Touch my hands and remember,
You are familiar here..
The green lines in your palm,
are not new to me..

Life was rolling,
dear, we knew each other before!
In a dream of fog,
we had met before we actually met
and had talked as if we knew forever...

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Nothing has been changed,
I still walk in the air,
over the rushing, roaring crowd,
and hear beckoning voices from inside..

Nothing has been changed,
Despite many trials, I keep falling down
the wounds may be new,
but the pain is always the same..

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Reverie

Lights have turned off suddenly,
my voice has gone somewhere afar,
the sky, the beautiful earth,
the singing birds,the river,
everything vanished in my front..

I rose above the ground,
in the wind,higher and higher,
slowly,empty..

A cloud of summer,
a kite detached,and
there is no 'I'
nor 'you'

far into an island,
will I fall,a new drop of life?
or would I land up
with angels, everafter in heaven?

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Writing a kite



"There is magic",you said: "in lines and curves,
slanting,bending, and rounding,
From tears, they bring petals of roses,
and in cages they make garlands of throne!"

"They are indelible words", you reminded:
"sketches of promises,
made on stones!"

I then, went on dreaming
about kites,touching the sky,
and the blue in my hands..

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Candles

From all those things,
that comes and goes
I Pick the trails,
and make candles.

When night's heavy rain,
takes away the light,
I light my candles.

To see life,through
the flickering flame.
To see it dancing,
over the bigger shade..

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after

There was heavy rain,
then flooded the men,
into an island,far to reach
As an aftermath,
life changed into a bowl,
of the bread,
and drops of thirst

Dreams were forgotten,
for another life.
Then, turned the wheel,
a day at a time,
drop by drop..

Where are you?
The charm of my kingdom?
The companions in the light?
The aroma of future?
The past,the secrets?

Succumbs life,
sometimes,
at its will!
Imagine, at the edge of a hill,
and in the darkness inside a shell,
That day which pressed us into
another land, another way!!!
Alone,hands tied,heart throbbed,
and high speed scenes
of past passing astray!!

When we wake up
from slumber,
would everything be a dream?
and would they let us
run into our childhood home?
no its not..
We have surrendered to the throne!
the rule is not always fair!
the game has it, its own ways!


if only the dreams could survive,
if the flame would keep burning,
till the time comes,
for the eyes to close,
& dreams to fly into its nest,
eternal nest!

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Rain

Shower of a rain,
over the melancholic life,
of a burning summer!

I longed for my old home,
night of memories,
the butterflies inside,
and an enticing song
of rain playing over the roof!

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