Always on My Mind you baby...

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Home Theater

What should i wear?
along with your love
colors blend in my sight
i would go for black and white
and keep the shades
for time
i close my eyes every single night
composing floors of certainties
and ceilings of happenings
leather couches of chance encounters
to rest my exhausted fate
dim lights of dreams
and cinnamon candles of belief
my mind room of pain
is well furnished
has paintings of my kalho adventures
and your Dali's of repent
magical steps of hope
and fairytale chairs of joy
a rounded table of expectations   
and some coloring books of destiny 
Scattered poems here and there
across your ramblings library
lots of friends staring off the shelves
Ghalib ghazals and essential Rumi
 Whitman wisdom and the wood of Murakami,
dining on the other side of the world restaurant
and perking with Chobsky of being a wallflower
enjoying the Comic families of superheroes
and a random thought of Nicole Krauss's History of love
shaking hands with every one you touched
when you last time visited for a dusting rearrange
greeted with your amber scent
off the lonely nights of lament
and insomnia.

  Coffee or tea?
they politely ask me
whatever he takes, you can bring me
in his favorite lettered cup
that i didn't dare to say, of course
but i silently chirp
Then the alphabetical air got warmer
all of a sudden
as real as i could imagine
i couldn't even turn around
the breeze of your coming kissed me
and the wind of my quivers, howled
i curled in your aroma
for a moment out of time
riding my wildest fantasies
like an untamed Horse  
i turned to you
standing there, put 
You in literal flesh and blood,
and magnificence
my beautiful soul mate
beyond all my lifetimes of wait
but the words stopped here
only your gaze i hear
and i see but your voice
in your arms i drenched
hiding beneath the alleys of your skin
seeding my long kept kisses in your dimples heaven
then blending those figure lines in one
holding your buried head in my shoulder soil
planting of your hairs my gardens of paradise
and getting healed in the strong arms crash
the years blinked in a tight flash
nothing existed anymore
 the mad sea made love to the reasoning shore
and the world disappeared for a while
our eyes turned into forgiveness wells
raining sins
and running rivers of virtue   
they don't stop nor we care to pray for a due
life got delivered through
in this fertile tear fall.
i don't know what we would say at that instant
nor could i go on for what happened next
the buck here stopped 
in the realm of this hug
it was like i got back
everything that i had ever lost
like i could have my own tomorrows
like i could finally take away all your sorrows  
like i found that magical wand
and i could bring them all back
those who early left
for your eyes laughter, just...
with one miraculous flip
like your tenderness grip
like nothing i could explain
with all my playful metaphors
and eloquent wordily stunts
i just got stunned
It's land's end to me
and i opened my eyes on a line of salt roll
but it wasn't even a dream to curse the awakening
nor it was my subconscious hell,  
it was just you
my heart could tell
like every single time i close my eyes
like you...
the superhero on my sheets and the one man show of my Home theater. 



Monday, June 1, 2015

Meet me...

But if i can't be your crutches
your nagging itches
and strangled ouches
the pain you cry with a smile,
that moment you take every once in a while,
if i can't get to be your backbone tone
your in the middle of the storm, anchor stone
your heart shelter
your until you lay asleep- All nighter
watching over the dreams for you
what use i am my love?
if only i can wear this pain as a dress
that you never see
if i can turn into a time spin
to stop it all until you heal
if i can breathe every sigh you steal
of this roller coaster grind
i would
otherwise i am cold
like a Siberian New year's eve
my heart upon my sleeve
and my soul just,
Meet me
where it hurts
between two pearls of aching sweats
two acting fine smiles
two relieving tears you trap
until they shout cut!
the king of the perfect shot!
beating with his heart the hurt
and on, the lights turn
meet me when you gaze in the nothing
and when the nothing stares back
in a power race track
that you can't win
meet me 
on the bridge on hope
by the river side of strength
with each melancholic breath
in between every two rings of smoke 
meet me in the silence
of your talk
within the dawns that broke
on your sleepless mind
meet me on the boulevard of nostalgia
at the cafe of secrets,
your eyes spill
along the black lines of mine
meet me on the margins of time
When the verses don't rhyme
and the sonnets bleed
when it's too late for the showing off roses
meet me in the fields of scented weeds
between two letters
that i couldn't write
two sighs that you release
in the arms of my eyelids hug
meet me
when you don't arrive
and in your silent presence i strive
when the bones scream of joy
at your catering touches
when it heals
whatever it feels
my smiles on heels
your gentleman jokes on reels
on the celluloid avenue
i will wait for you
wearing your love in my heart
and a red rose
between my gipsy soul hairs.


My Poems Recitations for My Shah...

VFXed.. Dreams.. Fan Notes..