Know!

Know!

Try as hard as you can my love.

Deny as much as you want to,

But know this for an infinite truth,

That when you look in the mirror,

You see yourself wrapped in me.

When you close your eyes to sleep,

You wish to dream,

 Of showering your love on me,
Of wanting to break free,
From all the norms and taboos,

And wanting not to awake,

From the sweet pain of slumber.

Know that when you awake, 

You want to see my face and smile.

For you know I am a keeper.

With all the differences two can have,

You know I will always be,

There by your side,

When you grow old and weary.

When your bones have given way,

And when talking about our past,

Will not hurt so much,

For we will be holding our hands tightly,

Knowing only death can do us part!

In K-Town

In K-Town

This, my city, what they now call K-Town,

Is where you and I grew up sweeheart.

It is this city, where our childhood's memories are.

I'm walking on that famous beach,

The 'chai-wala' blares out to me,

The kids, run around, shouting for joy.

I tread on these sands, I see its grey and white,

Stuck on to my feet,

And I hope one day we will hold onto each other,

The same way,

As coarse as I may be like this sand.

I walk these streets,

I drive my busted up car around this city.

Passing by those places you....

But wait, was I not with you just now,

In your new, distant land?

There where law is supreme.

There, no power lines are seen. 

There where the sun shines brighter,

Though not brighter than you.

Where a river flows through your city,

And we walked its streets,

Unafraid, clinging onto each other,

Holding onto our love.

Yeah, I'm in K-Town,

The camel on its beach nearly runs over me.

This city I shall soon abandon,

As you did me.

No I will not travel to you,

Nor am I saving up to,
For near you I may be,

But long distance never works.
Has the new, clean air you breathe polluted you?

Yeah, l am in K-Town.

The Burden...

The Burden...

She had been eluding him for days,

Today, he finally corners her.

He grabs her by that slender wrist,

And twists it.

She whimpers, now her back turned towards him.

In the turning, her dark, thick tresses,

Brush his stubbed face and land on his chest.

He, ever so lovingly caresses them,

Over to the side of her shoulder.

He brings her closer and closer,

Till there is no room for the air to operate.

Their mouths suddenly run dry,

Their hearts wanting to pound out of their bosoms.

His hands trembling form a cradle.
 Her knees start to give way.

She turns her head, their eyes lock.

A tear runs down her flushed cheeks.
His lungs let air out as his whole being melts.

He breathes heavily onto her neck.

Softly caressing his lips,

From the nape to the lobes of her ears.

He kisses her. He kisses away,

The demons riding her neck.

He kisses away,
The mockings made by her own.
He kisses away,
The scars a monster once gave her.
He kisses away,

The burden of her young life!
The burden she had carried all alone,
For what had seemed like many lifetimes. 

Lie With Me

Lie With Me

Consummation do I not wish for,

Tis a hindrance in the way.
A hurdle to explore your soul,
To stop me from roaming its crevasses.

Lie with me so I can feel your heartbeat,

Feel it take me into the depths of the universe,

Where we travel through the stars,
Riding on a carpet weaved from the threads of our love.

Lie with me and breathe your spirit into me,
Fill my pit, heal my decayings with your love,

Let my pores emanate your perfume.
Let me rest my head in the curve of your back,
While you read  my words, my pieces.
Let me feel the mounds and hills of your soft flesh,
Their touch making my soul find hush.

Lie with me, let me rest my ears on your bosom,

To hear how your breaths form my name in ecstasy.

Let me run my fingers through your hair,

Their touch making your thoughts think only of me.

Lie with me, permit me to adorn your feet with my kisses,
To make them run to me when they are lost.

Let my lips be resonant of my passion, my resolve.

Lie with me and speak to me of your longings,

Let your words, the sweetest nectar,

Heal the scars of our lives passed.

Lie with me, my sweet love,
For years long have I waited for you.
Lie with me for I wish to explore your soul.

The Crowd

The Crowd

A quietus has been served,

Moirai has spoken of her will.

I run away from her,

As fast as my trembling feet can.

I reach to where they sell,

Souls for a lifetime of wine.

My caducity is boundless.

My crime, to love, beyond my estate.
A silence is what I search for,
A corner of loneliness.
There is no room for me,
Many like me occupy them.
I see a herd of souls.
I walk into it.
They moan, they cry.
Holding their bleeding hearts in their hands.
I sit in the middle of it, the crowd.
I wish for this torment to end,
A song of embrace I long to hear.
In its lamentations is a hollow silence.
With my eyes closed, my head in my knees,
I think of her.
If only I could have,
But now I am a part of something.
A strange void, where wails resonate,
Through the ears to the bosom.
It creeps like a ubiquitous fog,
Sealing itself onto my being,
Making me vacuous of my World!

River Of Her

River Of Her

A river cuts through the vegetation,

With her curves and bends.

Enchanted, in awe am I,

She flows calmly, majestically!

Form ages have I wanted to swim in her,

The waters of love and life.

To feast myself in her,

To quench my thirst, to breathe again.

It is the river of her, I dive in.

The piranha of her rejection eat me alive!

She tosses me onto her boulders,

Then spits me out at her next bend.

Helpless, lifeless, I cling onto her banks,

To the roots of the trees beside her.

They whisper to me,

"Watch her you can, drink from her you may,

Indulge in her not, you imbecile,

For once we did, we suffered the same fate,

We decayed on her banks and stayed!

Stay we shall, till time withers us away,

Or she abandons us for a new course!"

She!

A vagabond was I, ravaged on these streets I lay,

Bitten and swollen was I with their venom,

The beating of my heart became distant.

Pushed, scorned, beaten, a laughing stock had I become.

They made ready for me, a deep well, my grave.

And through their derisive, irreverent chants,

I heard the sweetest voice, my Nightingale.

Her gaze made me want my heart to beat again,

Her smile mended the crevasses of my soul,

Her laugh strengthened my brittle bones,

Her touch, the flow of her veins,

Restored my decaying flesh.

I asked her what her name is,

She replied, “I am your light, your redemption.”

You O

You O

You O sun, drawn by Helios' quadriga,

An inferno, a sea of flames,

You cannot compare to my Sun,

She shines the brightest, 

She rejuvenated my lifeless being.

And others bask in her glory!

You O moon, are long passé,

My Moon is the fairest.

A silver light she transcends,

She calms the tempest of my seas,

And guides my lost ships home to her.

You O stars have lost your glimmer,

Her eyes in scintillation I see,

And now my wishes I wish upon them.

You O wind, I have replaced,

My Wind is sweet and gentle,

She runs her breeze through my hair,

And breathes her life in me.