A Dream

A series of silent moments..

The candle burns on...

Ecstatic, the flame sways to the enchanting tunes of the waves

The moonlit sea dancing rhythmically

The breeze humming a divine song.

A mystical experience,

It seems a secret plot.

Quietly they catch our glimpses,

our hallowed, soft dark forms.

Hands clasped together tightly,

Assuring each other of an eternal bond.

Our eyes enjoying this piety together.

The temple bells bless this quiet ceremony,

As our souls merge,

Connected through the nocturnal song.

Freezing our 'self' in the moment

Bodies evaporating, though the self lives on... 

Words

Words came first peeping through a key hole,
then knocking at the door..
I granted them permission
exercising my only control.
Sudden surge of power in powerlessness
An exigency, though, it comes with a cost.
But I do not lose such moments.
I adorn them with pleasure and pride.
They leave a deep ecstasy inside.
A short escape that is worthwhile.
In an instant the Cinderella becomes the queen.
Secretly though, within.
It is the shy nude that comes out
in its purest form, magmatic and hot to the core,
as it shoots up to the fore...

Strangers

Being a stranger to someone is not difficult
Everyday we move away from each other
like the stars in our ever expanding universe
Everyday our memory fades
A sea of experiences, wave after wave,
washes the surface clean
In this city distance is not obtained by multiplying speed by time
It is simply obtained by staying aloof across the web of time,
 a formula almost all of us have learnt very well..
Ironically, it is the web that connects this city of loners,
who don't otherwise have time to meet!
Mind numbing indifference is a part of our meal
Every forced morsel a reminder of one's absence in hearts


Words don't flow out of my mind any more,
 they are thrown out with disgust at the overwhelmingly sickening sights and sounds
I just wander on aimlessly, don't expect to find love anywhere,
convincing myself that I don't need any, because I know I wont get any...
So my self just hangs in there in this dead world of life
dragging me on day by day....

Self: Delete

Self: Delete: "So many associationsFutile and absurdSharp hooks ever so hurtingHence I delete! Fragments of picturesCaptors of my desireCruel MagnetsI..."

My teacher

Saw my teacher in my dream,someone who had the deepest impact on my mind. She is one person i have always admired. Awed by her aura. Charming genius! She is a strong woman,deep, intelligent, independent,  and warm. Someone who lives on her own terms. My heart swells with pride on knowing about her achievements.
I so look up to her! A wonderful role model.