Waiting

The world is not enough for you and me,
Let us go to a place where you can see
How much my heart craves for your love
It’s a secret between me and the celestial gods ’bove.

So many summers, have I waited for your call
You spoke to me to tell you would marry in the fall.
I knew I loved you more than that white man.
He had money and power, I was poor and tan.

You didn’t even think of me for a moment.
I was a man who lived in your life on rent.
I spent from my little earnings for your company.
But, my feelings for you couldn’t defeat money.

I felt like a lost man, when you left me.
I thought, without you, life had ended for me.
Then, one day you return'd. Spring came into my life.
You cried into my arms, you were no more his wife.

You appeared shattered, like a tender child
You started to unravel all the sorrows you’d piled
I wanted you to stop. I couldn’t take it more.
I spoke to him, but he called you a whore.

I hit him hard, and he started to bleed.
He died on spot, and I had nothing to plead.
I spent my life, secluded in the prison.
I had killed a man; that was enough reason.

Now, I am back; my hair is grey.
Yet, I am hopeful and waiting for the day
When you will accept me for my love for you.
I can wait, but the years in my life are few.

I tried ... but you

I tried, I waited, I hoped,
But you refused.
I wanted to speak but you
sounded confused.

You appeared strange to me
When you spoke.
I was patient but you
Made me a joke.

People laughed, I thought
You were young.
You walked away from me
But I hung.

My hopes would not die
But my spirits would.
I adjusted myself to your
Fluctuating mood.

Still, you taught me life's
Greatest lesson.
Glittering gems like you
Are only for fun.

Monsoon

The fragrance of moist land,
The glistening of wet sand,

The dancing droplets on grass,
At the gate, the crouching guard,

The drenched dog wagging its tail,
Dropping on the roof, the stones of hail,

Small children in plastic raincoats,
Cars floating on roads like boats,

Birds hiding among bunches of leaves,
When I see this all, my heart heaves.

The beggar hiding inside his rags,
The old man gathering his bags,

The shopkeeper closing down the shutter,
The sound when clouds clutter,

Make me feel how rich are monsoons,
A guise of God's blessings and boons.

Ecstasy?

I kept walking in the restless night
My shadow went ahead of me in the tranquil light
My mind was fidgety, yet I was composed

At least that was the way I posed.

I kept walking with the gun held tight
My head on my shoulders sat upright
My figure was statuesque, yet I was excited
For my soul within was fumed & ignited.

I was confident that I was right
But the whisper around was too quiet
It was melodic no longer, yet it was bold & strong
For a moment I felt I might be wrong.

I could not keep off my mind that sight
I had run fast to avoid a fight
But I was passionate, young & immature
Now I could be genteel but not pure.

Life around me was only black & white
I walked fast to escape the plight
My belief had changed, fear was an insistent presence
It was worthwhile to endeavour nonsense.

I felt within myself a strength & might
Had I reached tolerance’s height?
The air was breathy, my mind was daisy
Could I define this moment as ecstasy?

Wish I Could ...

Had he understood my mind,
Had he not been so blind,
What remained unsaid by me,
One day he would definitely find.

But, he refused to wait so long
Though I did him no wrong
I just wanted him to see
My feelings for him were strong.

My silence might have been a blunder,
Wish I could actually surrender,
Embrace him, fall on my knee,
Our love could have been a wonder!

Like a solitary reaper, I wait,
Want to know what's in my fate,
Wishing if sometime we'll be
With each other, even if it's late.