Sunday, December 31, 2006

she sat alone on the sand
looking onwards,feet set astride
gentle waves lapped up her feet
strong feet they were,set firmly on the ground
a bottle of wine clutched in one hand
her friends cried out her name,
dancing at a distance
she looked back
pondered for a minute
decided to stay
for some minutes more..

the sun looked worn out
it rusted the sky
and began sinking into the sea..

reflections swayed in her mind
evoking desires
prodding her to dream on
dreams concealing past joys
moments frozen and safely kept
a smile flickered on her lips
her eyes distant
memories embroiled in sweet syrup
she dropped it
it fell with a 'thudd'
its beauty best remained in itself
not to be dragged into 'now'
'now' looked way too promising
and the future, exciting
her blood stirred..

will she forget him?
n let go of him?
NO.
more than a reciever of her affections
he remained a friend
a precious companion
but no more was he her 'whole'
he had stirred the most profound emotions in her
emotions she cringed to feel
love has not left her
it lingers
waiting eagerly to be endowed yet again
fully,selflessly
cannonizing the two involved
be it,momentary

the waves cleansed her regrets
her melancholia
a perfumed present
corroded her essence
like a sweet enemy
soothing yet teasing..

someone sang out loud
''che sera sera...''
she giggled
sprang up
and ran
her friends were waitin fer her..

N IT ALL FELT SOO FAMILIAR..

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

forbidden fruit

Hungry ,
i eyed a crisp,red apple
delicious it looked
i bit into it
addictive,couldnt stop eatin
went on n on n on
till
a limp,bitter core was left starin at me
the apple was no more.

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

invocation to d soul

where's the sun,can u find it for me? but whats the use,i am blind

i am thirsty, can u bring me water?but whats d use,i am a corpse

i am famished,can i have some food?but whats the use,they cut my tongue

can i smell wet earth please?will you make it rain? rain and make the sea swell further.

have you touched my skin?hasnt it become cold? and my voice ,has it not become empty?my gait tired ? trying desperately to catch a glimpse of me...me.... pleading to my soul for freedom...nirvana... snatching me away from d bottomless darkness,to fling me into blinding white, injecting vitality into my veins...

my eyes....where's the fire,that used to dance freely.....is it in there somewhere, momentarily dormant?waiting to rage out .... to swallow everything in it.....fusing with ice... icy fire?

Sunday, December 17, 2006

rising

The phoenix slumbered beneath the ashes
snoring phlegmatically
floating in a beautiful dream
a dream she took to be real
the ashes got too hot
she felt suffocated;
awakened,
shot its mighty neck through the black poison
to face the sun
looked it in the eye
the sun blinked,intimidated

she shook the powdery flakes from its majestic wings
the sleep had rusted her gigantic spirit
softened her will
balmed and gooed the heart
it was an unnatural state
in which she held on tightly to the dream
the dream which had drugged her senses
now she took hold of the dream,kissed it tenderly
caressed it
it had given her moments of new found revelation
a mystic happiness
that engulfed even d pain
pain cocooned in a mellow beauty..

and then
she let go of it
the dream looked back at her
smiled and took flight
she had freed it
but in the process
freed herself
sighing happily
she spread out her wings
and flew
the air around her shudderring
her laughter echoed far beyond
sailing through cottony clouds

and then stars came out in the morning,
shaken from their uneventful sleep
to greet her
Astrophil was waiting for her
she saw him
they embraced

Diana looked from behind the sleeping moon
blessing them


Astrophil, the phoenix's self
who had been left behind
in her persuit of the dream

Sunday, December 03, 2006

blues

scene1:

he pulled up his tri cycle next to her
she was carrying a basket of plums in her dimpled hands
d breeze pushin strands of silken baby hair across her face
n he produces a flower in fronta her
baby pink ,like her frock
-break-
("...others were not meant to play wid ur heart baby,
step over your feelings , or
trample over u wid their unthoughtfulness.

it will hurt to hear this.
but till how long will you immerse yourself in stories...lies...to comfort yourself .....")

scene2:

the two scramble down a pebbled road

along a slope

flanked with luscious fields along both sides

brimming with honeysuckles n tulips

hand in hand

they ran

screaming with laughter

their voices echoin

-break-

("..tell me girl,is it even worth it
is it worth losin respect fer yourself??...")


her face stained with tears,she scribbled;
cover me up
from head to toe
m naked n cold
doesnt it show?
spread your all encompassin wings
to block my raging tears
fly me to a land where m secure
peaceful comfort serenades my uneventful abode
if structured be i to feel n cringe
get hurt and run away
y did lord god create me at the first place
to hurt myself
to hurt others ..


scene3:
... their bodies enveloped in sweet baby sweat

their faces red and glowing
they stopped
planted themselves on a soft patch on the grass
and lay there
the girl put her head on his lap
n he pulled her up
caressing her..
.