If Only

I wish

You were a rose.

A half blossomed, dew kissed, silky red rose.

From the corner window of my house,

I would’ve admired you smiling in my garden.

A little look at you would’ve made my day.

Would’ve showered all my affections on you,

Caressed you, kissed you and adored you all my life.

And

When it was your turn to wither away,

Would’ve carefully gathered your soft petals,

And kept them to my heart till death.

If only…

You were a rose.

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One Way Calls

Fetters on my feet,

My hand cuffed.

Tears in my eyes,

I stand stunned.

 

My tongue glued,

My ears sealed.

My eyes unseeing,

Only heart moved.

Yearning desperately for once sound

The sound…of your voice

…and that alone

 

But this was the relationship you had decided for us,

And thus was how it ended.

With you free,

And me in the impenetrable prison of your thoughts.

 

I’ll always remember,

I’ll never forget,

Yet never forgive,

Your one-way calls.

Of Stillness and You

Dream of a lifetime came true

When in the world of stillness,

I met you.

Where the sound of your payal was echoed by stillness,

Where the message in your eyes was conveyed in stillness,

Where your voice evoked a reply of stillness.

Where the trees whispered in stillness,

Birds hopped in stillness,

And blossoms swayed in stillness.

Where only and I moved

And the world watched us,

The still world of chinars, koyals and peach blossoms

Thus was the bliss

of having fallen in love

With stillness…and you.