your pic in my album!

I came across your pic in my album today,
and flipped the page before I glance at your face
Quickly looked away!
Gasping, I waited, braced myself

A ball started rolling in my throat
grabbing upon my heart, the pain started
the same pain that had haunted me
years back...when you went away
the hurt was very intense then
everything was over soon

Time blunted the anger I thought
But today I felt the wound deep in
When I came across your pic in my album today
And I quickly looked away!

Someday I will try and love again,
Don't know whether I will
I'll just guard my heart for now
and let my contuse heal

Smile!

once in a while
we have to smile
otherwise life is a bore
for we dunno what is in store
so rules are to be broken
words are to be spoken
life is to explore
those secrets in galore
flying up high
to touch the sky
once in a way lose control
the reason may be a woman's kohl
what if it was a moonlit navigation?
will it not be an exotic temptation?
in those green slippery rock patches
gleam that the slivery sand catches
against those, the serenading blue waves
later in the wind those passionate raves
without such treks
Life would be a wreck

Alone!

As the evening transforms into night
Your merciless silhouette starts eating my shadow
Under the orange sky
I lay motionless
Arrested in the tangerine veil
Looking at the murky bare firmament
Like a thread less marionette
My tear drops reflecting your face
Alone in the multitude
Hearing those barren lands laughing at me!

an evergreen date!

Breathless journey into the jungles
alluring green and brown beauty
I wanna fall into a trance
where there is no clue to break the spell
foliage cracklings stuck to the bare skin
heartbeats soaring to reach the tips.
There beneath tall trees
I would melt, merge, meander
no path, no line
and the gust brushes my hair.
There music in the gushing water
Makes me sizzle n quiver
Finding its way through the curves, cracks n crevices
I thought I knew the path to this green bliss….
but I dunno how I forgot it now?

psst....the photograph shows Madras Christian College, Tambaram early in the morning at 6, path to the pavillion, frozen green in my canon...the words as usual my rants!

Life is a Journey!

Her silence has become comfortable
Not having to speak is easy
Parting builds split vectors
Parallel life
Folks though bonded
Live in different universes
Knowing everything
But not realizing the cold!