BLACK AND WHITE

 

Heart is heavy and so seem the eyes

Weary ,drowsiness of mundane life

familiarity taking over,

the coloured pictures turning

Black and white.

Lives running

I at snails pace

still reposing

in no hurry

even for a futile attempt.

SCHMALTZ

 

Schmaltzy

Tears roll down

mirrored pool of thoughts

in which I fish

Memories of childhood

A relay of knick knack grips me.

A frilled doll,a tea-pot with a broken handle

and some colours

a little girls’ fantasy

paint my nostalgia.

Frilly frocks, wondery twinkling nights,

carefree dreams flying high

how I miss them all

my tiny friends

a navy man,earthen pot and my pink doll

coloured paintings on the wall

Echo of dark caverns and dungeons

ghostly whispers lullby

Alas! if I  could

in the childhood soil

dig back time and bring  that is

no more mine.

A Practiced Art

 

 

Has love become so familiar

and its vows so common?

A tentative  or a practiced art.

The cupid strikes and electrons revive

u chat, or tweet or may be then meet

hold hands

lock numbers first instead of looks,

few promises are  hooked,

gifts are at stake

desparate to indulge, togetherness rakes

get drunk with lust instead of feelings

soon love attracts no more interest

and the beloved holds no charm

the papery thin walls of dreams that were gathered

finally calm

again a click,again heart slips and you fall

for yet another game

Oh lame, lost love!

lie like alms in a  beggars hand

is bought in changes

drains  through  impasse derelict streets

orphaned love finds another deflated heart

a temporary nest, or a shack to rest for a while.

THE WORDSMITH

 

Words live in you,

you write their fate off ,

oodles of beauty

n peace.

You hold,toss,kick, sway and play,

chain-smoke n be gay,

u pipe them like a piper

and they dance to your muse.

Pour

incessantly like the delicate drops of rain

making my heart gain

a beat more.

You juggle

the realities with frailties,verses with emotions

mix them up well,

dress them up with frills and laces.

Dreams wear appearances,

nuiances take shape

dreamy smiles, harsh realities

all well served in the platter.

The magic swoons and cast a spell,

I fall in love and embrace them

making them mine

forever.