Hidden Times

some stale memories mimic

tattered fishing nets...

the more i try

to hold back the trouts,

they keep slipping by

and present themselves infront

of mie mirror of wisdom

to mingle with old doubts...

Once, not so long back...

her smile was a mirage painted

on mie favourite wall

in the castle-like cave

i had built up in the air

her voice was an erhu in motion

in a blissful symphony

orchastrated for a divine melody

kissing the soul of the departed

closer to his own heaven

her smell was a scent fetched

in an unknown blue orchid

on the edges of a blunt plateau

i had been so many times in mie dreams

her love was a grasshopper's leap

from one blade to another

with the same overused lie

and a faking thirst begging for

life till the time's end

Sometimes Forever

sometimes rain, fights amongst the clouds

your sky - a stealth in the sunshine

sometimes night, kisses of the moon

your love - a trapped liberty of mine

sometimes memory, worthless chase undesired

your time - a never-ending knock on retentivity

sometimes light, deaths spelt on fireflies

your dark - care and fears' voiced amity

sometimes tune, rumble of the bonds

your flesh - a resonance utmost shy

sometimes shame, tranquil conflicts of the soul

your eye - a corner for my doubts to die