Far and Near

Far, far, far
far away in distant lands;
further it couldn't get,
is distance all it is?

Thousands of feet
washed with my hopes
day in and day out
None that is yours...

Wave after wave
I push myself
into virgin terrains
holding back only my fears

But recede I must
for there are other
lands to be searched
until you are found

When in the sea of dreams
my nights are drowned
It is thee that consumes
all that is there, and more!

This dance of the night
real and surreal;
far and near;
you and you....

THE FALL

They call it the fall;
fall it is,
to the eyes that see it..
A slow descent, here I feel
a dance of elegance, grace captured
plunging down all unbound

fall it is,
to the eyes that see it..
I wait the rise
up and above;
another waltz with thee,
as long as you care for me..
its then the descent
all again, devoured to
feed the one that shed me..
fall it is,
to the eyes that see it..

OUR MOMENT TOGETHER


An unexpected peck on the cheek
A caressing that just followed
Whizzing past me in your journey of miles
A moment you decided to spare just for me...

Pregnant with the promise of an impending drizzle
Fragrant from the meadows' stolen scents
The moment wouldn't pass,
long after it actually has.

What were you then to me
a hibernating self awakened
a long lost chum returned
a mystery revealed.....

In that moment I held you close,
As close as only you and I can get,
you belonged to me, and the next
unfettered, we to none..

Let go,legacy


You handed down a legacy
one of melancholy....

I do not blame you
for it was not an inheritance of choice
but of destiny, the chosen one.

On my back I carry the weight...
Wanting to break free,
breaking myself instead,
everytime I see you.

The ghosts return,
they keep doing so...
the frown on the face,
the cribs, the hugs that were never given
the kisses that were never planted,
the warmth that was never known,
not after leaving the womb......

I do not blame you,
you had your reasons,
and valid ones they were
or so I believe...

But where did I have to go?
when I was gay and wanted to share it with you
when I was morose and wanted to be given strength
when I wanted to just lie on your lap and close my eyes..
where could I have gone???

No joy ever, stays so..
muted into sorrow, it looms
on and on till it swallows
the whole of me and again...


The struggle is unending
one between an unswerving love
and a desperation to break the shackles..

Go away... let not the legacies stay
no more of the haunting can i take
come back if you can, unmasked....

From the cocoon..

Its not all the time..
its not always that I feel this low....
but here it is
Am feeling it now!!!

What have you done,
I know not to say.
Or may be it is
whatever you didn't......

In your silence
I shrink back and
into my cocoon
shut myself

There falls a veil
imperceptible but present...
growing with each forgotten conversation
with no ending at all.....

I let it to you
to either let it grow
or to end my recluse
and give me my wings

Tell me now,
what would you do...
There ought to be an end
An end for all li'l talks...
an end for all cocoon life....