Daily Musings

 

1.

In the hour of caliginosity

amidst the tick-tock

ebbs and tides of all the memories

I have with you

brings me sleeplessness

A glance of you, wants a chance

voice of yours, wants a chance

I wish it rains tonight, I will collect the virgas

and send you my love within.

2.

the newness

embracing the old wounds

the newness

covering the tears

talks to me

delivers me the joy

to stay in love with you

I sent a prayer to the hope

asked to take up, all the noices in your head

wrap them up

with the murkiness outside your window.

3.

Unmoving walls

roof of love

silent time

And recalling yesterday.

i try to sleep

The black color outside helps me

to paint photographs

that was left untaken

A dark stained memory

adorned with the smell you left

the sea of sand

And, yesterday

is calling us back today.

4.

Tonight

the air is cold

the lights are dim

the neighborhood rests

I, on my balcony tonight

digging relics

accompanied by Nair's poetry

building glaciers of stolen memories

under which survival hides.

A hairpin falls 

the words ceases to make sense 

the night is cold

records of your voice is keeping me warm tonight.

5.

Summertime approaching

the night hours, with all grief

wrote to me.

I wrote back, that I will miss the cold nights

and those silent hours

the spreads of fog on the windowpane.

The night wrote to me-

You will be gone tomorrow

It is known

that you are only a phonecall away

The minutes of dialing 

seems longer than the wait for re-arrival of winter.

6.

So,

now that you have heard my silent sobs

tonight,

I want to tell you

how I culminate on the past everynight.

Perhaps for a few moments

Foe everytime I relive 

those abandoned hours, you seem far away,

The drunkeness of memories are fading out

Vividly, and we are growing up.

All I ask for is one day

in the foreign land of past.

7.

The last note

I shall write to nothing

The illusion of seven days

had to break sometime

Going back tonight

to the voiceless echoes of nostalgia

All the dear memories

are now touched by oblivion

disagrees to stay with me

Tonight its me

in the garden of no words and no voice.