An uninvited tease
In the silent skies
Of the hopeless

Clouds of dusty fragrance
Raise ashes of burnt out hopes
And the heart quivers
in ecstatic fear
Of giving in..

To too sweet a promise

At your feet

I will sleep at your feet today
Sleep to never get up
Never wake up to watch you leave

In the quenching
Of this thirst
Which has burned my heart
All this while
Deep into this quenching
I fall forever

As I sleep
I will never get up to hear
The gentle flowing of a stream
never to hear the chirping
Of birds maddened by the vastness of the skies
And the moon drowning
In its own wine!

I will sleep so long at your feet
That the stream will flow through me
The maddened birds
 perch on me
The moonlight reflecting on me
As it reflects from the desert sand.

Today I give up and sleep at your feet

Struck!

As I am struck by your beauty
My smile is merely
The gentle waving
of a few unburnt leaves
Of a tree destroyed by lightening!

हर हर महादेव!

Out of simple innocent fools
You made senseless devils
Who would laugh in glee
Their own boiling blood,
An intoxicating wine.

Intoxicated beyond all fear
You taught us to include
Danger, death and blood
Into one ecstatic dance!

Magic

Life is magical. And magic is painful. Because it happens in moments. One has to wait just long enough till the mind has given up hope. Nothing less. Because surprise is such an important ingredient. The most unthinkable to jump in the face in the most unexpected moment. Overtaken by awe, I want it to happen just one more time, but the same trick can't be repeated twice. It was so short and so beautiful that the mind hardly remembers.

What a nuisance!

Like two lovers who would never meet but rather go on building a wilder and crazier romance, to be drowned one day in their own irresistible sighs.

Not just the world. And not just the people. But even my own mind that is pining to see some magic is in itself as magical as a brick floating in mid air. And my heart in moments still does things that are not comprehensible.

And magic doesn't fill the heart. It leaves it thrilled but empty. Today I realized that after all these years I am just a kid wanting to see the same trick again and again. And once the trick is done, the magician resumes his unsmiling disposition as if nothing ever happened. And one is left waiting without a promise.

So magic and a whole lot of nuisance.

Breathless

Take my breath away,
Take it, it's yours to breathe.
And let me fall free
Into the sweet chasm
Of breathlessness that opens
... as you wrap your eyes around me!

Enter
as you would
your own house
My heart
dimly lit
Is now empty
But yours to rest

I will wait quietly
for you to leave,
To see the roof
come crashing down.
For what good is a roof
That keeps the rain out
And hides the sky!