Stillborn Love

When I'm with you,
My love finds
A melancholic expression.
Exhilaration 
Suppressed, I wear 
A tormented look.
Voices I hear
Calling me away;
Having found you
I know I have not.
A stillborn love
I cradle;
Oh! how do 
I sing and dance?

The Blond

He wanted to love her in her vein,
But all his efforts were wasted in vain,
Forgetting their bond,
He went for the blond,
And now that 'miss' is giving him pain

Wealth and Compassion

The less you have the more you share,

The more you have the less you care.

Moonlight on wet leaves

Moonlight on wet leaves

Makes them quiver in the still night

Its mark of passionate love it leaves

And takes a hurried flight

Still and forlorn they wilt
Dry and lifeless in painful separation
Memories of love enjoyed to the hilt
Awaiting next celebration

Soul Mate

Why does it feel just right with you?
Why does it sound all deep and true?
Why does it look so bright not blue?
Why does it stick real firm like glue?

Is it because it's always been you,
Across time and space all through?
Were we never ever far and apart,
Even when life was playing its part?

Tell me my love, my mate of soul,
Is that why you make me whole?
Is that why when it's dark and trite,
In me you and in you I find our light?

Holi

Hands smeared with colour

I stood long at your doorstep

To colour your countenance

With a bit of myself

At last you appeared in the doorway

Wearing a worried look

Many unknown hands reached you

Before I could raise mine

A purple face you raised

To look at me through untouched eyes

I found your cheek and neck

And brushed your tender bosom.

A warmth spread through my being

And flowed through outstretched hands

My colour on your face and body

Said more than I ever had.

Destiny reclaimed

Diffidently

I had accepted

My fate

As others wished

The world

Loomed menacingly

And drowned

My little voice

I writhed

And cried silently

But could not

Take my step

The coward

In spineless armour

Masqueraded

As my real self

Lashing out

I hit the world

Which shrank

With a hurt look.

My destiny

From them I snatched

And changed it

As I had wished

The world

Hovers all around

With an envious

Regretful glance

I stand atop

With a wry smile

Hey!

What can you do now?