When I turn back once more..!

My heart sings,
My spirits soar,
This thought!
So much I adore!
Of holding my dream!
As I reach the shore!!!

But! I’m afraid,
The sea is in rage,
The blue sky succumbs,
To clouds black and grey,
My emotions fret,
Like the bird in a cage…

A sudden rise of waves,
And my vision struggles,
Against the watery maze,
It clears with the night, and also my delight,
The morning’s light, had nothing in sight!!!

The sun’s ray is golden,
But my dream is stolen,
Ah! It could not endure,
The test of passion pure,
If only it could wait,
Till the new dawn’s break.

I turned back,
Shattered and frail,
Oh! It’s the same old,
Destiny’s tale…
It’s still too harsh to be true!
That you chose to bid adieu!!

It pains to the core,
As I roe silently to the shore,
If only for once,
You choose to wait for sure,
When hoping against hope,
I turn back once more!!!

Reminiscence of the past....

If Only life was simple,
Dreams were True,
You loved me...
And I was with you.....

Struggling to express...!

Struggling to express!
What exactly … not known…
Associations; relations; dreams or expectations….
Nothing worthy enough to impress,
I’m struggling to express!

Is this void or insensitivity?
Furtive numbness or lack of creativity…
A defiant satisfaction and a submissive dissent,
But neither dominant enough to ingress...
I’m struggling to express!

Is a cognitive resurrection on its way?
Or the catastrophic lethargy in full sway…
Confounded silence, forced acceptance
May be I’m in a chosen recess…
I’m struggling to express…

Blurring visions of envisaged destination,
Herald the hour for self retrospection…
Is the vital force in its prime gestation…?
For the proliferation of virtues meant to be possessed…?
I’m struggling to express….

Night...!

Oh Night! though has to wait,
Ask the wind to blow a little louder
Ask the stars to shine a little brighter
I want to take a long walk
I want to rest on the roof top

Your expanse, your silence your ambience serene,
On the canopy of skies memories get screened.
A strange feeling in me is born,
I want to let lose and still hold on.

Blessed are you with company divine,
The moon, the stars, the planets nine.
You revel in their company since ages known,
Then happily merge with the breaking dawn.

Hold on, for my solitude craves,
For a beloved, as though has the day.
I have already discovered your sinister plans,
I too can feel the invisible hands

The others you bless with beauty sleep,
But, for me that’s not what you decree.
Stay on till u make up for my loss,
Pampering me, with the caress of breeze.

Hold on till I live the memories, and till I build my dreams
Hold on till I wet my eyes, and till they shine in delight
Hold on till I’m beyond the times, and till ages pass by
Hold on till I complete my walk and till I rest on roof top

Hold on till I give you my darkness,
And fill my void with morning’s brightness
Hold on till I too merge like you
With the amber of dawn when the sky is blue.

I Love The Rains...!

I loved the rains, I adored the spring,
I dote on birds that hop and sing,
I am scared by the thunder, awed by the sea
In every form you mesmerize me.

Oft I wondered about the spell you could put,
Before I deciphered the clandestine truth,
How could I ever, my shadow forgo,
There’s no denying, I am your alter ego.

I have in me the wind and sea,
The sky above and the earth beneath,
My vigor I owe to your fire and heat,
There is no doubt, you are in me.

A ray of hope is your flower in bloom,
Your moonless night, my heart full of gloom,
My joyous moments are nightingale’s serenade,
Rainbow manifests desires, which my life pervade.

Adversity, failure, sufferings and pain,
That’s your tyrant summer with no respite,
The quiver of separation, the longing for love,
Leave me cold like the winter night.

The thrill of success, the bliss of reunion,
Overwhelms like the monsoon rains,
The rise from despair, the shedding of dejection,
Has the renaissance of autumn, in it ingrained.

When a new beginning shows, when a new dream toes
It’s the spring on its way, only then I know
Its novelty delights, its exuberance enthralls
And then like the wind I blow and blow

I roar like the sea, I change like the moon
I’m fickle like tides, I rise like the night
I sing like birds, I dance like trees
Yes I’m in you and you are in me

I always loved you for I love myself,
You always mesmerize as I can’t fathom my depth,
From you was I borne and in you I abound,
In you will I merge, when death surrounds.

There is somewhere an abode...!

There is somewhere an abode,
In my dreams, forlorn….
I visit it every day,
And ponder in utter dismay.

When did I go there last?
Is it actually a thing of the past?
I knew I had built it
First with faith and adjustment,
And later with love and commitment

It was meant to be a dwelling for two,
Precisely speaking; for “me” and “you”.
But, alas it is today a causality,
Its still in dreams divorced from reality.

I did not have the courage, to take its stand
That is what, I was made to understand
The “me” and “you” are still separated
There are only confrontations, which leave them infuriated

Steadily I’m scared of this mirage,
And now view the dream as only a cage.
I define the craving for it, as a worldly desire,
And console myself to austerity admire,

Still, the nights lengthen when I remember my habitat
And the heart yearns hearing the bird’s chit chat
Why do I still paint it with new colours and designs?
I know its one thing to which my soul has not resigned

The world may say I lack courage and capability,
But then that’s not a sure disability.
If “me” goes ahead with commitment pure,
“You” is bound to give her the score.

They will sure merge in a pleasure dome,
And that will be my dream home,
It may be a forlorn dream. but the hope is not dead,
Joining the “me” and you, it’s just another thread…..

Shweta