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A Bit Of Me

When I leave I shall have left,
No footprints on sand
No ripples on still blue waters
No images on mirrors
So when I leave,
Can I leave a bit of me with you?


The night I stared at the heavenward blue,
The night my heart had wept for you.
Stranded on that sooty black
A pair of stars up and high
I knew I loved, I remember those eyes
But who, at all was the answer to my cries
The glitter his eyes had cast in glee
Her words had stuck like dust on me.

Shady ghosts arrived to veil
Till i finally caught the trail...

She was the answers to all my prayers
The fingers that gnawed deep into my layers
She was the dawn to my deathly nights
She was the star, even from long afar
that drenched me in an eternal light.


How do you do that?
Undress me one layer at a time
And kiss that void deep into
the pits of my stomach with those eyes

And how do you tangle and detangle
locked away abysses of passion in me
effortlessly, like strands of hair
snarled in your fingers

How do you fit with ease,
into my arms like puzzle pieces?
We were strangers,
after all...


Then I, wet with desires and forlorn
To forgotten hymns from yesterday
and drenched in praises of Gods
from the sky.

In our secret penchant for the ultimate union
Through blurred glasses and webs of dreary hair
Between rumbles of ache and background noises

Us, torn apart by distances
and sewn, in hems of a major conspiracy-

A Nobody

The way your eyes smirk at my existence
and heavy breaths sublime under hallucinating lights
The rifts of your wet lips, abhorrent and unawaiting
On mine sometimes, sometimes gone
A lover's sigh, and poet's respite,


The splash of aquamarine to my gloomy canvases.


The ode to her sorrow, 
in the life she has lived,
The love she ever held in her heart, 
the love she never received.


In her leaving,
I saw the death of a hundred moments
of hopes and love
crumble onto earth.

In her dismay,
I saw the love in my heart
grow wilder, desperate in longing
her touch of solace.

In her smiles,
I saw the forgotten heartaches
we traded through fragrant air
in the death of the night.

In the twinkle of her eyes,
I saw a new love settle down
on veneers of dust-clad memories
of holding hands and wiping tears.

In a jiffy,
I saw her
love me and leave me
And all at once, came undone

The Lost Lover

A century had elapsed between her two sentences. Eons of pain and inducement of sorrow ; of demise of an edifice of emotions and of new acclimatization to absence. Even though it has been years now, like unheralded summer storms on the coast, I saw, a fleet of gloomy clouds pass over her. It all rushed to grab her. As if for a jiffy, she could again feel her nerves severed, throbbing and oozing scarlet in that hospital corridor amidst shrieks of agony. For that moment, it seemed so near that I could see her pupils dilated (or was it tears?) and she was almost craving for death. Time had flown past like wild air as she had striven to let that burning sensation sink deeper into her flesh and scar her for life. A moment. Only one of so many years. Like the bloody remnants of her last letter of love. One that never reached her lover. The last hope she held on to. The holy water on her lips before she drifted away.

-"I had a lover"

- "He is gone"


In the blur of a lone violin,
In the empty halls of a desolate theater,
stands a solitary silhouette
The ghosts of her pasts,
her phantom felonies of love.


I was a virgin canvas
your lips couldn't stain

I had waterfalls inside my chest
your eyes couldn't contain

I ached in places
your hands couldn't touch

I spoke of autumns
words couldn't adorn much

So what you loved that beauty spot
on the edge of my waist,
Alongside thrived a freckle
you had already abandoned in haste.

New Dawn

Beneath foggy blankets,
we lay in still darkness,
discovering hands on hands
and heartbeats on heartbeats...

Touching the edge of our lips~
ecstasy, an unforgotten craving
Caught in limbo, our words defiant
and skin to skin our goosebumps hum...

Is it just mouths, or are we one?
At dawn, like the moonlight
plunging into the embrace of sun...

Death Comes Closer

When the passion in my veins
becomes the poison in my blood
and death comes closer by a step
I will not shrivel in sudden fear
or dissolve into a mist of a pitiable plight
For even when I die
My words will illuminate lives with it's
perennial light.


Stars call out to me
As I lay on a bed of fireflies at night
Smoking a cigarette,  burning in reminiscences
I say, "I have been missing my moon"
"But she is gone tonight", they retort,
"Radiating aura in someone else's arms"
So I lay awake till dawn
Musing the eclipse between me and the world everytime we kissed.

A Morning

It was in that morning.
At the crack of dawn, she rose up from bed unable to bear the inconsequential lying anymore. Sleep had barren her like rain does to a land too devoted in it's sunny rendezvous. She climbed upto the rooftop. The sun was still an infantile globoid of vermillion gracing the dark sky as if it were the parting of an Indian woman's hair. Lights still glowed on aloof distant buildings visible despite the fog. She saw a pigeon bossing around another and ravens that had risen from their slumber to the joy of hovering amidst the clouds. But no sign of human could be traced. No cool winds swept past. No coos or barks or mews were heard save for an isolated crow's melancholic rendition.
As if the world had come to a standstill around her. She stood alone, basking in the glory of the dawn for sometime. And then like nothing at all it came rushing to settle on her like stubborn dust.
In that moment, that day, propped on that makeshift sofa she had designed for …


The melody onto your chest that plays,
Muddy rains on the window as the evening slays.
Your voice echo to the tune of my laboured breath
And aside, on the floor, our masks layeth
You show your scars and corpses from the past
I lay my fears to rest at last
My body, you worship in your lover's grace
Holy rituals in our sweet embrace
Goosebumps like vales on my forlorn skin
Awakened spirits like embers within
Amidst our rubbles, blows an ignorant breeze,
My soul so long a slave, you set release...


Naked, onto the virgin's bed,
She said,  "You look beautiful"
And I conformed, shy,
Of the loving, or the praise
And flinched in a moment
Pulling away, almost like a temptress
Only to draw her closer
My lover took me, held in the hazel brown
hypnotism of her eyes
And then flicked through my mind,
the toddler me on the terrace that night
Every night,
In love with the solitary star heavenward.

~Forever. (I wish)

Relief ~ A Haiku

Drizzles on my window sill
And maladies of disbelief,
The heart still shrieks of scorching pain
The soul, sighs relief.