Inked

I am inked
with a name

I am inked
permanently

I am inked
with red on forehead
an ink which I am proud to flaunt

I am inked
with your touch

I am inked
with your love

I am inked
with your name

A Love Story Of Words

A Love Story Of Words

Where words are lost
Eyes locked, words reaching out
but with no sound,
Invisible and invincible
travels, experiences transcendence
lost in translation of emotions
a love story of words.

The Child Man

He was like fire waiting for ice

He was like desert waiting for snow

He was like concrete wall waiting for a rose to grow

He was like a sea bed waiting for the light

He was like a boat waiting for someone to row

He was like a driftwood waiting for some hand to know

He was like the stopped watch, waiting for some time to flow

He is a child but manned quite some time ago.

He is ...

He is warm and moist,

     like a dense forest to explore

He is soft and brittle,

     like flower patches & dried leaves on the forest floor

He is smooth and coarse,

     like the dew sliding into the sun tanned pores

He has known me for a while, 

     but he wants to know more...

sochte hai tujhse kya kahe

Sochte hai tujhse kya kahe
hume pyaar hai yeh kaise kahe
uljha hai man kai sawalo me
suljhane ki koshish hai
par bayan kise kare?
kashmakash me hai
dosto se dillagi yeh kaise are
Zuban khamosh, aankhon se hami kaise bhare
tumhari chahat pe aitbaar kaise kare
hume pyaar hai, kaise kahe?

New Reasons

New Reasons
for a morning start
a new book and the apple tart

New Love of the whites
perched on my apple orchard

/New Sheets for the new season
new year begins for all new reasons.

Silent Prayers

Silent tears, Screaming fears
Moist eyes & sleepless nights.

Haunting squeaks
and bloody sheets.

Sinking Sobs, watching a ruthless mob,
Heading towards a smiling kid.

A call out loud to the mother
To save the wandering daughter

The mob steps back
cursing her silent prayers.