The Last Temptation

I wrote it a day after holi while visiting an uncle's place. Just trying to figure out love and its little pleasures.

Years of longing,
centuries of love
and a dark night of rejection.
A tide away from the black waves
of your curly blackness.
A sunset in my heart
coinciding the moonlight on your face.
All the bridges break
and pillars snap
in the thunder and the heavy winds.
End of wait for a tomorrow
that is never to be.

A life about to go
but for the loveliness of your face
and your innocent smile.
A sight to behold -
and my last temptation.

Wooden Heart

It is difficult to protect your love when your heart has been wronged.The bitter taste may linger in the mouth for ever,but let not your heart be broken on a stone.

All this time,I was writing,
letters to another moon,
and I thought, the replies,
would come some day soon.
But my hopes were hollow -
the moon was a little too far,
before my words reach the ears,
they had to pass an iron bar.
And the heart,that would read them,
had been cold for quite some time.
The letters were burnt to warm it,
but failed to do the job.
All the time, I was loving,
I was loving a wooden heart.

If only

One day, I will go away.
I will die,
never to come back again,
ever.
I wish, for me,
she cries, when I am gone.
Its so vain, of me,
to think, that she will,
but if only she would,
it would be like
a world of roses,
even in the fire of the hell.

If only I am missed,
for all the times
I wasn't there,
even though it is,
but for a second,
that second, would be like,
a million years of bliss for me.

If only, I get a reply,
to the thousand of letters
I didn't send,
even though it be a silent one,
that silence would be worth
more than a zillion words.

If only she loves me….

If only…

Love is not enough

It is a story of many a heart. The boundaries, the seas of separation, things that divide the people, that kill many a love story even before it is born.....

All I am saying is ..........give love a chance...............

Is love not enough
of a reason?
Why walls come between
the high flying hearts?

I love a girl
and she loves me not
and thats b'coz
I m not like her.
We share similar tastes,
I can read her heart;
And still I am different
'coz I m different by birth.

Years I have spent loving
all the while making me more of a man
but how can I undo the past
and how can I change the way I was born.

I am good
and it still ain't a reason
good enough for the love to unfurl,
And she would have loved
I am sure of it ,I know
had I not been different by birth.

Decades after the freedom,
are we still free enough to choose?
Where the shackles of stupid tradition
bind us, our bodies and emotions alike.

I am talking not of a village
where may be, light has still not come,
But a city, where all are literate
and still not educated enough.

A long tale of love

The day I wrote last and until now, I have gone through a lot many emotions. The thrill, the joy and the subsequent dejection and longing. The next three poems are connected, showing the three stages of love.
I have posted them in the order I wrote.
Over to you bard!

** The proposal **

I started off to make a friend of you
and I very miserably failed
For however hard I tried to confine my feelings
and yet I couldn't help thinking of more.


The charm that has may enchanted
has also a spell on this mortal soul,
And whatever means I tried to get rid of it
and yet I couldn't come out of it whole.


I don't know if you have noticed,
but none have missed
the sparkle in my eyes
when you are around;
And it is certainly strange
that I have told my feelings to all
but the one to whom this heart is bound.


It also is strange
that I still miss you most
though the ship of time has long left your shore,
And I want to tell you today
than anything else in this world
I love you more


********** Dejected, but not discouraged ***********

Can I propose to you, just once more.

I know you have turned me down twice
I know i am full of vice;
But I dont want to abandon
the hope of a glorious world.
Hey! Can I propose to you, just once more.

It is tough to hear the no
I know your heart feels so,
But ask yourself just this one time,
Cant I, even for a day, come into your life.
Hey! cant you make me your.
Can I propse to you, just once more.

The past has been past, and it was bad.
And I still look to it, when I am sad.
But the future is now.
Showing its glorious head out of the clouds.
Just look at me once again
I will look to you, sane and pure.
Hey! Can I propose to you, just once more.


********** A lost hope and the world after **********

Afterburns

I never thought
you could mean
so much to me.
It was in fun
that loved you first,
and I never took myself
too seriously;
I kept loving you
and I thought,
its just because
I have no other girl
to go to.
A long while later
I proposed to you
and I never thought you would say anything but no.
I was ready for rejection
I was brave enough to face,
But when it came
and when you said
you value me so much more as friend
but still declined to go all the way,
and I thought initially,
'Ok! this is what I knew
will happen to me,'
and I still thought
I was strong
enough to handle it
and more over I was
never too serious about you.
But in an hour itself
I felt the folly of my thoughts.
You mean so much more to me
I didn't know it, until then.
'you are my friend,' and you said,
'you will always be'
And I am crying in my heart
why is it this way.
you could have said to me, "No,
Get off you bugger
Get lost from my life."
and it would have been easier
to shut you out;
But the way you said
made me fall in love with you more
And it is so hard on my heart
to face the rock of my feelings
crush me under its weight,
and now I have taken myself seriously
Yes, I love you more than I ever thought.