Travel & Love

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If there is any place

I would rather be,

It is everywhere

Or no where will I be.

Snowy white peaks

Verdant lush of greens,

Cool caressing winds

Rolling surfs,

Lakes so pristine..

Soft sands slipping under feet

Ships on deserts

With Bells tinkling

Shiny sky,

Teasingly twinkling

Nostalgic history

And winding cobbled streets

Leading through time to

Saddened walls of ruins;

Smells and sights so intriguing,

Warmth of strangers touching,

Call of the distance

Tugging at heart

Time and again…

My feet will never stop treading

All paths and places unseen

But ever if my heart stops

Or feet never move

I will lie there –

Upon the fields of green

Under the icy blue of the skies

The soft white pearls

In my eyes

Till I am wrapped in

The neverness of everlasting life.

Hollow of my Heart

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Years went by

Days slipped away

Hours tip toed slowly out

Minutes bid farewell

As seconds died a slow death.

Springs came by,

Summers burnt in fiery rage,

Rains soothed parched heart

Autumns wilted fresh wounds

Winters numbed the pain.

And yet,

They won’t fade…

Yearnings –

Of your touch,

To hear your loving call again,

To hold you in my arms,

To feel you near

To know you are safe,

Though so far away.

I know, yes, I know..

Nights will wane,

Dawn will be here once more

Many more springs, summers, rains and cold

Will come and go;

But memories of you

Will remain,

In the hollow of my heart,

Preserved with tender sweet love,

By the promise of tomorrow.

A Waiting

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The heart moved slow

Losing its beat,

A song of life

Accepting defeat,

The mind could not feel

The rhythm of its surroundings

Visions were blurred

But something far far away

Strained its strings…

A waiting for the last song

Touch of the known

Voice of someone close

What is it? Who was it?

The eyes could not tell

The ears never heard

A smile was not formed

By the curling of lips

Joy could not find voice

Nor was there a stir …

Only the soul felt the warmth

Of that known soul

Bound alone by the music of love,

Of faith & trust.

A little sign found its way –

An great effort was made

 To show happiness that was known

Someday, in a land too far away.

A ripple of soothing calm

Drowned all sorrows

No grief touched

Only a release from

The ties on earth;

A love was felt,

No pains remained – 

And yes, at last

A waiting will be no more…

At last amidst the heaven above

A home was found.

 

 

A Promise…

Gir Evening

In the fallen leaves

Of withering autumn

The winter chills

And gray so still

Cool summer breeze

Every new leaf

Flowers of spring

I SEE YOU…

In morning calmness

Quiet of the noon

Late night’s bright moon

In all things good,

All things seen

Flowing of a stream,

Burst of shower

I FEEL YOU …

In little cloudy faces

Blue skies on clear days,

Whispers of sea

Comfort of warm waves

Dying sun far away

Rolling lush of greens

Kiss of sweet mist

I MISS YOU …

Realm of earth

Can never hold back

All that is pure,

As some day in a wonderland –

Beyond known paths,

Reasons of trapped hearts,

All words unsaid,

I WILL MEET YOU …

Please hold on my friend

For my days have not waned,

No, not yet –

But I will be there, soon I know,

To see you

Love & hold,

And never to say adieu again.

 

 

 

 

Saying Adieu

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Dark brown broken by only one strip of white

Strong enough to fight off

The strongest enemies

Kind enough to protect

Against all who did not know how to love

The little steps followed

The strong voice bellowed

At one sight of a true friend

The heart knew, when no one cared

No one helped

This friend will always be there,

Cuddling, loving, caring

In sickness and in good times.

The look of trust, of utmost love

In those round clear eyes,

Were just enough to tell her

She was the best friend he never had before.

Through the roughest of times,

Coldest of nights,

And piercing pain,

He looked out for her

The soft touch of comforting warmth.

But on one stormy night

When he looked around

The warm hand, the soft touch could not be found

He cowered, fear gripped his heart …

Where is she?

His last breath caught in his throat,

One last time he wanted to bid adieu

To his truest friend, who failed him just then;

Quiet in his pain,

With the last thoughts of his friend

He closed the eyes …

The storm could harm no more, never again.

Life on Tide

 

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Lonely Boat, gray water & gray sky – Sunderban National Park

A little black boat

Floats where molten gold merges

With gray somber sadness.

The little black boat

Holds a bundle in its heart

A sad tired soul.

A lone little boat

No island in the distance

Only water surrounds.

Life has no meaning

When the unnameable strikes

Yet they need to fight.

Woman adorns white

Her man may never return

Life has no colour.

He must live, sail back

To be one with her again

Life is not easy.

Supplies have run dry

His son cries, hungry he sleeps

So he must provide.

Scorching sun burns deep

Salt eats away aging skin

Air stands heavy, still.

If storm comes unseen,

Or tides change their course at will

All his dreams will end.

Dreams are luxury

Uncertainty is the truth

As life plays with death.

Yet she waits for him:

Her ‘jele’ will sure return

He dreams on, she prays.

Lyrical ripples

Dance; Matla intoxicates

In the last daylight.

Wait never ceases

Here in the gray tide country

Miseries live on.

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Boat in the last day light – Sunderban National Park

A Little Soul Lost

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A little soul at the window –

Looking out at the world she adores,

Little she knows how the world will be lost,

The giant she loves will be gone.

The April rain asked if she wants to stay

Or will her mamma take her away?

She looked out puzzled

Didn’t know what to say –

She loved her mamma but also the giant too well;

Little she knows there will be no place

With the giant in the whole big world, she could not guess

Nor could she hear the problems faced by all around her

For no one could keep her, or give her place.

And then, just then, someone far away, 

Heard the little soul, her little voiceless call …

Someone thought this world is too dark for her,

A voice called; a whisper led her – to her fall…

As the gentle giant turned away.

The little soul fell … and fell and just as she thought

She would hit ground with a thud, little white wings grew out of her

And she flew, free forever, away from the unloving world –

To a world where mamma waited for her,

Where someone reached out and secured her in the warmth of eternal love.

And just when the little soul was lost to the world,

Soft sadness rolled out and fell into the endless abyss

Of torment, pulled in deeper by the sea of loneliness.

The gentle giant knows it will forever burn,

In emptiness, now that the little soul will never turn,

To run back into its arm or shower her selfless love.

A bond is broken, trust betrayed –

And yet, just yet,

The gentle giant will wait … till the little soul returns

To fill its garden with rainbow love

And its life with a thousand suns.