What lies within

 

 

The slumber within fermenting dream

Grated moonshine on slivery forehead

A smile on the lips of a benign soul

That soaks the weariness with his sponge

Moulds into my amorphous shapes like water

Scrubs my slimy hour softly but surely

Shining in the night amidst solar treachery

It gallops when Saddled upon the dark

To touch the line that breaks into dawn

The dust hides in the veil of night

And breaks into a grey cloud next twilight

To cover the soaring moon with his rag

What shines on the out , knows not

The sown essence of what lies within .

 

Delhi

21 .40 hrs

2054

31.3.23

 

 

 

 

The free flight

 

 

 

After hours of holding

The glass kissed string

The control on flight

That would otherwise be astray

Into the free blowing breeze

And move beyond our grip

Till we would call it a lost kite

Only to camouflage our pettiness

In fact we would be lost

In a nondescript nook of terrace

Amidst an overcrowded tract

While the fanciful sheet would fly

Into the infinite expanse of sky

Upto a zenith that would dissolve sight

With our limitations of faculty

We would define it as a lost kite.

 

Delhi

00 58 hrs

2053

26.3.23

 

 

 

अपने अश्क़ को आहों में सीकर

और आहों को सासों से पीकर

मुस्कराते हो यूँ ए दोस्त

कि जैसे नहीं कोई तुमको फीकर

 

Souzie prepared rawa dosa and rawa idli when her family was down with diarrhoea

Souzie की सूजी सूजी

तो ठीक कर गयी सबकी loosie

After the tempest

 

 

Amidst the days of  yawning noon

Between the strands that weave nest

The filtered rays of incandescent sun

Make criss cross patterns on basking hay

The dangling foliage on gentle breeze

Alters on ground the pattern of stable sun

The chirp that was incessant till now

Cracks at the stifling stillness that brews

There is now too much peace for comfort

Then the sun dashes behind a sudden cloud

And hides his face behind gloomy veil

The first gust of looming tempest

Unleashes thunder on the slumbering time

The ambush is swift and immense

To overpower the peace of day so far

Followed by an array of impactful blows

Till the time there is a surrender in ring

When the last blow is brutal enough

To end the uneven punches that fill gloves.

Even in that nasty hour of fury

There is a slender chirp hidden amidst wounds

That deafens all rage and din outside

Where we find ourselves to have given up

Despite the knock out on the slimy mat

A winner that sprouts from dormant sheath

His feeble foliage that is soft and nascent

Bends against all tempest and invasion

And bounces back on a conducive hour

Then the chirp that held him in testing times

Is no more found on the deserted nest

Somewhere the musk was within the soul.

 

Delhi

22.49 hrs

2052

19.3.23

 

 

 

The fresh stance

 

The stoutness is now broken

By a whirlwind fury of storm

The sap silently weeps out in vain

The bud that had dreamt of skies

Cradled on the highest twig so far

Now bursts into an unthinkable dust

The mast that was pride of flutter

Dips into the frightful waves of time

That so far he rode with disdain

The saddle gets dismantled and trips

Such is this painful collapse into time..

The leaves softly whisper to apologize

Into the shrivelling ears of nipped bud

“Wait for your clime ,

When presently survival is fortune ,

Bring life where your fall

And in your highest twig ,

There will be sap from soil”.

 

Delhi

2051

8.58 hrs

19.3.23

The spark of noon

 

The sun flutters now

Culminating from

A snailing start

Much like a nascent hatch

That often is overshadowed

By haziness of a cloud

As the dawn progresse

It Stretches into tuft

Of twigs that weave the morn

The noon is the first flap

When the dazzle hangs

In the sky and beyond

Now the ascent towers

And stagnates into a siesta

Till when the siren beckons

The mast returns to the Harbour

And the graying cloud smiles

At his opportunity of vengeance

Like a Sunday evening

The dusk sinks with certainty

Into an eventual night

While the spark of noon

Like the flashing youth

A bud of promise

A smile to remember

A feeling to cherish .

Delhi

23.49 hrs

2050

15.3.23