A mute love story

A passage I sought
for existence..
home.

Jingles of deodars
you gave..
silent.

Unwinding in your love
I found freedom..
sacred.

You are the mountain
I trespassed..
wind.

Jumping and Philosophy

While bungee jumping

when a face rushed through

it occured to me

I've not forgotten you.

Damn the hope

hanging to the rope

I realized

the horrors of this scope.

While bungee jumping

if I think of you

its not right I guess

to expect the same from you.

violin

all music that haunts is not violin
ringing deep and dark
there are also nightingales,
if you ever loved a sweet voice.

Unsettled Music

Unsettled music
a song forgotten
I sway hypnotized
to uninhibited memories
a face reappears
against the scars
and the night chords haunting.

Walnuts

There is a place you said

in the cloudstouching the hills

where we grew walnuts

in my childhood.

Not much I remember,

except the pine trees.

I know father,

you want to return after retirement.

The trees would be there

even now,will they recognize us?

I will come along too father

we will grow walnuts

in the old trees.

Either Mistakes

What you found yesterday
was a piece of word
not completely consumed.

Why do you try to find meaning
in a word half spoken?

I cannot complete it.

Being human

I like your vulnerability
makes me feel almighty
a sense of power,
otherwise I am a human.

Peace of Mind

I liked you in curly hair
zara-se bikhare
now, I see a picture
and your hair straightened.

I am not irritated,
a bit upset at my memories.

This is not the best thing I've to say
and so, with insanity I believe
you deserve another poetry.

Premises of Divorce

Tired, frustrated, violent, silent

what you wanted to run away from,

I have been the long day at your work.

Far from you

I've been alright
dark and silent
hiding in the closet
far from you
and close.

Stumble upon me
searching solace
come inside the closet
far from you
to me.