I am...

I wait for the wind to brush through, my only love
I spread my hands, dance with him,
Though momentary, yet mesmerizing. 

I do witness stages of life-
Children playing around, their chuckles and fights
Lovers holding hands, never enough of each other
Loners lost in thoughts, hoping to find solace
By dusk-shroud and processions

I comfort those who come to me, lair for the robins
Be it the scorching sun, storm or snow
Such agony, but I never run and hide.

All I am...is nothing but a tree,
Peaceful and silent, full of colors,
Tantalizing it can be, but... with a bleating heart.


 

Life of a leaf...Nature's Child.

Wind of change...that's what I feel around me.
It was a bit painful to walk across since its Winter.
But then... each step ahead; though there are obstacles on the way...
I know I'm closer to home,
Where my heart and mind is.

"Oh! Wind...Let me dance with you once again.Let me smile for one more time, so hold me close, don't say a word.How I wish dawn never breaks?A selfish thought; a fool's prayer or a lover's misery?Be mine at this last hour...have mercy on me.What am I?Nothing but a lonely leaf, in love with the Wind, never was mine to begin with”

"Oh Wind!!! U walked away with no promise of return.
I do sway with no doubt of fear- neither heat nor of storm.
Another dusk sets in for a new dawn to break.
I still must go on for those who are in need of shade, that too of happiness.
Life of a leaf...such a blessing...being Nature's child"

My Man, My Love, My Art

This man, I love the most,
Yet that word I can never say.

Bound by circumstance and relation,
Even though true, this love still is forbidden.

I don’t know when or how, the time or day,
Your existence in my life, it so happened this way…

Happiness I find in loving you,
How? From beginning you were never mine.

Never will there be an “us”
Never what I have can matter.

Your presence in a crowded room
Though hardly together, in those moments I live.

We hardly ever talk,
Though hearing your voice, a rush beyond words.

Won’t ask you for anything,
Nor it’s something you can give,

You won’t take my heart and keep it so safe,
Nor take a peek and see how strong it beats for you.

Don’t know how you’d react, yet my life I put at stake
Please forgive me for this unforgiving mistake.

I think of you, I feel the coolness of a breeze,
I forget my worries; and time seems to freeze.

I see dreams, pain, sorrow and fear-
You come around, wipe away each tear

I tried all possible ways to get immunity
From this love, to be set free,

Prayed everyday,
And tried to forget “You and me”

But I should never have a mind of my own,
What good is it to moan?

I have made a promise to myself,
Never to love anyone the way I love you.

No other man can make me happy,
My life can smile only for you.

The fact remains- you can never be mine,
So excruciating that nothing else hurts.

Finally, I frame my love like a fine piece of art,
Can never be touched, can’t go into my heart.

Then I scream out loud, let the world know,
Call myself a fool to be in this unaccepted love!

Yet I don’t cry, but wonder what to do?
With a smile, I ask myself,
What more can I do to give up this heart?

Whistle of the Wind

I still hear the whistle of the wind,
Look outside, to see whether he returned.


I hold out my hand, to feel his hug,
And dance with him once again.


One moment, one glimpse
That’s all he gave me like a surprise.


I live each day with one awful moment
His voice still echoes in my ears, endless torment.


Memories of him are all I have,
Till date, that alone still keeps me alive.


I still hear the whistle of the wind,
Look outside, holding out my hand,


With a belief, still he can take me along
If not now, next time.

Southern Wind

It was winter and I had been sleeping for a very long time,


Slowly awakened by the whistling of the wind, so gentle and cold


It was whispering to me,


Something, I had been longing to hear!.


Awake I closed my eyes, I felt my life complete,


The wind was holding me in his arms


I danced along, believing he would stay.


Only it was the southern wind,


As swiftly as he came, had to leave without me.


I believed it was the most beautiful dream I had ever seen-


Dancing with the wind!


Now it hurts… it wasn’t just a dream,


Such a fool to fall in love with the Wind that never stays in one place,


He could never take me along nor could he soon come back…


But I am not the wind, I know for sure,


And I could wait till next winter for his return,


My love will be forever awake,


Even if, it’s only in my dreams.