60 hours!

I'm rather forgetful, and knowingly so

when its a long lonely road

there is not much you would want to remember or know.

but its quite interesting what a chance encounter can do

I remember every moment

of 60 hrs with you.

If I could turn back time, I would gladly do

I wanna relive every moment of those

60 hrs with you.

Each time you smiled , laughed or looked away.

Each word you said, each memory you shared

No I can't erase them, they're  always gonna

stay.

Can't get enough of those moments

I play 'em in my mind, I swear each minute I do.

I would do anything, absolutely anything to relive

those 60 hrs with you.

I can still feel you sleeping in my arms

I can still feel you sleeping in my arms

Oh what a night it was....

I remember you sleeping with a smile of blissfulness,

 I remember watching you sleep like a child.

All I did was, watch you sleeping  

It wasn't meant to be a night of going wild.

I felt those stirrings where I am told my heart is

and I remember it felt no different than how

I feel writing this.....

I still wear the scent of you on me

it refuses to go away, like the memory of that night

its always gonna stay.

An Autumn Night.

As I walk on the carpet of fallen leaves

on a rainy autumn night, I feel your hand brush

against mine as if you're walking with me.

As the nippy breeze caresses me

I feel that you stroked my hair with a

 smile on your face.

As I hear the sweet sound of wind

it feels like you whispering in my ears

a sweet nothing.

I get a spring in my step and It feels

as if the stars are shining from the newly washed sky

for us to dance in tandem with the wind.

 I take you in my arms, and the world spins around us

I can hear a melody, I can hear the stars cheering us on.

and I kiss your sweet tender lips

and it is a dark autumn night.

My lonely Apartment.

 The sunshine plays hide and seek with my window's curtains,

 The autumn breeze sneaks in through the open doors.

 The rain drops line up against the glass panels to peek in.....

Sometimes I wait for them to turn up and interrupt my conversation with the ever present silence of the walls.

Sometimes the dripping tap of kitchen calls me,

Sometimes the fridge shudders to attract my attention.

The light blinks a couple of times to break the monotony of quiet.

Sometimes the doors move slightly ajar to declare their presence.

As the noises from the outside permeate the still air of my home.

My Mirror complains of loneliness as its tired of being mates with my reflection.

The pillows can't fight anymore, lying next to each other in stillness.

The sheets missing the embrace of two.

My solitude  recently told me that its feeling blue,

And, I wonder aloud, how many more winters I'd have to spend

before my window, my mirror, my doors, my pillow and this home

has you.

Aurora of Dreams

Leaving the dark skies behind,

I sail towards those Northern lights.

A chill crawls up my spine , its not

the fear of unknown but the excitement

for the uncertain. I'm standing on the decks of 

life, looking forward to those flickering hues with varied themes,

that light up the horizon in front of me.

I'm trying to touch the Aurora of my Dreams.

The hues light up my mind space,

creating a kaleidoscope of emotions.

I didn't know existed.I'm in love with

life and its vagaries that I've always resisted.

I don't want to look into the crystal ball.

I don't want to see how the future seems.

I'm trying to touch the Aurora of my Dreams.

Now life was never this magnificent,

perhaps I never wanted it to be.

I always saw it in the shades I wanted to see.

lived it the way I wanted to be.

I struggled to take control at the wheel,

only to crash into an abyss.

Now I stand with my arms open wide to embrace,

all its colors and all its themes.

I'm in the middle of the

Aurora of My Dreams.

While you've been looking away.

I've lost my sleep to the thoughts of you and me
and what all we could be.
I've given fantasies a free run on the haloed grounds
of my heart to conjure up images of a future that I want to see.

I've been trying to hide the obvious from you and yet hoping for you to feel
its the webs of an ugly reality that I've wanted  to peel
to clear the way for you to sway.
I've loved and lost you
and all this While you've been looking away.

I've wanted to hold you in my arms so tight that you could
feel the sound of my heart.
I want you to hear the beat it plays
all the songs for you it sings and all the things it says.
ignore all the signs if you really must and if you may
I've surrendered my being to your love
and all this while you've been looking away.

now, you may have heard things like this before
a web of lies from a different source.
You may be cynical as hell, I can look in you eyes and tell
But for me its real I know, its no "shallow" hearts play
I've slowly melted my self in the fires of love for you
and all this while you've been looking away.

It's your choice if you chose to disbelieve
It's okay if you don't sway.
For my dreams don't need the crutches of approval
I will wait for you as long as it takes
Its true love for you that my eyes betray
and I'll burn in the pyres of dreams till eternity
and all this while you'll be looking away.

When it rains

I walk on the bed of wet leaves on a solitary sidewalk

Sky is a curtain of  dark abstract patterns

which render forms to my imagination.

The clouds rumble on like speeding trains

I don't know how to explain how I feel

When it rains.

Some people like it and some feel gloom

those tiny birds celebrate  the occasion

by drinking the droplets of heavenly tears

from the petals of flowers in bloom.

something gives me a little hope in my heart

and takes away all its pains

I don't know how to express, how I feel 

When it rains.

 I like those little beads of water forming on the edges

of awnings, the whiff of fresh air that hits my face

in these wet mornings.

The sweet smell of your dreams  in my eyes

your thoughts like speeding cars on my heart's plains

Oh! how I feel when it rains.

I don't mind being alone while I stand on the roof 

drenched by the soft drops from heaven

 that free my mind of its chains

Oh, I wish I could tell you, how I feel when it rains.

Now, it maybe my wanton dream that may go unrequited

to dance with you a soul tango under the moonlit sky

but my heart beats this desire that knows no constrains

My love,My Life , My everything

Do I really need to tell you how I feel

"When it Rains"