Let go

Beware the cruelty
The utter cruelty
Where once loomed an ocean of longing
Rules now the debris of memories
The daily tramplings of the moon
Dispersing now the flotsam of desires
A new dawn brings the cleansing light
Filling the mind with other thoughts
The slate is being wiped clean
And replaced with other emotions
Other dreams other ideas
But still a whiff of the past
Brings about an instant yearn
Of what could have been but isn't
Igniting the spirit and the body
But sadly, such thoughts are becoming so fleeting
As fleeting
As a glimpse of a falling star.

Birthday Ruminations

The winds eroding the edifice of age

sweep in its wake the beauty of the vain

second by minute, minute by hour

constantly battling the superfluous exterior

the exotic glances dimmed by time

the furtive looks a rare occurence

the clock of life races on to oblivion

each tick a forgotten memory

left behind is the unpleasantness

the boorishness and the deceitfulness

racing ahead is the accumulated goodwill

things done that still swell the heart

held in the bosum of the countless souls

touched by one's good deeds

so one day shall crumble the hollow shell

bowing to the passage of time

sieving through the blowing wind

left behind will be the gold-dust of deeds

of kindness, peace, and humility

heads will turn and salute

a life well lived indeed.

why are you a stranger still?

i stood there a solitary figure


forlorn, lost, and a little bit lonely


a void in my heart, a hollow emptiness


the music played, the crowd danced


i felt a presence, the room brightened


saw you in somebody's arms


a rhythm in your steps, your composure cool


suddenly you made my world come alive


i found a strange affinity


undescribable in words


shamelessly i looked for you


stared deep into your eyes


desperately longing to feel you gently


the music stopped


you sat on the railing besides me


geared up courage and spoke to you


you answered me your voice soft


we conversed casually, how was i to utter


that i wanted to tell you much more


that we cannot remain strangers


not when i felt the way i did


not when my mouth went dry


as we talked lightly


not when i fumbled with words


when i looked into your deep brown eyes


not when i wanted to hold you tight


and kiss your tender lips


but how was i to explain


that you mean much more to me


than just anybody else.

Reunion

A reunion of old friends

the lush green grass feeling cool

in the shadows of the darkening twilight

huge swarms of grayish clouds

vying to envelop the cresent moon.

A reunion of old friends

and talks of years left behind

a remembrance, laughter, an embarassment

creating an expression for memories

to spew forth from dormant minds.

A reunion of old friends

conversation flowing like a dam breached

flooding the atmosphere with unrestrained gaiety

a gentle tug at memory's land

a presence demanding to be identified

ruthlessly awakening to the present

'cause some thoughts are best buried

indiscretions of an innocent youth.

tongue-tied

the palpable quietness

the unnecessary silence
words to be uttered, suppressed
a dilemma of the spoken
creating a hiatus of speech
are thoughts to be repressed?
noble thoughts, thoughts of love
capable of empowering happiness
so simple to speak out thoughts
or so it seems...............................
simple for the unthinking
excruciating burden for the other
for the all seeing third eye
converses in a language that's silent
and the grand paradox of all
the literal verbose mouth gets the crown
while silent meaningful eyes left to suffer.

nobody person

nothings sacred
a voice to be heard
distance traversed
robotic walk
led by turmoil

nothings sacred
time nor twilight
nor hostile stares
or leering looks
a rose trampled
and cowdung defiled

nothings sacred
society's injunctions
or family's pleadings
friend's censors
nor enemy's glee
a voice to be heard
my beloved's love call.