November Rain

I looked at the moon so incomplete
so very stranded in Gibbous phase
It rushes back her memories,I grope for her face
although never lost,just obsolete
In my balcony with my coffee cup hot
I saw someone amidst the mist,tough to spot
Then I heard a laugh,a voice so shrill
I knew that laugh,it prickled me
She laughed again.yes it was she.
He held her by her waist,fondled her breasts
Gasps grew louder indicating unrest
Another laughter,at something he did hiss
This time he silenced her,but only with a kiss
She held his hand like she had once held mine
Brocken in bits,I deciced to resign
Curosity pulled me back in the night
To see what should've remained unseen;a dreadful sight

Two Monsoons

Behold my lover,for whom I crave
Oh! hold these moments,this sparkle I chase
her glowing eternal duo I gaze
Let slip in those memories,enigmatic which amaze
The locks which had unlocked secrets before
dark and deep,knocked at my door
It was a moonlit night,followed by some rain
naive,gullible,somewhat insane
the lover in me asked for pain
With hands unified and souls annealed
The stillness of moon all over my face
and ever thudding heart beats generated rapid pace
Frivolously teasing trees used to sway
As I drew her incomplete,time swept away
Solitary dancing sessions witnessed concrete walls
and on them were thrown shadows growing long and long
Just for a dance partner a shadow did long
First monsoon then spring and now came autumn
Moistened my lashes and dried up rain
A story untold as I thought was recited again
She chose the path more travelled by
Shaken yet firm pretending to be proud
I saw her disappear in the crowd

Parallel Worlds

Yesternight it rained and a storm quietly followed
Several worlds came crashing down and mine alone was swallowed
Heavy lightening demonstrated it's might
Thunderbolts presided over,almost the entire night
I felt so weak,so impotent
My very own self was disgusted at my sight
Kins of mine,prayed and prayed
But yet again,as it had to be
Words miserably failed
Frustrations grew as things turned severe
My insides lurched at every single death
Hoping against hope,I fought my despair
The act was confronted the very same night
The brave populace gave in a fight
The ones who taught of peace,
sharpened their knives and hummed a tune
consoling people,
promising a life,better after death

The Sacred Dagger

As I lie on my bed
a single thought runs through my mind
Something she once asked me
which went unanswered
'Have I changed'?
"No you have not,
probably,you have"
Do I know?
Did I ever know?
Consumed by this thought,
I fell asleep.
Now I wait for her,
thinking deep.
Who do you think of,in our hour long conversation?
Why is there so much consternation.
What story are you going to concoct next?
Chicanery is what I expect.
Am I being lured into some bloody bait;
Or is it a part of the game,
This forlorn wait.
When I have my answers,
I shall move forth
Only into darkness,into wilderness
into further loneliness.
Then I hear your footsteps,prancing towards me
Elated I am,now happy and glee
As you move close,I study that spasm on your face
I observe those breasts,rising and falling
now loosing pace.
I flung open my arms to get my due,

15 Minuites And 1 Second

Silence is what we talk amidst,
And then silence prevails.
This silence is what i want to feel,
Unattended wounds that her touch can heal.
Words follow, but miserably fail
And in my coffin i sense the final nail.
I struggle for thoughts,for words,for movements
While the other end lies unperturbed.
Silence fills the gap between my pain
It's been long,i've been longing in vain
Are you the same i once knew
Or an imposter in this world of self
Inactivity takes over, and my answer remains due.
Amused at such rigidity of heart
Solitary i suffocate and smart
Break 'o' break open these shackles-I confront
Yet she remains completely inert.
What follows then is silence
Silence prevails.................