Clouds of Trihund

again, here I am
two steps from sensing life
four years have gone by
still, i know
they would be there
yes i know;
how desperately i seek,
their touch
those melting dew drops
they carry that make you numb,
                                   listless!
i cross over and there
just behind husky shadows
wafting along
   in this faceless sky
singing along
   same old song
unconditional embraces
stolen kisses
warmth,
  like mother's love

nothing has changed
static in me resonating
again n again

we stroll senselessly
here and there
not a word between us
humming tchaikovsky
we spend countless hours
measuring heartbeats
that 'absolute peace'
filling every moment!

nothing has changed
static in me resonating
again n again

i open up
to see the full moon
nudging them to move on;
colors... of my solitude
slowly fading away
oh lord, why so fast..
let me be for a while
nothingness yet not settled in
my soul still needs to
feel the vacuum
not so fast, my lord!


and its wrap up time
yes i know
they seek,
  not this empty me
yeah,
 not this empty me...
they need to be at peace
they need to make love 
     to snow capped peaks
yeah
 not this empty me!

as we drift away
they look back 
one last time;
my unapproving eyes
still;
 searching for meaning
 in this separation!
they get annoyed
n as a parting gift...
   spread their smile
   on the cheeks
   of their child 
   making me and my silence 
Complete!

White Doves!

How come colore are all green!
shades: dark and light
light, not enough to fade
Oh white!
White, where have you been!

Sinking in after thought,
I see,
widows flocking to the street;
surreal drops - no matter how tender,
how transparent they may seem!
it hurts; even in after thought,
colors, all green!
White, where,
where have you been!

Eternal Sunshine

thy sheen in her eyes
rays,
sparkling in her smile
as if,
a fresh morning
embraces
a few molten dreams
as if,
a few dew drops
kissing
the leaves;

So, what shall I call you...
a bouquet of colorful roses or
a glass of blush wine or
that moon, who,
by the night,
is radiating its own light;

No, no...
lets just call you:
tiny vignettes of ecstasy
inebriated in eternal sunshine!

Towards Silence

Like a wind
she blows
far away
from the maddening world;
higher and higher
and;
till, all that follows
is lost
in SILENCE!

She

ricocheting in
deep marrows of estrangement
pelted by insignificance
she lives; happily,
as dark
as shadows of vigilence,
draping the bright nudity of maternal simplicity;

expecting nothing,
dry eyes
reflecting acceptance
unconditional, unadultrated
in her humming conundrums

she says it all
both deserving and undeserving
acknowledging her
with words of indifference
with gifts of negligence

she forgives
and
she forgets

the agony ensues…

Sepulchral Silence

The pain is relentless;
Why did it all happen
and
when would it all end
or
for that matter
begin?
No answers.

So how shall I interpret this?

Through this chaos,
right infront of silence,
I find myself;
with the twins apart !
As I close them
I yearn
to be on the other side.
agony subsides, joy ensues,
it goads me to cross over, forever. Forever,
in desperation
I open up; and
all is lost in Silence!!!

Transparent

Slow, slow
Oh, life!
Don’t breeze through;

Still,
I am alive
willing to face
willing to cry
willing to bear
all
that comes my way

let me be no one
let me be myself
unaware unnoticed forgotten

how indifferent are you to me
“why?”, I ask again n again
“why?”, You say again n again;
who has the answer?
Not me!; Or is it,
answers are questions themselves!

transparent

(?)

signs of fortune
playing a mysterious game
Confused, here I am,
Lost
in these shadows;

people i know
left me long ago
now,
strangers all around
As they try to reveal themselves
I run away to nowhere
which remains undefined
and which
haunts me to the innermost core

So where should I go?
move ahead towards mystery...
or
retrogress to darkness;

the light in my eyes
now,
fading away, unable
to guide, unable to forsee
the dangers,
ahead or behind me

Death of a child

One sees the increasing materialism in this society and the decreasing integrity in people’s eyes; even they know this fact, but still want to persist with their wretched line of thought. Then, it becomes intimidating as both heart and the mind is unable to decipher human actions for they defy every aspect of rationality. The protagonist experiences enormous pain and agony; at times he tries to disregard this thought but it keeps prodding him. He tries to read everyone's eyes (they say it all and it makes him more insecure).
This very word 'society' makes him stink for it creates so many 'users'; those who want everything but have nothing to offer in return; but yes, they want more and more. (How can this be justified?) They ultimately face their end in a horrible fashion. All of a sudden that fear of losing grips them and they get strangulated as the breeze of introspection eludes them. They do not have the tenacity to fight; nor do they have the temerity to question their sham convictions. They want to be what they are; what they pretend to be;
At times one gets so scared of these skeletons that one feels like running away but then one has to answer this question… Where to go?

"We start this journey as white slimes and end up in ashes"...
That’s what a poet had written.
(I forgot his name. he was an Indian. He Died some months back)

Read this piece slowly; it has some long pauses...

A child
steps into this world
in the fragrance of love
and eternal bliss;
the light in his eyes delineating
figments of chimera
the nestling has envisioned for himself

He sneaks into his dream world
oblivious,
of the impending holocaust,
until, a sudden tremor
nudges his cozy cheeks;

fresh, after a long repose
in his soft cradle
the child embarks upon
a maiden voyage,
effloresces, in the umbra of
maternal love, till futurity
inebriated with self conceit
impels, transfusion
of this tender conception
into a snob.

the battle begins
sphinx mutilates pubescence,
snips off
the chaplet of innocence;
another flocculent soul
ensnared and emasculated
by savagery

then...
vanity subjugates this oasis
veneers it
with marbles of arrogance
and in turn
expeditiously truncates life!!!
(marks the beginning towards a new end)


Epilogue…
I now try to make it a point to fight the devils of this society, but still fail miserably. They say, “Fight and loose rather than not fighting at all! “ So they mutilate me and leave me in immense pain before plundering there own wealth; unaware; unashamed.

Noumenon: A noetic ecologue

Oh!
This subtle flow of poetry
on your face
Oh!
this enigmatic face
full of wholesoe thoughts...

So what!
If they do not belong to me
so what!
if You is still 'you'
and I is still 'I'

I will wait till eternity
when
'i' and 'you'
will become we;
then...
(I smile)