Fountain

I rise from you
Up, ecstatic
I fall back to you
Rejoiced, rippled
Collected in a pool
Tranquilized, possessed.


I am finding myself
After losing 
Into you.

Gift?

The silver box is packed
In the hope to see a smile
The folds pressing love
Layer by layer...


The silver box is opened
In disbelief
And numbness creeps in
With each fold.


That smile slowly fades away
And instead
A tear is dropped.


Wouldn't you love such a gift?

He loves me/ He loves me not !

A parchment lying

In corner table there

A thin film of dust

Has yellowed it a bit

The corners curved

Frictioned by thick air

That flows

To settle.

A closer look

And the two eyes

Looked straight into mine

Just the eyes there.

Jinxed,

I listen the bitter-sweet-bitter tale.

It's been a while now.

He's not here yet.

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What shall I call it?

Somber eyes

Or unsketched face.

And it's

Both.

He Says...

She's in a deep sleep.

Not everyone knows it.

But trust me,

She's in a deep sleep.

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Diamond

Undiscovered, rare.

And just the rough they saw !

How do I blame them?

For

It needs to be me

To see you.

Utopia It Is…

Today he’s laughing

Today’s he’s enjoying

Full of life, full of love

A day of his puppets

Reflects his verve.

A perfect day planned for them

A classic you see begins;

They yearned for it

So out of reach it seemed

But today they are living their dream.

The subtle fragrance of incense and flowers

Gently wafts in the breeze

Yes truly this is

How it begins!

Purity of hearts

Serenity of minds

That’s how the utopian mates

Were puppets divine.

Gurgling water splashing over stones

The bubbles dance, sings that song

Of the joy that each moment holds

The endless tale of eternal bliss

Putting life to lifeless

Utopia it is…

Making way through those slippery stones

A quest to capture moments so fine

Those cheers and floating laughter

Gawd! It’s all so hard to define.

The melted chocolate

Slaking the souls

Both of them

Enjoying the luxury of their roles

The air of togetherness

Raising the spirits

And those silly attempts to startle, amuse and tease

Aah! Utopia it is…

The master rejoices

For putting up such a fine show

With a heavy heart he drops the curtain

And his tears of joy begins to pour

But the magic of this day will never cease

That’s why we say

Utopia it is

Utopia it is…

Wonder

Ecstasy

is to find 

what you lost

ages ago.

What you dreamt today

can still be lived !

But

to live

a day spent

years ago is;

Wonder.

Someday...

My contours ripple

neatly combed by waters

gushes smooth

will soon be carried by the billows

miles away...

You sit there

gazing strongly

where in depths

I lie...

And again

you smile today.

I meet you here everyday

hoping that the stream

would flow back

someday...

Never go away…

They said-

It was over.

Yes, why shouldn’t it?

It had to.

But it didn’t.

They said-

It took away everything.

Everything.

Yes, Isn’t?

No, it didn’t.

Something

Kept safely in a corner there

Still lingered.

Growing through a window

Where prospects were born inside walls

It lived.

Why they wonder?

Aah! Yes…

Someone still lived.

Rose

Neatly pressed in those pages

Turned golden

Is my red rose

Turned golden

Are the days of yore.

Carrying soft fragrance

Of some old world

Still preserved in those petals.

Takes me to a place

Where winning some silly game

My cheers grow loud

And your eyes gleamed

I didn’t know

Why!

A smile collected

On a page

A page etched

Of a rose.

Red.. yellow.. Gold..

My life nothing

But  strokes

Of  few fond colours.

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As I hold these grains of sand

It aches to see them 

Slip away.

A curtain specked

Unfurled through my fingers.

Away...

Away it goes...

And then a smile escapes.

I know one day

Each one would come back as
Pearl.

ps: Cheers to gorgeous moments..!!

Me Verses You…

Gaze pressed against frozen window pane

And humming some long forgotten tune

Spawning corn fields 

Of thin air

That slowly turn golden

Of your warm memories.

Reminded of a familiar scent

Taking places

Glimmering our happy faces.

Snowed for years

But a spread of sun over it

And pellucid cascade

Bathed in own soul.

Gush pristine

Of a quill possessed

Overwhelmed

Words few

Is me verses you…

Take Care!

Walking through those streets

Endless footmarks

Of my own treads

I get.

Acquainted alone…

Every night I search for it

A smile distanced

Where a tear was scraped out

Alas!  Some forgotten road…

Take me there

Where I can catch one glimpse

Of your silly scorn

And laugh unrestrained.

Rare Sojourn…

Soft breeze,

Endless water,

Pondering …

Yeah, what else!

Waves combed to your contours.

It seems the world has fallen in love with you.

Forgotten rains, melted crests,

Gushing past me.

 The cool calm reminisces,

Gushing inside me.

Your numerous smiles,

Of forgotten origins fly across.

Aah...You,

One elixir,

A paragon of love unleashed.

Some agitation…

The Adam’s ale brewing,

Intoxicated, dancing to some wild tune,

Disturbing my impassioned thoughts.

The small swirls swell bigger,

And up comes one beauty.

Astonished, afraid,

 I retreat.

She sits by me,

Drying her tresses.

Myriad questions, tongue tied,

I gaze in disbelief.

And when she looked into my eyes,

More surprised she seemed.

Staring at me,

She made a brief greet.

I uttered hard:

Oh Mermaid!

Does water spirit really exist?

Those great tales of yore.

Vague chimera, another fantasy.

But now I see.

 Nodded delightedly,

 And then she bade.

Calling her back I asked,

 The purpose of rare sojourn we had.

To my curiosity

Of being at the brim

Heard of late,

She sang this hymn,

Oh Gal!

Does Love really exist?

Those great tales of yore.

Vague chimera, another fantasy.

But now I see.

One’s life,

Another’s folklore.

Smiles, further smiles,

And both plunged into life once more.

Waves combed to your contours.

Yes, the world has fallen in love with you.

Arm around my shoulder

And softly you say,

Come, let’s go home

Getting dark by the bay!

~Possessed by Artist~

Various Verses II

(1)

No drops I saw

Yet it rippled

Silence swarmed

And gently echoed

The breeze that swept my tresses

Never blew.

You didn't speak anything

And I heard

All.

(2)

The kiss of love

The touch of art

And my life lustres

With the magic of one moment.

The eternity you brought

They call my life,

" One Halcyon. "

PS: Dedicated to my dear mates "Aham and Anahita".

Nothing But Love

She wanted nothing but love

She desired nothing but love

She seeked nothing but love

Nothing, nothing but love.

She lived for him

Transforming to his ways

Was molding all her wax

To be his soul mate.

Her world was confined to him

But to her it was infinite

She often said it aloud:

“Me and my world, rest I don’t care about.”

But unfortunate winds blew

And times turned sour

Getting hold of a better plan

He excused himself to make a new start.

A myriad questions

Swelled up her tears

Not complaining the least

She thought the problem lied in her.

She lost her world

And was bidding goodbye to all

But now she too had to

Move on, move on…

Losing her soul

She had to be wise

And so embracing the heaven

She closed her eyes.

The boy there realizes his mistake

He then rushes back to apologize

Deciding he would hand himself to her

To punish him as badly as she feels like.

Picking up her favorite flowers

He reaches her home

Just to find her soulless body

Coming out of the door.

Devastated on his knees

He cries out aloud

Writhing for forgiveness

But the heartless girl, she would not speak out.

Seeing his girl in no mood of avenge

His penance, he himself decides

To live as a guilty man forever

And remember his ugly face till he dies.

50 years later, he sits in his courtyard

Remorsing a story bygone

“Once upon a time there lived a girl

Who asked nothing but love, nothing but love.”

Various Verses…

(1)

Reflected me

It shone my beauty

That Thespian hero gazed into the pool

But you lured me into those two

I plunged

I drowned

I lived.

…

(2)

No you haven’t told me

In dull, insipid words

But I could listen

In your silence

Or read between those words

Which were left fumbling

For me to ponder…

…

(3)

Thick blue mist hovered

Nebula threw up that genie

And he asked me to make three.

I wished you

I wished you

I wished you.

He told me I wasted two.

I replied, he wasted three.

He smiled and moved on…

Image Illustration: Painting by Anirban Chakraborty.

Oil pastel, 2002, took about a month’s time. One of Artist’s personal favourites, mine as well.

Infinity...

You are a mirror

I'm another

And now when we are together

We reflect infinity.

I'm a mirror

You are another

And when we walk together

We move into eternity.

When I see you

I find my own reflection

And when I peep into myself

I've lost all to you.

Where am I?

Where are you?

Into infinity...

Wherever I See...

I don’t see faces,

I see a face.

I don’t hear voices,

I hear a voice.

I don’t look for you,

Or I do?

Wherever I see,

You come up looking for me…

PS: This poem was written on 12th May '09 and it reminds me of my first reader who read it the same day and named it too. A small gift,this is a token of thanks dear.

*In the next post you will find another poem which follows this.