TOGETHERNESS

What fingers you weave

by your braided fragrance 

Neither I judge the difference

Between my hands, or

the fillet by the garden space -

It beat fluffy to my soul 

Chirping, cajoling 

the very nature of oneness -

Me and you, and vise-versa 

in togetherness

RICHNESS OF PRIDE

You came fussy, about

all worldly languages

at the tip of your forked tongue

and, when I queried 

the instances of your upbringing 

I found richness of your pride

all sands of a desert -

Bedeviled

By a hunch on your back

OVER THE SKIES

It avow willingness

to sprout -

from any place, any where 

It is but 

A matrix -

That cast a mould on you 

It is but a dream

That plays, heaven

Over the skies

NEW BEGINNING

How comfortably

will you ask me

of my whereabouts;

Did I not 

privileged you 

inside my heart, before!

It is only in pain, that

Silence sprouts your understanding of me

Come, come unruly 

to weep a little with me 

And say by your heart 

Not the degree of love

that owe on you; but

A cry in pain -

Birthing a new beginning 

SEVEN WONDERS

 

Started collecting pearls

of my eyes

and

bedecked it on a blue canvas -

up in the sky

Such was the twinkle, that

it owned me, all

That was no more of this earth -

Glittering

Seven wonders, alive.

SPROUTING

Now

If you will come

close by my side

whispering the fullfillment

of my last wish 

into my ears

with a glee;

I will certainly not offend you

by not hearing it inside my grave

But

Will take a big ear

into an outer unknown

Sprouting my verdant heart

GIVING A PUSH

When I looked at the mirror

it seemed it was looking at me, and 

when I removed the coating 

from its back 

I was no more 'me'

Face to face 

But a stark reality -

Outside

Giving a push on my face 

Then

Who 'm I!

FOR THE USE OF IT

I ever try to, revamp 

my inner self within

by my true silence

Shedding worth of my thoughts

but, finding my breath 

Coaxing: inhaling and exhaling

I become an ote 

to my colorless heart 

Finding no respite 

Deliberating

my accidental choice - The birth

I count on life for the use of it

VAN GOGH

I will bear the wound 

to the cut of my ears

and

paint my pain 

into "Sunflower"

All "Starry Night sky"

to see, what

Comes of Theo, his brother

Who played a middle man

to his blood Van Gogh

whole of his life -

in pain and penury

PISCES OF MY LOVE

I will never waste you 

in my passionate desire, here;

But will take a heavenly hook

To bait you there

Not that this earth is

quagmire of limited desire -

Birth till death

But a bigger haul of unfulfilled wishes

And I will scale 

Every skin on your body

Pisces to my zodiac sign

And let you swim in an ocean of my love

BLINKING MY DREAMS

How the night, milk

dreams

out of its large udder 

I ever get satiated, cocooned

inside its silvery nest 

and play my beaks 

Upon a simple story

with a little smile

Spreading a cozy look 

I live 

Not by larger extant 

of dark nights

But 

Essence of its bloom, that

Play softest 

to my petal eyes, and 

take joy 

Blinking every story to my dreams

MUMBLING LIPS

Now that I have lost 

the syllable -

Somewhere into the murky ground

Still I urge my wishes

Towards a silvery path 

Pronouncing seven moons 

into my darker nights;

Yet it sickle me 

towards blind phases

Never finding a new moon 

To pray 

by my mumbling lips 

STEPPING OF MY FEET

A time you open the door

The next, you latch;

What keeps you there

to stop

the stepping of my feet 

Am I not so 

the guest -

Inside out

One that you reason me living in, and

the next 

Graving me out 

ONE 'SELF'

What is This

Colour changing -

Azure of deep ultramarine 

in the sky

Shining so bright

All clouds are clearing away

for the hue 

of your manifestation

So dazzling -

Blinding my eyes 

How is that

Your vast imagery, take

Willow to my breath -

Thin

Pliant to my palpitating heart

Muting all my earthy wishes

You wishper 

A grand union -

Leaving whatever is here of me

Towards your unity with my one 'self"

BRAIDING THE AIR

You braided the air

by the hue of your plumes

Gaining beauty unparalleled

You were no such bird 

But a phoenix to my dreams

Birthing every second with vigour and youth

No fire flickered, against 

What you seek of me 

But a flower vase from the ashen whole

ETERNITY

O ye the wonder man

See, how wonderfully 

you are formed in body and soul

from head to toe

Spirited nature -

Seepping into you

All that Is, and all

That will remain ever 

Birthing and rejuvinating 

The Cosmotic will 

I am here by the time, and

for the time

That I am born,

And unborn 

Churning the space 

in a galactic whirl 

O ye the wonder man 

Take a mirror 

Out of your divinity

Here this moment, and

All eternity

WISHES

For you, that 

I have dipped my brush 

in an ocean of paint

I never know, how

Will I draw your portraiture 

on the blue canvas 

You came 

to obey my wishes, and

Vanished by the dark night

NAMELESS

Ask him 

not to howl my name 

Squeezing my pain 

Yelping in the night

I am not of canine

Nor of raucuous bound

That

Take shrill into higher air 

Call me nameless

in matters of my friendliness

That, I

Outlive my will 

to rescue you out of here -

On the plinth of highest altar

That in your peacefulness, I beat my heart... 

Nameless

From Homo erectus to Henrietta Lacks - Immortalised

You mutated a longer strand
of my two lakh years old genes
and here I am penning my poems
from the helical bond of DNA
gurgling four letters, paired
into my billion genomes
inside a nucleus

What faith could I envelop
on my Mitochondrial Eve
that by spreading a change
it lessened predated humans
into more of a present man
engineering his hands, on
Mapping an immortalised gene

INVISIBLE DUST

Take not,
the look of your eyes
on me
darker of night
that
my weaker heart
fear
those black pupil
enticing the maze of your depth

Hold me closer, near
on lashes of your eyelids
like an invisible dust
and, keep it closed
lest
pain will enter inside;
Keep me off in lesser distance
giving dream after dreams
inside -
from your closed eyes

सिमटती हवा

एक आह ने
दर्द को ऐसा समेटा
दिल बुझता गया, और
हवा भी सिमटती गयी

आँखें नम थी
और दम भी
कण कण
टूट रही थी

एक आवाज़ निकलती हुई
मद्धम सी
आसमां को तकती
आस टटोल रही थी

किस बिना पर
शब्दों को छेड़ा था उसने
जीवन भर बोलते फिरते
दुर्दुम्भी का खेल रचाया था

क्या राग है ये
किसको साथ लगाने का
मिट्टी के पुतले को
साँस से सींचने का

तूफ़ान सा क्यों है

लहरों की हंसी पर
कभी इठलाता हूँ मैं
कभी ख्वाब बन
आसमां से बरस जाता हूँ मैं

वक़्त की सरगोशी से
पैहम है रात और दिन का होना
चंद लम्हों पर
निढाल सा परे रहना

गैरत में अमादा है
रूह का फिक्रमन्द होना
वरना समंदर में
ये तूफ़ान सा क्यों है 

पास हो तुम

पास हो तुम, फिर;
दूर, विचरते क्यों हो

हे करूणानिधि
विकार विनाशक
हे पालनहार
दृश्य दिखाते क्योँ नहीं

मन विचलित है
नित् , अश्रुधार लिए
ताप, तम संलिप्त
कई रात अन्धकार लिए

चित्त शाषित है
मन आह अग्नि लिए
जय हे, जय हे
हे तारक, विकार विनाशक

पास हो तुम, फिर;
दूर, विचरते क्यों हो
हे दात्री, हे दयानिधि

तुम्हे पुकारूँ
या भक्ति करूँ
मन पाक है, प्रहार कैसे करूँ
भाव सागर पार करो हे पालनहार

भ्रमित हूँ
खण्डित  प्रचंड अपार लिए
पास हो तुम, फिर;
दूर, विचरते क्यों हो 

MUEZZIN

Not by
passing you through
the slush of your darker whirl

But, Slowly
Anti-gravitating
against your twitching pull

I drilled a pass
into your
Gravitational stronghold

And
I let a streak of light
take
A new sprout -
Muezzin to my freedom