Silence

Shallow I am yet skimming
Surface no depth brimming
Words not really matter
Silence spilled over scattered

Music pure subtle clear
Only a heart can heart hear
Quiet pain words too loud
Silence stream subtle gush

Feelings pour lips conceal
Heart heavy sinking not spill
Tearing deep within
Silence sword slowly slit

Eyes sad tears missing
Held up deep brewing
Fire contained not seen
Silence smouldering slowly devour

The girl with almond eyes

The girl with almond eyes
Saddened moist some pain withheld
In the crowd but so alone
To infinity she stare

Her beauty divine sublime
Striking Youth in its prime
In A sight captured enslaved
I stand lost mesmerised

She left a mark profound
Her Memory never fades
Close my eyes a moment
Stands right where I found

A thousand words

Were said ...unsaid
moment our eyes met
The very next, she left
yet she stayed with me forever 

Lost Soldier

Theme
It is meant to express the pain that a soldier undergoes when illusions falls apart.
Write about honour and its changing values
How fellow men vie soldiers now
Lack of purpose and the lost cause
The respect that has withered
Love that is lost
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My mettle hath lost its sheen
That stint of esteem no more seen
Patriotism sacrifice all essence lost
I just trade my life for a cost

My countrymen no more with awe admire
Slowly grows within dissent, a silent ire
For many I fleece their hard earned money,
Gobble up taxes burden the economy

No maid fair care to caress
Brazen heart has lost its duress
For whom I fight and for whom I die
Care not ask for a moment why

Is that I who stares from the mirror?
Blood smeared torn withered
Alas Flesh has survived but soul is lost
The very reason for what I fought

Convulsions of a poetic mind
Random unsteady flight of a butterfly
Its music like a wind chime
No matter which way the wind blows, it simply rhymes

Dooriaan

Kuch Samundar beech mein hai ..kuch Jamana beech main
Phir bhi hai kuch fasana tere mere beech main
Hai aankhon mein tasweer teri aur fizaon mein teri mehak
Chaand mein hai aks tera aur chandini mein teri chamak
Doorian ab kya gine hum tere mere beech mein

Hai magar yeh sach ki hain nahin hum rubaru
Jo hote gar tum saath to hoti kuch to guftagu
Do dilon ke darmiyan hoti kuch to justaju…
Milte saanson se mere, tere saaans to, hote saaz kuch aur hi
In lamhon main kaid hote ehsas kuch aur hi
Nazdeekiyan ab kya gine hum tere mere beech mein

I Long...

Oh how I long to kiss thy lips
Sweet honey from the flowers drips
Feel heaven in the mortal being
Moist warmth of the monsoon winds

Into thy eyes pray I sink
Ocean deep with no brink
Be adrift and know no time
Always drunk in thou beauty wine

So I long to touch thy face
Moist with love like morning haze
No feather as soft no snow as fair
Oh God made thou with so much care

But what I care is to touch thy heart
Warm abode where goodness start
There is love in every beat
Oh thou are a fountain of love so sweet

Last Words

Heavy strained passeth breath
Sinking veins flesh blue numb
Slow closeth shadow death
Can run no more it’s the final fall

Each breath leaves like autumn leaves
Fading failing falling aside
Flows out life like falling tide
Can hold no more it’s the final call

On to the body winter hath arrived
Yet in heart spring hath survived
Still feels warmth of thy breath
Defiant I smile onto death

To relentless death I say…

Rejoice not that thou have won
Claim the flesh thy bounty one
My heart to thou not it belong
Some one else for whom it long

And to thee I say…

Repent not all is lost
Body besieged heart no never
In thy memories sweet abode
I shall live for ever n ever

On love

I wondered how it would sound
Poetry that sprouts from love
I know what grows on parched grounds
Not seen though much of green meadows
Never known that subtle sting, that slow smoulder
How it feels…to breathe the fragrance in air stale
See colours beyond the spectrum pale
How does it feel… to feed on the feelings gay
Hear the incessant music that nature play
I now know how it feels…feels to be in love

Enigma

Gone too far thou no silhouette seen
Beyond horizons of my dreams
Eyes tired strained searching
Chasing thou mirage lurching

Spring bloom thou my pastures scorched
Soul withered all essence lost
Can’t hold for long thy nectar frost
Fluid thou seep my soil gross

Enigma thou never unveil
Memory fails thy shadow frail
No smile or thy smell sweet
No hope to hold on, no home to retreat

Thought I’ve groundings firm
Anchored I wait thou to come
Never realized time tide so strong
Like a log I drifted along

Too far thou have gone
Limbs tired, eyes sullen
My body no more strong
I won’t stop for I can’t
Alas my love, my life, I can’t travel this long