A Forgotten Friend

A friend I had.
Together we roamed,
Laughed, danced.
Tied with the goals,
To assume some roles,
We diverged in two roads,
Kept diverging.
Distance grew, too long,
Our voices started fading.

Our memories, the ego did scatter,
For both it little did matter.
Neither he took a shortcut,
Nor I raised my voice and then
There was silence.
The silence grew, too deep, that
He became deaf for me and
I been dumb for him.
Been dumb and deaf for eachother.

~Jatri

(My friend Wasim was responsible for this poem. The poem is squeeze of what all went through me during a cold war between me and him.)

Where Silence Speaks

There is a place.
Away from this roar and race.
Upon the hill, across the lake.
Where the green grass has
Smoothened the scaly land.
Where the birds come to rest
To to slake their thirst.
Where the gentle wind rustle the leaves,
To chorus the birds that sing.

To there my dear. An evening.
Let's go, to rattle around.
Forgetting all preconceived thoughts,
Let's sit quietly at an end.
To watch the birds that take flight,
To fly across the horizon,
While the mellow sun starts fading,
Let our silence speak.

~Jatri

I'm a Tamed Bird

I was a free bird,
Souring and exploring heights.
I was tamed.
Thoughts captived,
Wings held tightly,
With the obligations and
Unuttered promises.

I was a bird, born free.
Tamed to unlearn flying,
Trained to sit aloof and
Watch the other birds that took flight.
Nodding to tone of birds that sang,
Wondering about those flew high,
I forgot myself ,forgot to be courageous.

~Jatri