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Sleepless

Sleepless nights have become a norm this week. Like a well gaurded secret , the night grows inside me till its ready to rip my thougts apart into million little dreams , some of which are already standing at the edge of nightmarish abyss.
It is not the thoughts that keep me awake but the fact that i have no thouht other than you. Call it my obsession or love for you , it matters not to me. You are the light I follow and search every moment am alone. Being even physically away from you any night makes me feel a part of me has been taken away from me. How does one sleep with one eye open or with one lung refusing to breathe ?
What has coffee to do with this you ask, knowing am more of a chai lover. Well, truth is chai reminds me of you , the way you like to have a different one each night and how much I love the weekly bed tea you get for me. So the craving for coffee to push your thoughts away from my head while I struggle with completing some work.
Sleepless nights have become a norm this week as much as keeping the night bulb on in the room. Trying to trash the shadows lurking around me, I await the dawn to hear your morning wishes.
What have you done to me , I wonder in vain. I know its not you or me but just that fact that its just you and me , me and you , you for me and me for you forever and ever.
Come home soon.
I miss my sleep now.

Tonight

Let the darkness be,
It does not matter anymore,
Let it spread inside out
Or seep a bit from sides,
It does not matter today.
Let people assume we follow them,
Or some one making us lead him,
What difference would it make,
We are , we would be like this
Always stuck between leaders and a pack.
But it does not matter today.
‘Cause today i sit beside you
And realize I only need you
To hear my silence and reply likewise,
I depend on you to ask me anything
But not expect any sensible reply.
I instead unwrap my curiosities
And feed them to imagination
Losing myself in the taste of kisses
That i steal at every red light.
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smile & silence : Two posts for #OctPoWriMo

I skipped writing yesterday , So please bear with two poems in this post [ both off the prompt perhaps ]

His smile

slight curve
of the silent lips
he fills my soul
slowly, sweetly;
sweaty palms
on my skin,
fingers sketching
trails of sin,
sigh, moan,
his eyes shine
oh love,I lust for
the way you smile…

Today’s prompt is silence. I have rarely liked being silent or silent people. there was a time when after a while , silence would make me uncomfortable. It changed when I had to move to a new city and was alone most weekends. Here is a thought on those days –

Lonliness – a mistress I keep
for company in nights
when all world sleeps
but not my thoughts;
silence – the child i never sought
until one night the knocks
on my heart’s door
took away my sleep;
there was much to learn
and so much more to know
about my love , my fears,
my denial and the pain,
my acceptance , be it late.
There was much to let go of,
the world was no more known
silence and loneliness took over
and I was never the same again.
 
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This is for OctPoWriMo # 13 , 14

Don't Hide [ #OctPoWriMo day 2]


 
Dark are the curves and corners of soul,
Oh words, please show up tonight;
New metaphors are debating my worth
Other devices of poetry are shying away,
Tonight my heart seek some blank space;
Hear my unsaid songs , come sit with me a while
Invite your friends along , lets make a nice little post,
Dreams and past , are both on table for you,
Evening has arrived, please grace my home now.
 
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This is and Acrostic written for Day 2 OctPoWriMo
 

Embers

scattered in sand
embers of a saltwood fire
face to face with stars
her shimmering eyes spill
yards of velvet stained lust
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This is a Tan Renga that I learned about from Carpe diem.  after a long time , some poetry interested me so tried my hand at linking my lines to the original haiku by Jane Reichhold.
More details and more such lines here
This is also inspired by words from wordle 112 @ The Sunday Whirl

A to Z challenge : Lonely nights

Much has been written,
And said
Of nights in our times
Foggy like ghosts of dead.

Hollow eyes stay glued
To hopes
We neither understand
Nor we pull those ropes.

Confused emotions
And dreams
Lie bleeding in heart
Supressing the screams.

In silent whispers of loss
And loneliness
I scribble these verses
N order to be blessed.

Pardon my sharp tongue
And loud voice
Remember the tears,
The would pay the price.

In dark i lie awake
And alone
Awaiting the dawn of love
Melting the stares so cold.

If once you turned back
To see
The eyes are set on roads
That bring you to me