In the hues of midnight

I am here on this shoreSeparated by the OceanOf this lover’s tear..Delinked by the lakeOf torturing silence,Fragmented, disillusioned, tiredAs I am, Still hope you’d ferryBack to me, this world,In the ship just to abode..Hey dear..Do you hear?I am here on this shoreAwaiting, your sole lover.

I greet you on Holi.

Unread, treasured for the hard-times.

The morning sunshinePaint me shy and pinkThe azure of the skyI gives me a call-A call of the wildTo roam aboutIn the autumn breezeI have always wantedTo flee,So as to be thereHigh up in the skyThat lie-So vast, so wide, so open.

Erupting Inside my heart,With triads of erotic notesFading into one,There appearedThe reflectionOf a face,I have been afterFor all these years.As I walked a bit closer,It appeared to beA mere reflectionOf a pale face ofThe fallen angel fromThe western sky,On the mute, white waterOf the pond-Sweetened with theSorrowful childhood,Somewhere near theThe solitary ivory templeWhere pious hymns…

To the fullest of her wings,Nothing to push her backNon to break her journey.Now, I was sureShe would be, at her best-Exploring her limitless skies,And feeding herselfWith bondless joys of flight.But, the next momentI found her. Akin,Sitting and singing thereAt a branch, that wasThere, next to me.As I asked her how she was-She smiled with…