thoughts are destroyed
Our desires,unfulfilled
Our voices,unheard
But why let the same happen with others?
Why repel and rebel and make our world worse?
For once,let's forget ourselves
Just one time
Let's do something for others
And then,
We will surprisingly find ourselves
More at peace than we ever were
For, the things we do
To make such people happy
Will fulfill our desires,though unknowingly
Just once,only once
Let's see from the eyes of the blind man
Let's hear from the ears of the deaf boy
Let's walk into the world of the li'l girl with crutches
Let's speak with the voice of the mute woman
And we will find a world more beautiful
Filled with your wishes,my thoughts
Your concern, my love
The world, of our desires....

Illusions

As solitude surrounds me,
I shut my eyes,
To feel the simple bliss in the moment
And there builds an image
Undoubtedly, I know what it is
I know, who it is
There you are, just before my eyes
Some mischief hidden in your lovely smile
I smile too, your presence provokes me
There you are, holding out your hand
I extend mine, too amazed for words
And in a flash, reality wakes me
"You love to dream," the mind scorns
I smile again
"Oh yes! I do," I say
I enjoy seeing my desires take shape
Oh yes, I love this illusion
Its true, I love to dream
" Do you really?" chirps the heart
"You simply love to feel"
"Oh so true you speak!" I say
I love to feel my life
I extend my hand
And pray to feel that touch
But though reality plays with me,
I content myself with the mirage
I feel that beautiful presence
And so,all I'll say is
Indeed, I love to feel
And there, the mind mocks again
"How will the world look at your eccentricity?
How will you defend your imaginary obsession?"
To you, my dear mind I have something to convey
I care not, what the world sees me as
The world cant satisfy me, the soul
The heart is what I persuade
With these illusions, with these images
Oh my gentle heart! Will you for once see
How pure my love really is?
Not with pride, not with vanity
But built with the simplest of emotions
A block of trust, I placed at first
A handful of happiness I sprinkled
A tinge of liveliness, here and there
A shower of the spirit to share
And to all this, I added
Some satisfaction, some comfort
Some security, some authority
And there stands my monument
I still beautify it with my passion
The world says,what belongs to the heart is beautiful
I ask you, my dear heart
Will you lend my love some of your glory?
Will you accept my love as your own?
And as the question hangs in the air
The heart quietens for a while
And then it says, "I see what you show
Oh how can I possibly say no?
Your monument of love, your life
I accept
All I can possibly say is
I'm glad to see, O simple soul
That you sincerely love to love!"

The Question Of Existence

In one small corner of this spherical world
I lie awake
When the drowsy darkness overtakes the conscious
With an anxious mind
A tormented heart
And a questioning soul
"Why was I made?
Am I of any purpose?
I sense nothingness
Why was I given this tasteless life?
Work humans do for satisfaction
Tires them
Pleasure makes them indifferent
Comfort gives each one, a false sense of security
And so I see,it happens with me
Is this my past's fate?
Was this what I was supposed to do?
Am I a need?
Am I a desire?
Why in this world full of uncountable souls
Was another little ordinary spirit born?
Why, oh why, do I exist?
The gentleness of the night caresses me
The wind seems to wrap me in an embrace
The twinkling stars smile at me
And i feel my world speaking
"You were born to be yourself
To live up to what you are today
Yes, there is more in store
But everything that you call your past now
Happened to make the journey of your life stable
You are a dream
A dream of a woman
Whose womb gave you your body
You are happiness
Happiness for a girl
For whom you are indispensable
You are pride
Pride for a man who fathered you
You are love
Love for someone
Who means the world to you
You are a friend
Whose care, everyone likes to cherish
You are a human being
Made to prove the existence of humanity in this world
You are someone God promised to many
Somewhere as a daughter, somewhere as a sister
As a friend, as a lover
As a strength, as a support
As a dream, as an expectation
As a need, as a desire
Yes, you have a purpose in this world
You live your life, not for yourself
But for the many others
Whose lives you constitute
You are, above all, God's creation
In the most beautiful form you could get
Speechless with the simple truth
I wonder how i have been answered
But yes, I am satisfied
With the simple beauty of the answer
The answer to the question of my existence.....