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My thirst for love feels never quenching,
My quest…seems complicating,
Years of search and no result yet,
Losing even before playing, is this all to get.

Travelling I came to get the best,
Still my soul, is not at rest,
Many more miles to go ahead,
Till my tears become red.

One more life to this world I’ll have to give,
To win my love from it, I believe.

Move on….

When tears froze in eyes,
When the heart cries,
When someone you love bid good-byes,
And still you console yourself with lies…
Gather yourself and realize…

Now its time to move on…
You know that it’s gone…forever gone…
There is life to live beyond.
You know…
There is another plan, just move on…
Move on… (Chorus)

I know what you have endured,
I know you had pleaded to Lord.
But it just wasn’t meant to be,
So, God has just set you free.
You deserve a new beginning, trust me…

You have carried the guilt, without any fault.
Yeah I know, sometimes the feelings revolt.
Yet you don’t have to stick to the past.
Hold my hand and your loneliness won’t last.
Let your fate lead you to what will ever last…

Even the darkness has a message,
That it’s just a connecting passage.
Your destiny awaits…overcome your trance,
Bestowed upon you will be another chance.
Embrace this world, its true romance…

You are true romance…yeah it’s you
You are true romance…

Confessions of an unspoken love

Those intense eyes pull me towards them from farthest distance;
I try to avoid his presence on any pretence.
The apparition of his strong scent, holds my breath even a mile away;
And the chivalrous mannerisms make him more desirable with every passing day.

His vigour sends shivers down my spine;
And his voice soothes my ruffled emotions that pine.
I extend my hand to reach him, but he always seems too far,
His pose has the rawness of Adonis at war.

I think, how it would feel to be in his embrace;
Could it be my cocoon, warm and protecting my grace?
I question myself, “Do I know him well? Or, in fact, do I know him at all?”
Journey with him looks like the wild’s call.

Apprehensions and hope, realism and faith …
Mind and heart caught in all-day debate.
Wish I could read those eyes and decipher that smile;
The flow of his expressions is enigmatic and agile.

I guess, am on a trip back to my teen,
Where the world is fragrant and musical, with a pinkish sheen;
If it’s an actuality, then let it gleam;
Else don't wake me up from my beautiful dream.

The daughter of sand

The daughter of sand, golden and free-flowing;
Her eyes were oasis, calm and mellowing.
Hot as the sun, and cool as the moon;
She travelled the lonely roads, singing the winds tune.

She had seen many nomads, and travelers passing by;
Since years she had been bidding them good-bye.
She never stuck, but touched too gently;
And blessed all those, who crossed her way, generously.

Her loneliness remained, marked with few footprints;
All the dreams she had were in faded tints.
Years passed by, and she waited patiently;
Oasis of her eyes, drenched the path intently.

It was the full moon night, as bright as it could be;
Far on the horizon, some light twinkling she could see.
Her deepest desire was once again so alive;
The beam suddenly seemed her reason to survive.

He was the one, the one with golden voice;
His gaze fixed on her, to her soul’s rejoice.
He whispered something, she couldn’t make;
But it was the moment, and a decision to take.

Let it go, or you too flow;
Is he the one, how would you know?
She followed her heart; she knew it couldn’t be wrong;
She had heard him hum her solitude’s song.

No questions asked, no promises made;
“I trust you love”; that’s all she said.
She followed him in silence of the lighted night;
Surrendering too willing to all his might.

He taught her to smile, he taught her to cry;
In his arms she discovered, how it felt to be shy.
Every word he said, on the sandy golden bed;
Was a crimson dream and desires were red.

The less he spoke, the more she heard;
Least did she know, he was a passing bird.
Then the day came; and he bid her good-bye;
Her heart ached bad; she wondered why!

She wished him to stop; she wanted him to wait;
And first time she realized the power of fate.
He gifted her water, as clear as her eyes;
“This is all I can give, now it’s your choice.”

“But promise me dear, you would never cry;
Someone will pass this way soon, and time will fly.
You won’t be lonely forever, love is not far.
You will find true mate, you are my shining star.”

She wondered what it all meant,
Was he really praising, or mellowing his regret!
She gathered her shattered self, and looked in his eyes,
Unable to believe, in them she saw her sunrise!

Holding his face in her hands,
She said “I belong here, to these sands,
I never break, nor cry, you may think but why!
You may feel I am fragile, but I can absorb all your lie.

I will never tell what you did,
I know now you want to get rid.
So, go on my traveler, go where you belong,
With me I have my sand and my song.

I am the daughter of this golden sand,
I am soft and porous, unlike your land.
All you could give was this water, you poured,
I forgive you for all the false dreams you showed.

No one will ever know, that you had passed through,
Or that something between us brew,
This water you dropped, shall never be seen,
Your image will ever be clean.

But there are few things that I have no control on,
Because this is the way I am born.
You may forget, but this water will remain,
Not visible above, but deep in my vein.

This is not to stop you I say,
If someone digs deep, they will know what underneath lay.
This love can’t be evaporated with any magic wand,
And she will love forever, the daughter of this sand.”

Will you!!!

Will you make love to me tonight,
Will you hold me and tell me, when the day breaks
I will see through your eyes,
I will feel through your skin,
The moist wind that will bring to you my lost fragrance.

Will you look into my eyes once again,
Will you wait for me to be awake
I want the same coffee mug, to be placed near me
I want the same photograph, that froze our pretty moments
Pack them up with me, as I begin to sail in beautiful lake.

Will you still wait for me?
Will you still be angry if I am late?
I won’t argue again, let you speak throughout our conversation
I won’t be able to laugh now, at my own mistakes
But I am sure you will smile, when you remember your mate.

Will you make love to me tonight?
Will you hold me near to hear my breath?
Will you answer all questions today?
Or do you still want me to wait!

I think of you

I think of you as a river,
Flowing wild & stronger than ever;
Touching every shore that comes its way
Tasting every bit, not to leave any.

At one moment becoming her NOVA
Yet another a devastating CASANOVA
Flowing with all its speed & might,
A river too keeps its destination in sight.

However licentious, still it’s pure,
As it meets the OCEAN which accepts it for sure;
And its virginity lies in the fact,
That it has left behind all its act.

What matters now is one thing wholly,
NOW it belongs to ocean solely.

All that you give…mom!!

I still remember you standing at the door of the hall,
School’s poem recitation competition and I was at stall.
My two lined poem, a fun stock for others,
With tears in my eyes I climbed down the ladders…
It was you my mom, who held me close…
My failure never mattered with your love dose.

I saw you leaving the last apple for me,
And never thanked you for waiting in the balcony.
How many times…you missed buying a saree,
Because my dress needed a little more spree.
You sat with books, for nights together,
To make me the best known scholar ever.

I know you cried... your pillow still damp,
But never forgo being my lamp.
I never apologized, after any little row,
Still you were there with dinner at my door.
I never understood, what keeps you so kind,
Never did revenge ever cross your mind?

I continue to be the same blatant daughter,
Where you remain same, my loving mother.
Your mealtime stories, your soft little lullaby,
All went in vain, do I remember any?
Don’t worry mom, they are all in my heart,
And I promise to dispense them, down the path.