Telescopic Love

All those inviolable scars

chiseled into stars of hope

make you more spotless.

Alone

 Under closed eyelids

 I invent you calmly ,

 sweetly and fondly,

 like leisurely evaporating sweat,

 on stretched  long-ing legs ,

 after restless afternoon masturbation,

 singing of love and lover,

 as my eyes sweat in labor,

 till promised morn!

Walk

 I walk away,

 And walk towards

 the night dreams.

 Which swivel like,

 Darkness and clouds,

 Like wind and time,

 Uncovering love,
 by overlapping images.

 In the swept past,

 of this love story,

 that’s heard in,

 every rain pat

 drop by drop,
 that's imprinted on,
 every night walk,
 step by step,
 telling tales,

 while falling asleep,
 little by little,
 into some unknown,
 unheard and unseen
 yesterday's memories !

 

I Dissolve

Abstruse I found this moment,
While am slipping from a flying charm,
that sailed into infinite dimensions,
I lapsed into bitter reality,
Found the mirror reflections of “love”
Empty and nonexistent- it’s bleeding!
So, I closed my eyes to dream,
Of that celestial charm –Love,
I fly away from gravity,
Towards the Utopian sanctuary,
And, that’s where I belong,
It’s the real home and the real space,
Into which the dendrites of my nerve cells creep,
The paradise of power and life!
I fear to close my eyes,
Lest, I may shatter the divine vision,
I breathe and wait,
To let this lapse pass and death loom over!

It's a Dream!

Touched by a secluded dream that’s so strikingly innocent,
Its crystal flashes squeeze away the bleeding heart fixedly,
Pure feelings are perfectly manifested in life’s flawed sleep,
This dream isn’t fabricated; Power within makes it factual!

It’s potent to step into the real world, real mind, and real me,
This chimera pulls me back into some fantasy lost forever,
I can finger and stroke the “time” when I close my eyes,
But, I knew that I had to return back home, the real home!

The fragmented reminiscences remind me of spent epoch,
It’s sharp; it’s quick and pierces through my craving heart,
And am wounded; ain’t absolute as this dream ceased “me”,
Tore me apart to shed real tears running on naked thoughts!

Am Sleepy...!

Gazing through wavering senses of subsistence,
Steadily fixed peeps stirred with some thought,
Reality seem oscillating between my mind and galaxies,
This very moment swings my dreams, some lullabies!
Doubt creeps in, is life a dream? Am I awake?
Ain’t moving! All’s freezed as time’s stretching forth,
Did eternity capture me and my earthly instincts?
Can feel some drowsy aura making me inactive,
Some tender breeze shutting my eyelids softly,
This angelic fragrance runs through my every vein,
Releasing my sense’s grips, to suspend into “dream”,
Am stooping! Am slipping! Am sliding! And am lost!

- Deep
Friday, March 26th, 2010.