Unstirred air 

Your love came scattered in the wind….

In the unstirred air they seemed to float like the lowing herd of breeze which wafts over the sea…..

But now in the air a cogent stillness holds……                                                              A coruscated love that faded in the sight…..

Yes Avi was someone who gave the definition, but I was too reckless to take it seriously, for which I will repent forever but will never stop loving him….


Plashet of gaiety

The parched base of my navel was brimmed with thirst….
The augmen￶tation of varied intervals in my life were all embowered….

But this time the monsoon inducted making the arid sod of my crux slithery enough to bestow myself in the puddles of mirth….


About the love of 2013……..

Dried verses 

I unlocked my diary and reached the page where he had written some verses with the hue of his own blood…..

The aroma of his warm dried blood churred up every single cell of my attenuate skin….

And blowing off the candle I rested my head on those verses whose essence dragged me deep into a slumber manacle……

Avi loved me to the extent that he drained his blood and wrote the verses….his letter lies with me all the time…

If you can, please forgive me Avi…..

Treasure

Retiring to a crutch I sat brooding over his letters, murmuring the words deliriously on my own…..

Were all his written words mere phrases and promises….???????

And my tormented mind seem to wail aloud for the treasure of my crux which had once deserted me….

Squishy deluges

The water emanates eloquently….                     The beams of light dance graciously on its chests…..

Bending down I heed the gurgling of the ripples…. like the way I used to hear his heartbeats keeping my ears on his bosom….

Sensing the soft flow I try to make them intermit their speed…but they flux through, in between my fingers…..

…..like the way I failed to resist him from making me a lone soul……


Poison in my sleep

I withdrew myself on the bed, in the haunting stillness of my bedroom……

Snuggling my eyes, I rested motionless on the bed….

After he left my life has turned into a cumbrous one…

 I tried to repose but his blurred face appeared in my mind….

And as if by pouring gall in my eyes, envenomed my entire night……

A rose

I think of its plight….

How doleful its tale might be…

With the thorns being vapid and the petals slightly blackened at its edges….

The tale of a rose, he once gifted me..


Reincarnation of time

I slayed time, due to the unfathomable joy and pride of achieving him as my partner …….

And then when all my hopes and aspirations were belied……

I returned only to find its debris….

And waited for time, again to be reincarnated………

The jar

Staring at the jar, the forgotten memoirs rejuvenate in my mind and transcend down my nerves…..

The jejune leaves we used to pick during the dusks from a garden, are still efficating in the jar….                                                

 Signifying a lifeless love moaning inside me….

Though Avi’s love is lifeless now but still his thoughts gives me immense pleasure….

Just give me a last chance Avi……..

Please come back………..

A majestic scheme 

The mellowed sun of the dusk, set the western sky across the gently rippling water of the river aglowing with enchanting colors…..

In the jubilance and jovialty of spring nature is in its pristine supremacy…….


I appreciate the marvel of nature’s majestic scheme…..

The grandeur and splendor of nature leaves me spellbound as I lie on the grass espying the moon, acquiring its place in the vault of the sky…….