Fire And Wind

“I love you more than words can wield the matter,

Dearer than eyesight, space and liberty”

-- William Shakespeare

I listen;

To your loving whispers,

Like bees humming into my ears.

I watch;

You stealing glances,

Like moon peeping through the clouds.

I feel;

Your fingers running through my hair,

Like waves brushing against the shores.

I reminisce;

About the seasons and moments,

And walk down the memory lane.

The winters too cold;

Warmed by your sheer presence,

The summer mornings and iced lemon tea.

Our walk;

In the rain and holding hands,

Under a single umbrella.

I still;

Smell your coolness and sense your fondle,

Like salty breeze flirting with the evenings.

I wish;

You would come back,

Like echos do from the mountains.

So what if;

The world coerces us to forfeit our love,

Like draining out all blood from the veins.

You and I;

Are,

Fire and wind;

Fire that ignites solely with the wind,

Soul and body;

Soul that inculcates life into the body.  

The love we share;

Is,

Like parallels, walking together yet never intersect,

Like sun melting into the sea but never consumed,

Like conjoined by heart still seem far apart.

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Infinity Is The Time…..Till Then, You Are Mine

You are my sunshine. I pursue you in the darkest juncture of my being. You are the moonlight, soaking me in your coolness each time the angst within tends to soar.

You are my anchor. I cling to you when gloomy waves endeavor washing my existence. You are my strength and shield. You guard me from my own fragility.

You are my friend. I bare my heart and soul unto you, often when I stumble on unconventional paths. You are my guide. I rely on you through the concealed lanes with nothing to loose but myself. 

You are the author, I can open up to in symphony. Like that open book, giving away each and every nuance. You are my poetry. I recite with my open wounds with the desire to alleviate.

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You are the ocean. I wish to awash, extending far down, into your depths, sail across borders and come back never again. You are the gush of air I urge for, in my every breath. I am revived as you sweep across.

You are my story. I love to narrate day to day, with great passion and zeal. You are my muse, in all forms of my art. Every curve of my sketch, every verse of my poem, every composition of my clicks, every stroke of my brush, seek you as the catalyst.

You are the fire. I draw close to you like a moth, only to be burned till infinity. You are the ice. My soul freezes within you, only to be melted away into nothingness when spring approaches.

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I drown into despair and you are my dirge. You make my woes strong and deep with every tempest. You are the melody I hum. I unfailingly get into reverie. I relish the oblivion when you are around. 

I am inevitably surrounded by you. Everywhere and anywhere I go. As far as my sight reaches. As long as my heart would beat. As deep as the ocean wraps me. As wide as the clouds appear to be. As close as the horizon seems. Never-ending, as the time should be.  

“You are... My infinity”

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At The End Of My Rainbow

I have been running for ages and miles now. I am gasping, struggling to respire. They are clenching me hard by my arm. Not letting me move ahead. It’s dark and cold out here. I am in the middle of nowhere now. I see light at the end of the bay, stare hard, with eyes shut, crafting my options in my head. 

My feet are cold, my head hurts a great deal. I am unable to move forward. I have to reach to the light. Stop impairing me, my heart is bleeding. "This is your only chance", my brain yells at me. Pushing me hard to move ahead. I fall down again. Try to slither away.

Why don’t you go away? Why can’t you leave me alone? I ask the shadows, barring my course. I am drowning with them. In the deep hollow. It is dark and cold out here. I am in the middle of nowhere now. There is no water to swim, no air to imbue within. I break out of their grasp. Sprint, pound, whizz in double time.

I am at the end of the bay, touching the light. The brightness blinds my sight. I was unable to see then, I am unable to see now. The contrast creating ripples in my arteries. My heart racing vigorously, wanting to bounce out of my chest. I listen to the murmur but refuse to open my eyes. 

I seem to have strayed too far to retrieve you. I search for you in my every breath. You are now at the end of the rainbow. You are smiling at me, waiting for me, spreading your arms. I rush towards you. I wish I had wings. I could glide my way then. I am yet to open my eyes though.

I am in your embrace. I feel your warmth. Sheltered and guarded, I open my eyes. You are smiling at me. “Good morning sweetheart!” You greet me, kissing my eyes. I smile back. I see the sun high in the sky. I close my eyes, yet again. “Let’s sleep for some more time” I say.

My soul lost in ecstasy. Serenades. 

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