Saturday, December 16, 2006

Midlife crush

I saw you the second time today,
Rather you saw me,
you called me, and my heart was filled with joy.
I almost ran away from you,
I know you are just being a friend.
I wonder how my logical mind have a crush,
at this age ... I am surprised,
and happy that I really am living.
I know not your ties, I don't care...
I just want to drink the few moments ...
I talked with you.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Leave me please

Leave me please...
We are not together anymore.
No longer I hear your voice on my phone,
the memory lingers on though.
I often look at my phone,
half expecting that it would ring again.
Your aura still surrounds me,
it does not let me sleep.
I bleed, I cry from within, no one sees me do so.
Leave me please,
I want to live again,
without you.

Sunday, December 03, 2006

Life-Part Two

I still walk the life ... yes, all alone.
I don't long for the things I dreamt, and missed. Not anymore.
I will go forward, ever onwards.
I don't know my destination,
yet my passion drives me on.
I have turned on the cruise control,
not because I am afraid to drive,
but I no longer feel the urge to step on the gas.
Every cloud has a silver lining,
and my journey will touch the horizon again.
When two roads will become one ... again.

Sunday, August 06, 2006


I was walking the life, all alone,
When I met you; and then everything were different.
The grass were a shade more green,
The sky was painted a shade more blue.
The world danced around me in a brighter shade of the rainbow.
Music appeared from the mundane sounds of the streets.
Come to my arms my dear,
And lets walk together.
Hand in hand,
Along the sand,
In moonlight,
Your crooning breaking the silence of the night.
Stand by me when I need you.
And let me stand by you.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

On a dark night

On a dark night,
I will extend my shoulders for you to rest.
On a bright sunny day,
I will give you my hand to walk together.
On a rainy afternoon,
My arms will shield you from the drops.
On a chilly evening,
I will give you warmth of my heart.

Sunday, July 02, 2006


My world is vibrant with colors.
Green, after the raindrops wash away the summer heat.
I take a deep breath in the gray earth.
The sky looks an azure blue, speckled with white clouds.
The trees bloom in shades of orange.
While I paint your pictures in rosy pink,
And sign my name with scarlet ink.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Let me hold you

Let me hold you, the princess of my dreams.
Do not say anything,
Listen to the sound of breathing in the dark.
Look into my eyes.
Read my mind,
Touch my heart
And let the moment last till eternity.

Sunday, June 18, 2006


In the twilight,
I think of a promise: the sun will rise again as usual.
A new day will dawn,
A new journey will begin, full of hope,
Of challenges, of vistas hitherto unexplored.
Fear I know not, I trust my heart.
And I know you will be by my side.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Invisible Wires

There are invisible wires
That gather in a bunch
And Form a complex network of patterns.
The pattern is not very clear to the eye.
Yet, if you look closely, you would see
There is a wire, which ties my heart to yours.
I can hear your heartbeat. I can feel you near to me.
The sense of togetherness lingers to infinity.

Sunday, June 04, 2006

Looking at the rain

Looking at the rain,
Outside my window pane
I wonder;
And Ponder,
the promise of a beautiful day.
The feeling in my heart makes me say,
Over and over again.
It will be glorious, in this rain,
When I play hide and seek with you,
And as usual, I have no clue.
My heart will lead me on,
Towards your scent, towards the dawn.
The symbol of the rainbow,
The seeds of the world we are to sow.
The small plant will grow to a tree,
And at last we will be free.
It’s a long journey, our odyssey.
Passion is the key.

Monday, May 29, 2006

when i think of you

when i think of you my heart fills with joy.
you will make a great mom for my boy

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Counting the days

Counting the days,
Yet another Sunday passes on.
One day brings me nearer to you.
When I will be with you,
Every day would be a Sunday.
There is only one life, lets make the the most of it.
A new day will dawn, the grass will be just a shade more green,
The sky will be just a shade more blue.
The town will be painted in a shade of red.
As we make our journey…full steam ahead !!!

Sunday, May 21, 2006

I want to...

I want to wear your shoes,
I want to walk the path you are walking.
I want to get into your clothes,
I want to feel your feelings.
I want to get into your mind,
I want to see the world through your eyes.
I want to get into your heart,
I want to love the passion you are having.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

A Few drops

A few drops fall from the sky,
I know not what caused the clouds,
But the acid-rain does hurt my heart.
I will worship the rain goddess,
Coz the rain will feed my plants.
It will give me strength to persist,
It is my elixir.

Sunday, April 30, 2006

Nice to be home

It is a hot day. I walk through the shabby street, glowing like fire with the heat of the mid-day sun. My shirt is drenched with sweat, my throat is perched and I sigh, taking a glance at the soft-drink stall in the street corner. I walk, my destination is fixed, but I am just touching the waypoints. My heart is filled with hope, as I slowly inch towards my destination, which is still far away. At last I reach the last point of the day, I know my baby steps will make it. It is nice to be home.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Apple of Discord?

This is an old reflection written when I was in New York. I republished this here to keep all my reflections at one place

It is a beautiful morning ...
The sun plays hide and seek with me through my maroon curtains.
I turn off the AC to feel the nice smell of warm September air.
The streets look deserted, except for an occasional car passing by.
I can see from the window, an old lady, cleaning her garden.
Everything looks so beautiful ... yet something in the corner of my heart tells me ... I don't belong here.
I am not for this peaceful vegetative life.
I long for change, my spirit lives on a diet of change.
My spirit is malnourished ... living only on predictable routine of office, home and endless hours of mindless net surfing.
Is it what you call growing up?

Saturday, April 22, 2006


It is cloudy; the air is fresh and cool.
I ponder over the damp gray mark on the wall.
It slowly metamorphose into a face, a face I have only seen once
Yet it is permanently etched in my heart and my soul.
My heart feels warm, as if the face has spread its warmth, in an otherwise gray world.
I see colors, vibrant and I am filled with an unexplained joy: Still there is a small pain that stays: Amor mio you are so far away, I can feel you but can’t see.
The optimist time proclaims, this state is transient !!!


It is a contradiction ... I do it, I don't like it, but still I do it!The world is a lonely place ... and to solace a lonely self, the world is not enough.It goes in circles ... I seek new path, none better than the others.I know the path is wrong, yet I try it, and I try it again just to be sure,and then I try it again ... may be it was right!With a heart full of remorse, I conclude it was wrong...Yet I try again ... this time again an old and abandoned path...I know the right path deep in my heart, but the gates are closed.I cannot open the door, alas.Back again, to the wrong path, try again...Always the foolish optimist.