Suddenly

The earth cracked open a few inches below my feet.
I looked down, bewildered.
Have you ever noticed your own face when caught by surprise?
In a mirror, or in a photograph or in a reflection?
It's the most amusing thing to look at I tell you.
I wasn't scared or shocked so I bent down to take a closer look.
Water bubbled through that sudden crack and I saw my bewildered face.
The earth sealed up again without a breath.

What If?

unReal

I sit
and switch between
myself and my virtual selves.
Unlike the masks of reality,
all my virtual selves have identities-
an ID, a handle, a hashtag, a URL.
A plethora of activities, people and excitement,
I switch endlessly, tirelessly, pointlessly between these apps.
I know why I do it
as opposed to most people saying,
"I don't know why I do it, it's such a hollow life."
I am lonely.
I feel alone.
That's why I do it.

Black stars on grey

I met her on a winter's evening - a beautiful blur of blue,white and laughter. I didn't know who she was then. All I noticed was that she had mastered the art of smiling and thrust it upon everyone she met. Our eyes met that first time and I didn't feel the awkward need to look away immediately as humans usually do after making eye contact the first time(or maybe it's just me who does that!).
On an impulse, way out of boundaries, I took her hand in mine. She looked at me at this sudden development but didn't pull back. Our palms were a natural fit, the crevices of my hand locking into her's perfectly, no awkward fingers, no pokes from nails, no uncalled for sweatiness in the mild winter chill.
I was listening intently to everything she was saying and everything she wasn't.
Words eh? They're just not the only things in a conversation you know?
By now, I knew better than to make my usual bad jokes, I shut my mouth and listened to her.
I have always been silent around new folks and this was no exception, I wanted to learn more about her. She was a mountain and a valley at the same time, a giant black hole and the largest star. I think I wanted to kiss her right then and there. I didn't. I couldn't. But as the evening progressed I stepped outside the lines again and kissed her lightly on the mouth. Like the scotch from the evening swirling with the ice, things fell into place. I felt her heart pulse against my chest as I held her close.
We danced into the midnight haze.

sad sad poems

Something someone wrote to me over email once. The subject of the email was "sad sad poems".

if i were...time..

a moment is all i would search for..

just a moment in love with you..

a moment full of feelings..

unfolding my love for you..

if i were...time...

i would race towards the source..

of life of truth..

craving for the memories..

i have left behind..

to cry for the times,i thought..

i had u..

once again through every change..

in season..

i look for a reason to smile..

i see the magic call around..

asking time to shine down..

time has no answer for..

words unsaid..

mysteries of the world..

to unfold..

but if i were...time..

i would behold..

you with in me..

till eternity stands cold..

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craving your name on my hear,

i desire you in my dreams.

holding the hands of eternity

i make you my world

as it seems...

 

coming across reality,

holding tears so close

yet still i desire you

deep within my soul.

 

setting my wishes to fly,

i go beyond the truth,

holding you in my arms..

 

i desire you in

"MY HOPE"