if only they could speak...

If some tears could speak a few words,
Sure would they tell the world,
How it was deeper within for one
When laughing for the world..

Beautiful and meaningless when it spills,
Permission less and complaint less
Adhering to the tides up and down within..
And later being wiped in a soft muslin unnoticed..

Running away from dear of the questions they fear,
Not even able flow freely, but for in a shower..
Suppressing mostly all that’s felt, continues living dead the one
Never openly able to Laugh
Never openly able to Cry……

Many "WHY's"

Why do I love your presence?
You don’t exist in my universe...
You don’t think of me... Neither do i know if you do..
But then why? Unanswered “why?” questions..

Does this happen to you with every other female you meet in your life?
Of course not... I know the answer cause I relate you to me here...
But then why me? Yet another “Why?”

Still I do not understand why I did want to be withheld in your arms…
From the day I met your eyes I dressed up for you, I know
Those arms were once what I wanted..
But now when they have held me close, and those mesmeric eyes dug deep within me...
Why does my mind cry? Is it a yearn for lives or for just a moments secret passion?

I know the stupid me who is just a child in your arms..
But do you really enjoy the uncanny me?
Or was there a disappointment in the “I am Dead!!”
I don’t really know the answer for all the questions you left me with…
And yet another “why?”

My Monsoon Lilly..........

With grace of radiant  vitality 

Fostering desire to eyes that view

Bloom on a summer

My monsoon Lilly,…

My desire took  me higher and higher 

Anticipation echoed on color and glow

Like the essence of all beautiful art

Was it you  beloved Lilly to my heart!

Was that you ??? Is that you???

Supposition Ring you around as ripples!- I knew

I wish me as your stalk for unseen is my world

Your bloodless white keeps  me immersed….

Hopes the ropes shackled me to beauty

Rains of pains awaited me so nearby

For I forgot my baby

“Monsoon Lilly wither so fast !!!”

A mistake or a known  self  fraud

Hope so , it’s not – I wanted your ever green smile…

I could not believe you could wither  off

Just withered off leaving me despaired !

Wear my tear drops as dew drops to you?

Was I too the same as the breeze that once felt you??

Where is the radiance you smiled to me with????

No!!! don’t shackle me with chain of illusions please !!

Never wither off…

Don’t drop me dead baby…

My Sunshine Lover

Once for all smiles and tears,
for all Blue masmeries of time,
and for all dafodills as well,
I couldn't stop me from knowing
What it meant to be "all yours".... You the sunshine lighting my days,
and for only you to fuse for my spring showers..
Its you – the only you – to be my completion
My essence to life; you inarticulate - you inevitable

For all violet twilights I realise
dawn to dusk I kill you, burry you within me,
then for futhur realising the barron me..
Irrecoverably maddening - every moment - every pulse,
still giving me the fragrance life
I have all from you...
Forgive me!!!

My Men

A lot of blisters, memories pale

black and white and rose

of love-warmth-care-compassion

You gave me, both of you . .

One amongst you, desperately walked

following my footsteps in sand,

my moonlight in dark to understand me.

Tried to change the moulded me, for desires in you

caressed my hair, discovering the native girl untouched

You trembled to get me all for you, always ready to wait . .

The other you, never timed to notice me,

walked a long way away,

where I searched for your imprints . .

You made me ready to wait,

reminding me you were still there, whenever I forgot.

Alive and cared preparing me to wait again

until what, still unknown!

Now, tell me where's the destiny;

with you who is in wait to absorb me

or you who has already been absorbed within?

When you spread your arms for me,

tell which to clasp and which to ignore

A world set only for me

or a world that's always mine . .

Beloved Colours

Beauties of the world lie alert

Colours to blind

Attract the world to glide.

From rifts of blacks to deeps of blues

from slanting reds to oranges and peaches

Revealing with love

expressions non-worded.

Valleys of violets and buds of lime lines

lavender blooms, mesmeric rose

shines silver smiles gold,

gracious green and yummy yellows

colours, colours and more colours.

Drops

Oh . . the mighty drops!

Drops that create oceans,

Sensuous and sensational . . .

May it flow down as

tears, blood, or rain.

Expresses pain of ecstasy or ecstasy in pain . . .

From dawn to destiny,

Fantasy never ceases down

For being cared is what counts on.

Losses turn to gains

as smiles fusion or grain . .

Deserted

Where are the wings I flighted on

Where are the flaps I peddled on

When of fire water arrives

Burst drops relations lost.

To understand the silent hizz

of catastrophic breezes that kiss

one needs to wander in the

valleys of violets of life

Nay does the sunshine glare

into the times of thunderous storms

But for you should learn

to walk with lights of lightnings . .

if ever you are to breath.

Darwins born every second within

would guide and bring in

paths of mays . .

All you need may be again

the nonsense of commonsense

to live on and on and on . .