Please...

What do you do when you love someone?
What do you do when you love someone who doesn't love you back?
Someone who doesn't think you're worth a second look!
Soemone who wouldn't notice if you vanished!
hurts....
What do you do when all you do is think of him?
What do you do when all you want is to hear his voice?
What do you do when all that matters is that you can touch him just once?
Someone who doesn't even think you are worth his time!
Breaks you to pieces...
What do you do when you see him hold someone close?
See him touch her hair and smile...
Look at her and look as if he has the world!
Burns....
What do you do to move on?
Break away from the pain?
Run away, yet slow down to meet youself again?
What do you do?
Someone let me out of this maze
Let me out so I can breathe...
Please...

Rain

Like dew drops, you come and rest on my hair
Like little stars you sparkle under pale street lights
You land on my face, a smile is born
You trickle down, I feel you under my skin
You surround me like mist
I hear your whispered promise
And, I will wait to meet you again...
cold winter rain....

Go Away...

You shatter my confidence
You play with my most treasured feelings
You walk all over my pride and dont even look back to see,
the shards left behind
My splintered dream is screaming
My heart is numb
My head feels the pain but it's gasping for breath,
smothered by the will I try to exert on it,
to move on...
forget you
forget even trying to think of you
forget your face, your voice, your breath
I try to read the words that swim in fornt of my eyes
All I see is your sleeping face
I try to get my pen to write
All I end up with is doodles on the page
I blink, shake my head and try again
All that comes to mind is a map and the line I need to trace to get to you
Who gave you the right to paly this way?
Who showed you the way to my world?
All you have done is thrown it apart
All you do now is watch
Watch as I struggle to get away
Struggle to find the ground you pulled away
And I still dont hate you
I wish I could
But all I can do is laugh at myself
For being nothing but a toy you tossed away
But behind this laugh is something more
The shards cut me inside
You cannot see
You cannot hear
How would you!
I haven't uttered a sound
All you can see is the tiny smile on my lips
That's all I am willing to show
That's all I'll let you have off me now
That's all I can do as I see the darkness swell...

Forever?

Why is shaking off a thought the hardest thing to do?
The more you try to put someone out of your head,
the more your mind clings to just that person.
Just that one thought.
Blocking every attempt to self-preserve.
Self destruction?
No, I wouldn't call it that.
Silly really...
But, I would say,
Emotional robbery...
Why do I let my feelings be plundered?
Holding on to an image that will never come out of my mind's darkroom?
Sometimes I manage to laugh. At myslef.
I let this image, this thought, simmer.
Hoping, that it doesn't last forever.
The heat's slowly melting my defences.
Maybe that is how my fate will replace this image with another...

Cold...

Soft rain, roaring sea
Wet sand, no prints
Empty heart, absent thoughts
Dark clouds, warm tears
Let them drop
Get lost
My shadow's gone
I am cold

My first Scottish sunset :-)

Golfer Paradise.... The Old Course at St Andrews

The lovely North Sea

Teardrop

By the last hour of the night,
time passes swiftly towards the first morning light.

The full moon stands pale and lovely, in a starless canvas.
Its edges a silver bright.

The quiet unsettles silent sparks.
Liquid gaps, touched, collapse...
The last moonlit hour stands guard.

I remain but a teardrop in the folds of your memory...

Kissed...

The morning fog fills my head,
jostling for space with you.
I meet the wind that rushes past,
your voice keeps me warm.

I keep you away from the winter sun,
but only just.
I smile as you smile at me,
there is no need for words.

Long cold nights I hold you close...

When water flows over my skin,
in its warmth I feel your touch.

Your voice courses through my veins
I've been kissed...

Wish

Engulfed... Aflame....
Wish I were a moth...
Could justify the smoke...
Alas...
The wish reamins but a wish for now....

Walk

Seek.
That's what I was born to do.
I cannot shake this feeling.
It's growing from somewhere deep and blue.

The midnight lights flicker.
The sounds crackle.
I walk barefoot on the road.
Side stepping pot-holes as I go.

The air is hot and heavy.
Stray dogs simply look and turn away.
I berak a branch off a tree.
I prod the ground with the raw, ripped end.
I sit on the footpath and see the night unfold.

I see the morning begin its slow walk.
Lazy.
Hazy.
A walk towards another day of mundane frenzy.
Of regular irregularity.
Familiarity.
Sounds of the approaching light prod me.
I walk home.

Hazy Night

One hazy winter night
I saw a shooting star.
Your name escaped my lips...
My breath halted, just for a moment.

Was I being a fool?
How did you come into my thoughts,
unannounced.
Leaving at will..
to creep in another day!

My heart makes me wonder...
But judgment simply laughs...

You inched into my life,
as if from thin air.
Were you hiding just round the corner?
Was your heart making me paint you in my dreams?

Maybe another shooting star will give me the answers...
Maybe we will wish on it together....

गुम...

होश होता तो तुम्हें सुनाते,
इस दिल को रोता हुआ हम।

आँख न बंजर होती तो,
अपने अश्कों से मिलवाते तुम्हे हम।

मेरी मेहब्बत को कर शर्मिनदा,
चल दिये तुम...

दर्द पहचान पाते तो तुम्हें,
आह का रंग भी दिखाते हम।

Chapters...

Silently I close the chapters I wrote for you
The pages are still crisp
The ink still bright
Slowly I shove this book in a corner.

Words, jump out...
swirl around...
Surrounded
Engulfed
Escape isn't an option

A voice tells me to wait,
for the chaos to die.
for the pages to turn yellow
Maybe, just Maybe,
then those words will fade.

I wait for the next tick of the clock
Dead silence...

Summer

Haze sparkles in the distance
Colours vaporise
Sounds of summer drown in heat
Wind takes flight
Melting minds seek shadows
Fire burns bright

Rain

Raindrops on my windscreen blur the sights around
Time ticks away...
You walk out of the shadows
The moments with you are stolen...

My hands feel yours long after I kiss you good night...

The rain came back... outside my window...
Your voice slipped in silently...
Your touch still on my skin...
And, I hugged you to sleep...

Hesitation

Time snakes through fluid gaps...
Moments linger in distant voids...
A candle watches...
Twirling thoughts go up in smoke!
Emptiness expands... engulfs...
A flame flickers...
A tear drop hesitates...

Window to my world....

Look…
You might see nothing…

Look closer…
You might spot a bit of green and hazel playing together

Peep in…
You might see something more

Is it tears?
Is it silence?
Is it a smothered scream?
Is it anger?
Is there laughter?
Is it empty?

Peep in…
Whisper… just a few words…
Shatter the silence…
Let me climb out, through this window to my world…

नफरत...

खाक की इस बस्ती में, बस मौत की आवाज़ सुर्ख है।
जलते हुए इन घरों की हर ईंठ में, सपनों की चिता मौजूद है।

कदमों की आहट से भी डर लगता है।
हवा पास से गुज़र जाए तो सांसे थम जाती हैं।

खौफ की वो हर एक चीख, उजाले को निचोड रही है।
नफरत की हर पुकार, सरसराती, इस बस्ती की गलियों पर रेंग रही है।

अब यहां राज है बस बरबादी की बू का।
आँसुओं की बारिश इस आग में भाप हो चली।

अपने आप को इनसान कहने वाले मुजरिम....
तू जा!
अब यहां तेरी हैवानियत को अंजाम देने कि लिए खाक भी कम है।

The last moonlit hour…

By the last hour of the night,
time passes swiftly towards the first golden light…

The full moon stands pale and lovely in a starless canvas,
its edges a silver bright.

The quiet unsettles silent sparks…

Time flows on ever so slowly by this lovely hour…

Liquid gaps, touched… collapse…
The last moonlit hour stands guard…
I remain but a tear drop in the folds of your memory….