WHY I LOVE YOU

On a lazy autumn day
As I stare out of my window
And watch the chain of birds
Lined against the mystic blue sky,
I wonder why they love the sky
And I find no answer…

On a chilly winter night
As I stare out of my window
And watch the moon – a teardrop
On the dark and lonely sky,
I wonder why it shines on me
And I find no answer…

On a bright spring morning
As I walk in a blooming grove,
I can hear the cuckoo sing
And fill the air with its music,
I wonder why it loves the spring
And I find no answer…

On a sunny summer day
As I look towards the horizon
I can see the sunflower bloom
And look yearningly towards the sun,
I wonder why it loves the sun
And I find no answer…

On a sullen monsoon day
As I stare at the lush green trees,
I can see the peacock dance
And its colours dazzle my eyes,
I wonder why it loves the rain
And I find no answer…

Every day that passes by
And leaves behind no trace
Except for the memories and dreams
That you and I have together,
You ask me why I love you
And I have no answer…

But suddenly it dawns on me
And it is clear as daylight –
The birds, the moon, the cuckoo,
The sunflower, the peacock and me…
For the questions that I had –
I find all my answers.

Love has no reasons, no answers.
Love is a blessing, a gift.
Love knows no boundaries, no limits.
Love is a hope ever new, a dream evergreen.
Love is elixir, Love is God.
And that is why I love you…

DYING AGAIN

It’s a dark and foggy day
And I lose my way in darkness,
Groping for some light or a support,
For you have turned away from me.

I reach out for your hand
But you push my hand away
And withdraw yourself from me
And recoil at my touch with disgust.

I look at you, your eyes
For just a little glance at me,
But you look away from me
With irritation in your eyes.

My heart pines for a word –
Just a word from your lips,
But you remain silent and quiet
And thwart my thirsty soul.

I will suffer patiently
Until you look at me,
Until you hold my hand,
Until you speak a word.

It burns me like fire,
Pierces my heart like an arrow,
And pains me like a whiplash,
Leaving me to bleed and suffer.

Can I ever try to hold your hand again?
Can I ever look at you with expecting eyes?
Can my heart ever desire to hear you speak?
Can I ever be spontaneous again?

I cannot bear to feel the disgust,
The way you turn away from me,
The way you push me away from you,
For it is hard – hard to die again.

ILLUSIONS (Unfinished)

Sometimes thoughts and ideas crop up in my silly brain which find their way out through my pen (I am still not used to typing out my thoughts, so, literally I rather pen them down). But if for some reason this thought process is interrupted in between, the poem remains unfinished, for I have an uncanny habit of not being able to retrace my thoughts to the instant I left off. As a result, a few of my poems have remained unfinished. Here is one of those poems which I could not finish since I could not exactly go back in time to the thoughts which had plagued my mind then. I could not even bring to my mind the thoughts with which I intended to finish off this poem. So, there it stands – unfinished.

Illusions haunt me today
As I realize their deception
And the truths occluded by them
Are now revealed as daylight.

We see what we want to
And believe what we love to,
Willfully remaining oblivious
Of the obvious falsehoods.

How true it is I ponder –
Alone you came hence
And alone shall you leave,
So why this pretence of not being alone?

Why do we ask for company,
Realizing the pains it entails?
Why do we try to distract ourselves
And willfully shut our eyes?

Why do we act of love
When we know it is just a mirage?
We look for water in the desert
And all we find is the glistening sand.

Why do we build a mirror
And look at ourselves anew?
Is it just to hide the world
Behind our happy reflection?

Can we release ourselves
From this deceiving mortal prison?
Will it be an end to this world –
A world of reflections and illusions?

Am I too an illusion in the lives
Of people who are illusions to me?
Are we trapped eternally in this
Merry-go-round – going up and down?

BLISS

Does time have wings?
For it flies… flies away
And leaves behind memories –
Thoughts and feelings…
A life so changed –
Swept by time and fate,
With emotions, overflowing,
Leaving behind memories.

Why does time seem to fly?
When we are together,
And you are in my arms,
When I feel your warm breath,
I feel your tender touch
And your eyes – overflowing with love,
Caress my lonely soul
With a heavenly warmth.

Why does time not slow down
And make the bliss in my heart
Linger on until I feel numb?
Why do we have to leave so soon?
When we stand hand in hand
And when I comfort you
And wipe away your tears
With my kiss…

I will keep you secure in my arms
And hold you for eternity –
Comforting you with my touch,
Wiping away every tear from your eyes.
Watching your heavenly smile
And losing myself in the depths
Of your eyes, staring at me
With endless love – pure bliss…

TRYSTS

When I sit alone on busy days
On a park-bench or on the sidewalk,
I talk to my solitude so often.
And my solitude tells me,
How it would be if you were here –
The things that we would do together,
Our laughs together, our smiles together.
And many precious moments
Never to be forgotten – just dreamed of.
I say to my solitude –
“Why are you here beside me?
And why not my love?”

When I walk alone at night
Along the long and lonely road,
I talk to the darkness around me.
And the darkness tells me,
How it would be if you were here –
You would walk beside me,
Holding my hand, and smiling,
And the warmth of your touch
Making me numb and delirious.
I say to the darkness –
“Why do you surround me?
And why not my love?”

When I wake up in the morning,
The sunlight streams through the window.
I talk to the sunbeam on my face.
And the sunbeam tells me,
How it would be if you here –
The dark lines of your eyes beckon me
And I lose myself within you.
Your sweet stare makes me oblivious
And your sweet smile caresses me.
I say to the sunbeam –
“Why do you shine on me?
And why not my love?”

When I go here and there
Or lie down and stare up,
I talk to myself and you.
And myself and you tell me,
That you are here, always…
Right here beside me, smiling…
And loving me for eternity,
Making me feel blessed and fortunate.
For you are here in my life, and beyond…
I say to myself and you –
“I have found a reason for living,
And my love, it is you…”

ODE TO .....
(The name of the poem is left incomplete for personal reasons)


As I wake up in the morning,
The sun comes shining through,
And makes me feel warm and wanted –
In the sunlight, there is you…

As the wind blows on my face
And gives me a feeling so new,
My heart grows joyful and contented –
In the wind, there is you…

As the rain falls softly on me
And the rainbow shows its hue,
I feel a calm tenderness in it –
In the rain, there is you…

As the darkness descends slowly
And the grass is covered with dew,
I feel so blissful in my heart –
In the night, there is you…

As I walk down a wet street
On a lonely night with people so few,
I never feel lonely or deserted –
Beside me, there is you…

As I walk in crowded places
Or surrounded by my milieu,
I forget the day or time –
In everything, there is you…

As I sit by the wayside
And blankly stare at the view,
Lost in your thoughts and dreams –
In my heart, there is you…

As I do everything each day
I see the world around me anew,
I feel an unworldly love –
Within me, there is you…

ME WITHOUT YOU

Can you imagine the sun
Dull and dark without its rays?
Or can you think of the moon
Without its tender, comforting light?

Do you know how spring would be
Without birds singing on the trees?
And no flowers on the branches
Of the trees devoid of leaves?

Can you think of monsoon
Without the peacock’s dance?
And of the lovely butterflies
Without their joyful hues?

Can you think of a fish without water?
Can you think of a bird without sky?
Can you think of a day without the sun?
All that is like me without you…