1) Poem – That A Day Shall Pass

May be I asked for it

But when?

Not when I was awake

Never.. in my wildest dreams.

But what do I claim for
I made no promises
Had left no hope
For I so had never thought

That..

A day shall rise

And a night would fall

That a possibility existed

That a moment would pass

When you’d think of someone else

And not me…

2) Poem – Chameleon

I pick up the colors
And paint my soul.
I close my eyes to look at what they want me to see.
I am a chameleon;
I change to survive.
I change to be me.

3) Poem – I Am Not Alone Now

I am not alone now,
Your absence lives in me;
like an old wine, your absence lives in me;
a silence that still speaks;
a tear that still smiles;
an unending melody of an unheard music;
an ending,
still to be started…

4) Poem – The Incorrigible Me

I think usually straight,
I lie when cornered,
I like to stand up,
For justice and for honor,
But not always does it stick,
For when the subject is me,
I become weak…

I have phases of songs,
Which dines on my time,
Nestles on my lips,
And the tune becomes mine,
To be hummed with the stars,
And with sunshine

I usually like to be loved,
And love to be worshiped,
Be it the tender heart of my child,
Or the ones of all my friendships,
Be it the loving gaze of my mother
Or the avid arms of a lover,
I love, I love, I do.
When I am the center for others.

Some years winters are cold n loneliness frigid,
I find d shackles of sane normalcy rigid,
Sacrifices empty, decisions all wrong,
Some moments precious, all lost, all gone,
I m not sure of nothing no more,
All ideals all convictions are distant folklores,
Same follies, same flaws,
Same fears same glee
Oh how I cannot, cannot but  avoid,
Being the incorrigible me!

5) Poem – Of Strange Beginnings And Ends

It starts.
He looks at me,
And I try to smile.
He smiles back.
He thinks of what else to do,
And finds nothing.
He smiles again;
It ends.

Memories…
You look at me,

And I try not to smile.
You smile back.
You think of what not to do,
And find something.
You smile again;
It starts.

6) Poem – Secrets

You promised
To embrace my naked scars
To erase my forbidden lines
And laugh off my gravest sins
You were my savior
My hero

But all it took was
A casual evening
And my life was all over
Your coffee table

And how I wished
This trust
would’ve passed the test of time

Now all that I am
Left with
Are your frozen whispers
And the touch
Of your
Last embrace.

7) Poem – Mountains Of Nothing

The moon is redeemed
in another sky
this aeon,too short for redemption

impregnated with illicit desires
the oceans a fugitive
of the land

the house is naked
windows no longer open
on the outside

the heart of charcoal
is sooted with goldust

it beats no more
it rattles

all this is too insignificant
to excite ’em
the world is bored

war is cheap.