Disparate Dreams
It's your breath
That gives shape
To the love lining
My falling tear drops
-------
Silence pours
Out of my palms
An offering of peace
To my distant goddess
------
You spoke and went
Leaving me there
To sift through the sands
For your vented words
------
Two full stops
And yet
My heart beats
The familiar rhythm
-------
Your mouth
Wraps around my words
Rolling them around
Like fresh green grapes
--------
I thought I felt
You yesterday
In a thought that
Kissed my lonely lips
-------
I woke up
And thought of you
Sitting in a chair
Covered by
My blanket of love
--------
It is evening
And I await
Your call-
My evening star
(15/12/2004)
-------
All the thrills of life
if distilled will not fill
my eyes with enough
tears to cry for a love
lost without you.
--------
Trace my eyebrows
With your rhymes
As they arch over
Your words left unsaid
(13/12/2004)
---------
My voice remained
Alone-
Inside your
Partitioned heart
-------
I look in the mirror
To find those dreams
You carved
On my concave cheeks
(11/12/2004)
That gives shape
To the love lining
My falling tear drops
-------
Silence pours
Out of my palms
An offering of peace
To my distant goddess
------
You spoke and went
Leaving me there
To sift through the sands
For your vented words
------
Two full stops
And yet
My heart beats
The familiar rhythm
-------
Your mouth
Wraps around my words
Rolling them around
Like fresh green grapes
--------
I thought I felt
You yesterday
In a thought that
Kissed my lonely lips
-------
I woke up
And thought of you
Sitting in a chair
Covered by
My blanket of love
--------
It is evening
And I await
Your call-
My evening star
(15/12/2004)
-------
All the thrills of life
if distilled will not fill
my eyes with enough
tears to cry for a love
lost without you.
--------
Trace my eyebrows
With your rhymes
As they arch over
Your words left unsaid
(13/12/2004)
---------
My voice remained
Alone-
Inside your
Partitioned heart
-------
I look in the mirror
To find those dreams
You carved
On my concave cheeks
(11/12/2004)
Labels: poetry
Selected by Anil |
16:50 |
4 Comments:
who is the distant one? who is your evening star? whose vented words? which sands? who is this beautiful woman? absolutely wonderful, anil...another time i would have said overwhelm us slowly, but not today...
Manisha: As always thank you so much...you are a great source of encouragement. And I've to confess that your poetry is a great source of inspiration for me!
Hmm..I've to admit that I did not understand the latter half of your comment. Could you explain/clarify a bit? In the end coming to your questions...well they will have to remain unanswered....for now.
the last one's my favourite :)
Max: Thank you for your kind words..I shall keep trying :)
Annie: Thank you :)
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