When love won…

I looked greedily at the delicacies, laid out in silverware..

The sting was followed by flooding with saliva..

The skin deep beauty gave me the raptures..and held me in a trance..

The curve of the brow and bend of the nose carved a niche in the hollow of my mind..

A sudden flood of hormones left me feeling weird..

The serene composed girl was, no longer one to reckon..

A cuddle and an embrace, the chilled wind made my heart pine..

The sensual delights threw my horses into a frenzy never before..

The full moon and the cool breeze soothed the burns in me..

And when the torrents of downpour died down to a drizzle…

The mud began to settle, the surface unperturbed…

Slowly and steadily the flame glowed in a perfect spindle…

The love surpassed all and sundry and lust abandoned with glee…

Ecstasy..

The tiara glittered and the bangles clinked..

As she twirled around, the mirrors on her skirt, shone like a thousand suns..

The myrrh wafted deep into the nostrils, uninvited in some…

With half closed eyes and graceful moves, she swayed with the beats..

The coloured beads on her full bosom shimmering in the light..

Just like the riot of colours that she displayed..

A riot of conflicting thoughts engulfed the onlookers..

Oblivious to the havoc, she swayed in vibrant moves…

The graceful curves and flawless looks embodied a gem..

A silent thread she spun around entwining all the souls…

For right or wrong nothing mattered in the spur of the moment..

An ecstasy it wrought so deep, in the hearts of her audience..

Nods and claps and tapping toes, accompanied the addictive beats…

At the end of the charm when the trance did break, the lone sane one smiled in enigma…

The voice within…

It all began in the years of the plaits..

Hundreds of voices advised me ever..

Torn between indecision and frustration I plodded down my path..

With envy I oft looked at the diligent trail of ants..

The plethora of emotions seemed non existent in them..

Not one decision, ever pleased the cosmos cause diversity reined the helm..

And fear of wrongdoing, kept me knotted in my knees..

Oft many a soul came along, veiled with empathy…

Dim witted, I fell often, to the honey cladded words…

And when the soul doth awake, the vails were loud and deep in the vacuum…

And hate wound, it’s stealthy coils around the trunk of guilt..

From the black hole, when I emerge, the soft voice whispers loud..

Trust not, but thy intuition, and the chime of your heart…

For when the soul is light and warm, the path treaded is right..

And in thy path, the soft breeze shall whisk away the doubts..

And fears that the doubts bringeth shall no longer hold strong…

I choose to love…

I knew not to love less, I knew not to speak soft..

I knew not to guard my actions and knew not to hush my fears..

Years of cajoling had kept me in a shroud…

And a false sense of security was my castle of cards..

So brutally on one day nay many a day, the wind blew ’em all..

And left me shivering in my naked soul…

Walked through embers and paths hitherto unknown…

Saw in vain and disbelief, several sheep in wolves clothing,

Some one had to decide, it was now or never, and hence now I am.

So love I shall with full passion, the blooms carefully chosen..

And tread I shall with full caution, the paths carefully chosen..

For mine is but one life, I choose to live unbridled…

Come what may, the quiver is well armed, and the soul no longer naked..

Fuming embers..

The ancient doors creaked open, the aura held so strong…

A fragrance so sweet and intense, lingered in my senses..

Of wretched souls and blood stained orbs, the dreams were one and all..

The passion and the warm glow, lit the hollow ablaze..

After weary trails and fruitless struggles with ego and the guilt..

I looked forth in the canopy for the clearing that would come…

I refuse to be a smooth pebble chiseled by the rough water…

Through naysayers and sooth sayers, I seek a middle path…

A challenge I await, in my wake, sharpening the edge of my sword…

So when the bell does toll, the strike shall fall sure and hard…

Bespectacled dreams…

Those days when the endoderm and the ectoderm of the cotyledon seemed to merge ….

The frequent misspelt words, the red circles and wrongs…

My science teacher sought a reason beyond my numbed looks…

Then began my world, behind the large spectacles, from 7 years of inception …

Almirahs seemed to bulge and bullies extra rude, when behind the lens..

Once I abhored, then I felt low and slowly it became my companion for life…

For the dew drops, the tender buds and the beauty of the dawn…

Seemed more beautiful and real behind the lens..

The blur of the world without my friend has given me the shivers many a day…

So I clasp tight the legs and fit them hard to home, lest they fall off.. blinding me…

Many a year had passed and so did my collection of ’em in various shapes and sizes…grow..

One special friend I cherished lies today buried by sand under the waters of Hoganakkal…

A little fidgety, a little unsure and a little introvert I remain…

As my world is complete only with you my friend…

But together we have miles to go, stay close and leave me not when the plunge I take…

A soul in flames…

The fire was up and burning, the crackling loud to the ears…

The bhansuri played it’s music, plaintive thoughts lingered…

The souls that gathered had little in common sans the cause they gathered for…

Yet some invisible thread of hope bonded them in joy..

The sparks in the firewood and the gleaming embers melted the stony hearts..

The warmth that spread vanished the cold and lit a light within..

Trembling lips and misty eyes spelt the truth within..

Above the stars in the velvety sky shone with a sparkle never seen…

And below the moon shimmered in the still crystal waters…

And deep within the chambers echoed, in the music loud and sweet…

For one moment, in eternity, I felt one with the cosmos, the spell never shalt break…

Break free…

Amidst the din and bustle of the town, I searched for the long lost silence..

Amidst the flashing neon lights, my eyes sought the peaceful dark..

Amidst the never ending opinions, I sought a mind sans thoughts..

The lone shadow and the elusive halo widened the chasm in me..

Forts threatened to spring up in sprawling virgin valleys..

Yearn for the breeze did I in earnest to wish me luck in plenty..

For luck and fortitude seem to be long contenders,in the game never ending..

But one fine day, the lark shall sing her tune ever so clear..

That rainbows shall spring and the valleys shall bloom in blossoms in eternal sway..

The pot of colours and the hidden treasures shall be mine to savour..

And I shall run far and wide free from the invisible bonds of life…

Swim away, Oh! Thoughts!!

Hundreds of fish swim in my mind..

Some bright and luminescent..

Some pale and innocuous…

The bright ones tweak the corners of my mouth into a loud great smile…

The pale ones tense my mind into a tight walking rope..

The paleness an enigma, instills a fear in me..

A fear of the unknown, the seeking of colours, the eerie stillness..

A melody gives away to cacophony and an abrupt end…

The need to break away from the oft mundane life…

Never bequeath your dreams to the abyss awaiting ahead..

The whirlpool shall not pull in the strings of hope, rather it should evert a volcano..

The fragrant lava that blazes to ashes all who doubt indefinitely..

And go forth the soul shall, eyes open, the fishes swimming away in the torrents..

Loneliness…I bid adieu

Once upon a time, darkness was abundant…

Vanishing white robes and deep strong stares, robbed me of peace..

Death I associate with sadness, and it can wait, I often chime..

Wet cheeks and blank minds shall not dwell, I sneak out stealthily…

Closed doors and wrongdoings shall give away to repentance..

Faded flowers and broken mirrors can always be replaced with fresh and new..

Always a knock on my door, I resist to yield, the castle of inhibitions, strong and sound..

A Little as the door creaks, my castle begins to tremble, the heavy shroud of doubt gives away to hope..

I yearn in fear, to let go of the past, the past etched in confinement..

And unlearn and rewire the brain altogether..

For loneliness no matter how much we love each other, new friends await in the horizon…

And run into them I must to reinvent my soul..and shed some insanity..

Let me go, my friend, cherish you I shall always in the treasure trove of my heart.. farewell..