i wait for daybreak —
shed embers of disquiet;
my spirit rages.

patiently, i wait -
my legs crossed,
and my heart too.
much time has passed
since the inevitable happened,
and yet, the light of a clement morn
never fails to justify the agony
of dying stars in the night sky;
or the ones too dead for even the
darkness that consumed them.
the heavens dispatch their
messenger birds to nook the
wisdom into the branches
of trees whose roots have shrewd
under the weight of logs that
outline their ascent.
such trees call upon the sages
to enlighten them,
and to warn them -
for they know too well how the
message might confound in the grips
of those who practise hedonism.
perhaps, the light has always been
too blinding for mortal eyes.

the flowers bloom all the same;
the winds usher the fragrant truth -
slowly, but surely;
and i lie in hope for the
rancid thoughts to inevitably
take on new meanings…

patiently.

It is a fair assumption
To believe that truth is habitually withheld,
In the daily routine of "inconsequential,
Miniscule" white lies.
As in larger defeats
Where the sting of humility or embarrassment linger,
In plans gone awry.
To understand this is not to condone this,
But never to engage in it.
To do so any different
Would only prove otherwise.

It’s strange.
Lilies still in the wind.

An extraordinary wind at that.
Wind with a purpose so impertinent
It became love.

If you didn’t know any better,
You might name it something sweeter:
Abhorrence.

Your eyes sharp
And soft with desperation
Look at me for answers.

I’ve never seen anything quite like it
I marvel and speculate alongside you
We fall into a steady and cyclical dissonance
Are the lilies still anymore?

Yes, the sky is still blue. The grass,
Green.
It’s rather lovely.

I feel a tug. A pull.
With ease I lean into its plea
Spilling into silence,
I am gone.

You are here alone.
Delicately gilded, you are safe.

The lilies still in the wind.
Utterly strange.

"कहती हो हर मुलाकात पर, गर्व है तुम पर,
करते रहो कोशिश, लेते रहो नन्हे कदम।
ज़िन्दगी बड़ी सुहानी है, खुल के जियो हर पल,
आने वाला कल क्या होगा, ये किसने जाना ?
तो छोड़ो बीते पचड़े, कल की चिंता,
और चल पड़ो, सब्र का हाथ थामे अपनी राह पर।"

Half-chuckles flourishing in the night time scene
Slow deep breathes connect us
Staring into the darkened sky
We waited

…

But nothing came
Only a cool wind that blew leaves at our faces
And moved my hand onto yours
That's when I knew
I didn't want to wait for the stars to align
I just needed for you to be mine
and the elements seemed to agree..!

Wind marches away
Trees grow older and older
Waiting for sunshine

I will long for the sound of your voice
Until We Meet again

I will crave the beauty of your face
Until We Meet again

I will forge ahead in strength
Until We Meet again

I will be lost without your morning message
Until We meet again

I will dream of you day and night
Until We meet again

My heart will beat for you
Until We Meet again

My love will grow for you
Until We Meet again

You will live inside my heart
Until We Meet again

I will ponder the wonder of us
Until we meet again

I will feel an emptiness inside
Until We meet again

Ten days will feel like an eternity
Until we meet again

I will know you are somewhere under the same moon
Until we meet again

I will hold you in my memory
Until We meet again

I will cherish you in my heart
Until we meet again

My love for you will remain
Until We meet again