Abandoned House
How do I renovate an
abandoned house? I can
paint it pink, yellow and the
brightest shade of blue but
I cannot bring back the
dwindled colours of smile.
I can fix its fence, replace the
rusty gate with a shiny one
but I cannot mend its broken
dreams and open its door
of lost love. I can plant flowers
of rose, geranium, even the
golden marigold but I cannot
plant again the detached strings
of hope. I can add floors and
rooms but I cannot give it
a place to breathe and dream
again. I can strengthen the
concrete walls but not its soul
that made it home. I cannot
repair the broken hearts
that abandoned it or recover
the unkept promises that
hang from its ceilings like
ghosts of past. I can open
its windows for light to seep
in but the dense cloud of
despair will always obstruct
it from spreading. Even if I
renovate the abandoned house
it will never learn to live again.
Going Away
Going away I saw glimpses
of you turning tiny and the
mountain getting smaller
The river reducing into a narrow
silver thread, shining its way away
The familiar houses growing distant
and then getting lost in the woods
Voices I remember are loud only
in my mind but deemed to ears
Big cities are my destination now
with pilling bundles of work, even
memories struggle to find its way
Lot of acquaintances now but
less people to call as friends
Always crowded but always alone
Too many gazes but none with
the innocence of love
I have been running a lot, a
marathon against time, away
from you and away from places
Going away was easy, I actually
needed to stay. May be a little
longer or may be forever
I Wish To Fly
I wish to fly and catch the
dreams floating in the sky.
I wish to see a glimpse of
paradise and know what
makes my stay worth it.
Meet an angel who sprinkles
dust of zest. Learn how to
talk to the birds and carry
a message of love.
Soar high up in the sky and
feel its limitless realms.
Unbound my deepest desires
and release it in the vastness.
Something pulls me down
my weight of guilt, my darkest
secrets and my untamed
thoughts, that whisper in my
ears that I am not meant to fly
but live in a shiny golden cage.
Never to cross the boundaries
defined by my fellow beings, who
still feel I am not their equal.
Though I have spotted a timeless
flaw in the concept of their
little minds and have earnestly
chosen to fly, into the unbiased
horizons of the sky, where no
cage can hold me captive.
Verses
When your verses rhymed with mine
The withered leaves of the trees
turned green
The flowers started blooming
The birds started chirping
The dried fountain sprang up again
filling the river with fathomless waters
When your verses rhymed with mine
The stars twinkled with an intensity
of a million moons
The sun was brighter than the
brightest morning
The waves of ocean reached out
for the limitless sky
When your verses rhymed with mine
The eagles screeched
The clouds clashed
The lightening shone
The fire incinerated
When your verses rhymed with mine
Love filled the air like the aroma
of a thousand jasmines
Whispers of kindness touched my
ears with cheerful musings
Life took a turn into the bold and
wildness, never compromising
And all went grand when your verses
rhymed with mine
Yes, when they started rhyming with mine
Let Go
I will let you go like I have
let go the summer breeze
that whispered into my ears,
only till the onset of monsoon
I will let you go like the
fresh drops of dew that
melted with pain and
touched the earth
I will let the solitary
thought of you escape
the cells of my brain and
float in the atoms of air
I will let you go just like
I let you come without a
noise, secretly floating
away from my heart
I will let you go and take
with you all the moments
and memories from me
forming a void
I will let you go and leave
that void in a fragment of
my mind which I would
always know had belonged
to you
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