I can’t write today

Just like you, I am silent

You can make me so

You smeared me of You today

Looks like its gonna hurt

Looks like its gonna stay

Looks like the heart’s gonna betray

If only could I say you so

If only could I hold

If only could I kiss your heart and paint it as a piece of art

But I have to leave just before dawn sets in

As yes the dawn would be the one, the one to hear you sing

The one to love you like never before

The one to love you more than me !!

~ Just before Dawn (Sahar)

You ask me why are you so special

You are so, as when the average speaks about hatred

The opportunists talk about strikes ( surgical this time )

The diplomats talk about trade

You tell me a breaking news,

The news talks about a Lion kissing a deer

When the country sows seeds of hatred in each heart

You speak to me about spring and save me from the hands of hate

You make me feel love, you make me feel loved 

Its amazing to love a poet as only poets can save this world, not soldiers !!

You turned me gold as you set in my eyes

And we held hands, hearing the Ganges roar

I was roaring too, but your hand on mine could calm me off

I had a thousand stories to tell, but all I could do was rest my head on your shoulder

As the diamonds appeared slowly in the sky above dark and stark

Making my bones chill, all I had was your warmth around

No, you cannot lose me, I rather sleep forever in the arms that soothe me.

My eyes are heavy now, I would not like to see anymore !!

~ A night under the stars

I come back to your world

Mute me, have me...relish me


I was on vacation where I bathed milk

Dressed in light and adorned my hair with small shells

But here I am back to you as you would have me only at night

When the world sleeps ...

You laugh, you mock you make me stand from where I cannot beckon

You touch me with your dirt and make me go futile

I breathe no more when you clench your fist on my heart to hear it louder than the night


Will you leave me, when I sleep, sleep my last

~ My Beloved Nightmares

Don’t cage me, as born was I to soar

To narrate tales of wonderland

To sing to the robin and play the harp

Don’t cage me in the books

which would get me material gains

As born was I when the hands of light wrote a ballad on the chest of the earth

I was born to rhyme, born to sing 

Don’t cage me as I often look at the empty silent dark lanes

The whistles of a stranger and the clinking of cycle bells

They now remain with me, as me

~ Boy by the Window 

No words, no letters to write to you

Nay, you are not my reflection

Nor I am in love

My world has castles, some of brick and mortar and some of webbed minds

A brick broke the day when I met you

A ray lit , and I could peep

I could see the lavender fields

I wished to run there

I rather closed my eyes

The chains bruised my ankles as I happened to stretch more, out of the crevice that you made

I could see you writing something for a bird in flight

I leave you free, as you were free

I did not call you

I rather patch the crevice and go back to my lavender painted walls

I love to paint now, and lights offend me !

There is something grey

Grey where the two bold colours of life meet

I am breathing there, as you made me breathe again

You made me write again

Grey where the rights and wrongs meet

Grey where I and You intersect

Grey as there is nothing common in the opposites, but its still one !

You asked me favourite color the other day...Its Grey now :)


~ Calm Almitra

I could face the cloud..this time better !!

3000 feet above sea level, penetrating, embracing and loving

I was face to face...amidst the mist .

He said he was agile...he was slow

But so were the clouds above, a little agile and a bit more slow

And they carried in their bosoms, the drops from various seas

Saline and intense

Dark and full of life

And when they would burst all that could shower was Life !!

.... Dialogue with a Cloud !!

When on earth, do I feel to soar high at the beckoning of the sky

When gliding I look at the tall waves beneath

As I dive I yearn for my soles to dance and give off my fins

When I dance – there is no earth, sky or sea