Limbs stretch
Heart pumps
Body dumps
Liquids, fats
Knees crumble
Mind fumbles
Rumble jumble
Waste in haste
My advice,
Bit of vice
Laugh and rest
Dance and fest
Moves to test
Grooves best
Not a moment
Life to waste
Short, sweet
Go with the beat
Till it stops
Beep beep
Bleeeeep
longevity of
some precious moments
which last till eternity
in your memories,
when all else fails,
Thoughts start leaving you,
you still hold onto,
lasting, tasting that feeling,
how soft were those lips,
how eyes smiled,
how we flew in the air,
Stayed there for a while
warmness of temple,
blushing cheeks,
long full eye lashes,
slowly opening bliss
as you hold onto
prolonging, extending
tongue bending
passion sending, kiss
Limitless source
Tamed, harnessed
Till a tsunami force
Changes order of submission
Humanity’s admission
its insignificance
We met at the train station, it was so good to see her after such a long time. Her beautiful eyes had hints of longing, slight irritation, stories of years passed between us and some satisfaction to see me in good health. She asked her errand boy to give three beautiful marigold flowers to me one by one, he said to me each time in Urdu ‘yay-lo bhaijan’ which meant ‘take this brother’. We instantly laughed hearing that, knowing at least two other ways to interpret ‘yay-lo’. I was home and life was beautiful. My mother gave me a hug and jail time seemed like a distant past.
Deep, shallow,
who is to decide
is poetry deep
just ostentatious
mind peeps
showing off ability
to word juggle
when others struggle
Idle walk
people talk
assumed shallow
totally hollow
what if it is about wellbeing
of a loved one
finding solutions
someone’s pains
Life’s stains
crave for some
one or thing
Infatuation real shallow
Love oh so deep
Pure hunger, banal
connoisseur taste, steep
Inconsistency, hypocrisy
That is all to keep
Rest is just shallow
Sure
Nothing on the other side
All we seek is inside
Within us, stop searching thus
Soul, heart will show the way
Every night, each day,
Just listen, let them have their say
In this, perhaps only here, you may
find redemption
I am nearly dearly here
Another beautiful day
Another amazing morn
Sapiens will wake up
New ideas will be born
Trees, flowers, orchids
Gardens will be adorned
Just for a moment
When you have one
Think life without me
Tell me what you see
winter, spring, summer or fall
morning run or evening ball,
flower beds, trees so tall,
bird tweets and cockerel call,
Nothing?…you say nothing at all
