Imagery

Beyond the

Boundaries

Of flesh and 

Bones. 

Of your walk

And talk.

The radiant

Smile and

The playful

Taunts.

I've a imagery 

Of you.

..

Carved out of

Metaphors.

Cryptic

Paragraphs.

With carefully,

Chosen words;

There's a 

Dreamy 

Painting of you. 

..

A rhyming nose.

Rhythmic eyes.

Superlative

Cheeks and

A chin that 

Just fits fine.

A face full of

Melodies.

..

Van Gogh's

Starry night.

Rahman's 

'Tum Ho' laden,

A blend of 

Bukowski's

Wine.

Northern lights

To swirling

Westerlies;

An eternity 

Dances down

Your curves.

..

And

Through the

Lanes of 

My mind.

When you

Transcend

Down to

Thoughts.

You grow wings

To take form

Of an angel.

What's left

There after;

Is just your

Radiance and

My insignificance.

..

Lonely Together

What will 

We do?

When,

Out of words,

Out of signs.

When,

Silence pokes

Around and

Awkwardness

Hang upon?

What will we do,

When,

Lonely together.

Bored and bald. 

Rage of Your Eyes

In the clasp of
Your hands,
I've seen your
Dripping love,
That goes down
Like freshly
Scored weed.

The enigmatic
Smile, your
Passionate blush.
Man! you're,
Such a rush.

But, God!
That rage!
That rage locked
In your eyes-

My ground
Breaks,
Veins bulge.
The dread
It spreads,
Cries havoc.

I'm sure,
One day, it can-

Obliterate moons.
Subsume stars,
Eat away light
And feed
This universe,
A bondage of
Dark.

Burn

Let's burn the

Music.

Let's burn the

Songs.

If that's what

It takes to love.

Let's burn 

Each other and

Set the world

On fire. 

Dream

Everyday,

I Dream about you.

And after

Every dream,

I feel closer to you.

And how I wish,

How I wish...

The day 

I feel closest,

Be a wide awake

Reality. 

Her Approval

A story I was 

Brewing for you,

Is hot and ready.

I suppose it's not

Overcooked or spicy.

And the salt is right.

And I hope you like it, 

With closed eyes and

A pretentious sigh.

Do it, even if you

Don't like the taste.

I'd love the expression.

And how about a

Poem as dessert? 

Or rather some

Witty sarcasm?

Vibgyor

Borrowed the green

From the trees.

The blue from the sky.

Red from myself

And some yellow

From the flowers.

Orange was reserved.

The violet was blue.

Didn't know what’s

A Indigo hue.

My painting was 

A personified ruin.

Yet, she accepted it,

Her love is pure.

Rainbow wasn’t just

In the palette.

It was in her eyes too.

Some realizations

Are bit late,

Even for the sky

And the moon.

Ice and Fire

She's a dew-drop
Wrapped in
Raw innocence.

I am a wild-fire,
Contained in
Crude arrogance.

Yet, we fell-

For the calm she
Felt around me.
She says.

For the storm
I saw in you.
I smile.

Warmth

Let me hold you
And show
How love is felt.

How the warmth
Of my thoughts
Down your creases..

Can make you melt.

Fine Like Wine

Shall wrap your
Ailing heart and plant
Love that's wild.

Will water it with
Fire and nurse
It like a child.

Then, together
We'll grow old...
Fine like wine.

Just be

Wanna drink
Your lips
And be drown 
In your bosom.

Backpacking
Across Europe
And all is cool.

But for now,
Just wanna
Take a refuge
In you and wait
For the moon.

Too Elegant

I dreamed of
A moon who
Dreamt of you.

And like
The same,
Stars would do.

You're a
Dream within
A dream.

A sweet surprise
Beneath layers
Of reality.

Too elegant
To be true.

The Play

Play is on.

Dreams are
Being shown.
Promises,
Being made.

Old wounds,
Getting healed,
And some
In making.

For what it's
Worth, I think,
Loving and
Unloving is

An Inevitability.
One has to,
Breath out
To breath in.

Dream within a Dream

Along the mountains,
Beside a lake.
Where sun is mellow
And trees are free.
The moon is meek
And grass, still green.

We'll hitchhike there
With the wind and
Peg a tent of our desires.

You bake some music,
I'll cook some lyrics.
We'll feed them birds
The songs of our muse.

And when the starlight
Spreads to call it a day.
We'll kiss each other
To sleep, to wake up
In another dream.

Love

Just like that
You fall for
Someone.

And everything is
A walk on water.
Sail through the wind.

The world is defined
In music and you're
A poem in making.

Lost

Molten by
Her caress.
Consumed in
Her arms.
I'm lost.

Not able to
Find myself.
Maybe I
Don't want to.

I like this.
It hits right.
This feeling
Is Infinite.

Redeemer

And just with
A touch, she
Nursed my
Hard frozen heart.

And there is a
Melt down.
Rains, rivers and
What not.

I might be a
Ocean of drops.
But she's a
Ocean in each drop.

And redeemers
Are like that.

Fall

Just like that
You fall for someone.

And everything is
A walk on water.
Sail through the wind.

The world is defined
In music and you're
A poem in making.

Revelations

The starlight is
Less appealing.
And the sky
Is a bore tonight.

The revelations
Realized in your arms,

Has made my
World insignificant
And the cosmos
Smaller tonight.

What good is love?

What good is love
If it doesn’t-
Breath fire,
Dance in the wild.

Not taunt the moon
And the lonely sky?
..
What good is love
If you don’t wanna-
Drown and die,
Choke and sigh.

Not bear the pain to
Let your insides fry?
..
And what good is
Love, If it isn’t-
Euphoric high,
Yet, sanity intact.

At the obvious,
Not giggle and wry?
..
Stuck in a drapes,
Cold and shy,
What good is love?
If we don’t give it
A try?

Open your arms,
Darling,
Let’s fly high.
..