Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, January 13, 2013

As the time flies..


A bird swift with a hawk's velocity
whizzes it through the invisible skies
Lingers the whiff of past, as behind
Fragrance of nostalgia lies

Sheds it a feather on some flights
And born is a moment florid
Capture I wish to, the colorful plume
But dances it away with the wind

Builds it a nest in a distant land
Where slow moos of the cows are heard
And in the slow rustles of the trees
Comes the lost wind for nomad's rest

Some Sundays comes the bird to my porch
And slow down the clocks their breathing
But come when the Mondays, Tuesdays and so on..
Takes it off to distant land for the nest far away

And I watch the time fly by..

Friday, April 13, 2012

A fallen leaf

Fell a green leaf of the branch
on a sultry winter morning
Blew a dry breeze and it fell
miles away from the tree

Came the days and went the nights
And stolen was the moisture
Flushed were veins and dried was leaf
as severed it felt from the tree

Blew another breeze and away it took
in the distant that longing leaf
in it alive were still the memories
of the veins broken from the root

calls the tree sometimes with whisper
the distant aloof fallen leaf
but prevails drought in the dried veins
As it waits to drench in rain

Friday, February 12, 2010

શું તું મને ઓળખી શકીશ

બનીને વહેતું ઝરણું
તારી પાનીને ચૂમું છું
અને એ પંખીડો બની
તારી પાયલની રણકાર માં કલરવ પૂરું છું

બની હવાની શિત લહેર
તારા ગુલાબી હોંઠ ચૂમું છું
અને ધરતી બની ધીરેથી
તારા હૃદય ના ધબકારા સાંભળું છું

નથી ખબર મને કે છે એહસાસ તને
કે હું તને કેટલો નજદીક થી જાણું છું
પણ જો બની માનવ આવ્યો તારી સામે
તો શું તું મને ઓળખી શકીશ

Monday, December 7, 2009

Sound of Rain

Amidst the pouring rain and
The soaked clay's essence
Lay there those two wooden chairs like a
couple lost in each others' presence

Drenched were those orchid leaves
In the passionate love,
Of the frenzied amorous rain
Pouring from the clouds above

Closed were my eyes listening
To the melody of this tryst
Of the falling rain droplets meeting
the weaving and fluttering leaves

Reminding was the nature us,
Of its secrets arcane
As it filled our mundane existence
With the sound of rain

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Lingering words

Entangled my thoughts were
In your heaving curly hair
With the fragrance captivating
Of emancipation they don't dare

Though eager to capture your beauty
Were my mundane words
Lingered there they with a sigh
As you vanished in the herd

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Seduced by the sound of silence

Seduced by the sound of silence
Dream that I woke up within
Amidst the snow clad sentinels and
Over the blue sky's reflection, floating

Sun light bouncing off the waves
Seemed a sheet of jewels weaving
Dream this was not, as silence of the
Pebbled shore the waves were breaking

Sliding away from the shore and
Consumed by the serenity
Nature I lost myself into, like
A moment lost into eternity

Tranquilized by that sedating
Shade of blue waters
Buoyant I felt with the joy, like
Those gliding eye floaters

Sweeter grew the melody of silence
As the bells nature rung,
With the sound of those two gorges
Like the chimes of a jaltarang

Dissolved in that divine ambiance
Like the fragrance in the air
Caught by waving self reflection
I discovered my 'lost' self

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

An Agnostic's Ruminations

Lost amidst the labyrinth of men woven concrete web
Nature's glimpse I seek.. from the window of my nest

Reminiscing the sheet of twilight over green meadows
And grazing cows with singing cuckoo's melodious echoes,
Nostalgic I feel of fluttering leaves and oak trees,
Of the moon's reflection in serene lake's cool breeze

Leaping away from the maze of flashing lights and noisy cars
Sight, my eyes behold, of darkest sky with brightest stars
Twinkle, they, like blinking eyes of the guardian angels
As if illuminating the trails forgotten by the lost vessels

Older grows the night with rising of the crimson sun
Spreading the wings of splendid colors over the horizon
Enthralled under the spell, I was, of a seducing beauty
Like those mesmerizing veiled eyes holding me in captivity

Enchanted I drive to behold diligent nature's epic sculpture
Of perennial history written in grand canyon's scripture
Gazing into its abyss I wonder if in depths lies the answer
Or behind that sunset cloud the sun is hiding under

Fringing rays like eyelashes on the eyelid resembling clouds
Is it god's watchful eye or the agnostic in me still doubts?

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Cactus and Moon

From the horizons of the oceans to the dunes
Cactus and clouds await to entwine in monsoon
But must they endure the scorching summers
As nature tests the faith of these lovers

While the veil of night dawns over the ocean
And relentless darkness fills cactus with dejection
Appears the radiant moon in full bright circle
Gleaming with hope and amorous sparkle

Burning with jealousy cactus tells the moon
How blessed thou are to have this boon
Nightly tryst in beloved's arms is a lover's right
Then why must I wait for eternity in this plight

This ephemeral tryst, says moon, is a one night's bliss
As I slowly fade away from my earth into a dark abyss
Forgetful I become of agony awaiting for this tryst
As universe honors love of those who endure and persist

While I gaze at stars laying down on the shore
And grieve what pitiless destiny has brought to the fore
The echoes of moon's verse rings inside me
Bringing the faith in future of hope and glee

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Land of Dreams

I close my eyes to escape this world for a while
To a land of dreams where I look for your lost smile

As I dream of walking past the pier
And melody of ocean fills my ears
I see you strolling on the shore
As behind the clouds moon peers

In that moonlight your face gleams
As your hair heave with the ocean's breeze
And as you turn around and look at me
I gaze in your eyes wishing time would freeze

......While I reminisce of you walking down the aisle
From the edge of your lips appears that lost smile

Monday, March 23, 2009

If you are here

I was a fool to think it will all be alright
The light at the end of the tunnel I thought was still bright

And as I quested to look for what was gone
I found myself alone in the desert forlorn

The spring that nurtured and blossomed our passion
was followed by arid winter to dry us off of our adoration

The air is dry and scentless without your presence
and yet sometimes this breeze brings me your ethereal essence

Like that breeze you are long gone... leaving me here
And still the memories of your smell wonders me if you are here.