Monday, July 21, 2014


Charukeshi *

17 July 2014 at 20:13

*Charukeshi is a Hindustani Classical  Rag.

Applauding raindrops

on mindless restless windscreen,
and inside in my palm
two trembling doves.
Its you.

Did I not burn you
in forest fragrance ?
Did I not Burn myself too
in the groans of smothered bed ?
Yet, We wanted little or nothing
from each other.

I kept loving you
like " Charukeshi Rag"
until I was a tired soul,
until I turned to a fossilized rock of Bidisha.

Tonight, for whole night
you are everywhere and nowhere.
some truth tremble

some lies too,
You start and finish me.

And I like the distant star
roll myself into myself
like some ignored starfish
while in between the crease
of your yellow dress you
stacked away your love
in some unknown cave.