Urge

dear ocean-

today

the rivers of  my heart

full with love

for you, left me

naming my heart lonely.

they became you!

would you love back somehow ?

feelings

they come
they go
they smile
they hide
possess
obssess
halt
pass by
cajole
play
never think
never say
you never know
when they stop and start
feelings
creep up
surround
climb down the
mountains in the heart
just like that.
if you could ever
hold a feeling in your hand
you would know
it is made of atoms from the chaos-land

Everyday drives

everyday drives
to the noonward skies
under canopy of trees
speckled with shadows
of branches entwined
meandering ways
wild and maze
when pure thoughts
come and play
to the rhythm of the music
from the paths that lay
waiting.
and if this be the reason
to meet yourself on the way
why not concede
I'am lost and found everyday

there is bliss
and then there are-
everyday drives
to the nightward skies
or the sunsets
conceling onsets
of ominous frets
dashing old dreams to fires
drawing warmth
to bear new desires
a cold night would keep
in its heart.
and if this be the reason
to dread the finish line
why not concede
I'am haunted by the nights everyday

Missed Connections

our story has long ended.
eyes met
yet
under the blanket of thoughts
words slept
silences crept
through hesitant smiles
as we perfected
the art of looking sideways.
that story of missed connections
has long ended.
but now if your heart tended
towards mine
which has much mended
and so it'd be fine
if you were to rewrite
nimble new colors
you might
as well find
in me
just be kind
to see.
no promise
of other ending
no promise
of glory
but atleast
a better story

Aftermath

wish
we swapped our hearts
then
we would both know
how it feels
I would know your
prayers
you would know my
wish


-Son

Dichotomy of duty

some words look at you
the way others don't
beg stare love
even if you don't
requite
waves embrace the sands
yet they never stay
you touch the words
and look away
slowly
you know you like them
how waves like the shore
wouldn't a wave feel betrayed by the sea
what color creeps within its core
i wonder
a wave has to but surrender
to the deep sea

Wish

my heart is but in ruins

or I would have 

brought you home someday

yet

I will not stop you

if you wish to pay

visit

walking over the labyrinth 

whispering fallen bricks will lead you to my stay-

an open block

we could sit over a little rock

enjoying the dust and the rubble play

I could be me and you could be you

drawing dreams

wherein blueprints of our fortunes lay