Here and There

 

Along the wrinkles of time

lay my age-old heart.

On heaps of withered stillness

its shrilling wreckage strewn.

On shores of a missing story

facade of love tides surge.

I wish to set sail one last time

give me your child-like eyes.

Worlds, words and woes vanish

as I go astray to gaze yet again

into this young heart―full of stars.

Fall

A portrait of your nothingness,

lie carelessly on the fringes

of my halting anticipation.

Morning Sickness

Pain:

Discharge from a weary heart

leak into private crevices.

Wet:

Your image bleed and spill

over my night garments.

Burn:

These uneasy pores on skin

breed forgotten warmth.

Loath:

Your absence soaked in the air

make this moment unbreathable.

Fatigue:

The heart wanders until

it forgets its own rhythm.

Fossilized Love

When stars, feathers and the Self fall,

My little God, I search for you

beyond light, words and universe.

I weave the non-existent time

through evacuated memoirs of this flesh,

engulfed by the unreality of a lost heart.

Dear God, How many miles more to eternity?

Hemorrhage

What myriad of memories are these?

Blazing in the vagueness of sky,

throbbing through this very dusk

of your absence, insanely unfolding

a continuum of sane despair for time,

leaving my Infinity in shreds!

Un-naming Love

Tear my heart relentlessly

into nakedness of this dream

that is dreaming a fading image

like an unfathomable universe

dismantling itself into

a boundless bound !

A Distant Throe

In the midst of uncertain orgasms,

spurts a summer night in all its intolerance and

an invisible loathing for love, lover and light.

Twenty Hours

I stumble upon a late-night wait

Again.

Stumbling upon an absence

And upon loneliness. 

This time, crushed as never before.

Sea

The sea rushes into dark,

to the solitary shadow 

of its deepest malady

floating blindly, in fainting

memory of a far away self.

Trouble

I turn brittle,
as this night comes
with mislaid love!

Love - Tree

The tranquil recollections,

gently sway away

my new born green leaves,

Shelled carefully,

Beneath warmth of my soul,

as I closely hold memories

indestructibly rooted within,

flashes of reminiscences,

Of last night’s love dream,

Like gone yesterday,

Like bloomed rose,

Like passed wind,

Like a lost self !

River

The lingering disquiets

of flowing waters underneath

the lorn echoes of my soul,

are eternally unheard,

on becoming,

unknown to each other,

in this dark,

that restlessly haunts !

Afternoon

Words existed between us,

When there was love.

Suffering existed between us,

When there was pain,

Nothing-ness began to exist,

As we are transforming into,

Two single pieces of love and pain.

Like the divided dusk and dawn,

One after the other,

Cyclical and Cynical,

We roll in a rolling ball!

Lover

Like an unperceived word in my soul,

Whirling freely in boundless pain,

You collapse into meaningless-ness,

Of this unborn poem!