She asked if you were a melody what would you sound like? and your love notes played off my mind what would i sound like? my heart lingered... like the breeze whispering his name like the rain drops kissing the earth at his feet like his name upon my lips like our flowing rivers roaring in depth like the sun song upon his face like every dream about him i chase like all children of the world laughing in his eyes along with the nightingales of solitude like the moon of my pleasure howling at his absence wolf like the butterflies of my mind flapping their colored wings at his fingers wordily petting like their mad cheers at the gate on his birthday as if i was there and the sad tears rolling on my cheeks all day because i wasn't.. like the desert roses ballad at the his smiles monsoon like how it's too late too soon like all my dreams coming true at his sight may be i would sound like this night like every shooting star fall in the space filled of wishes may be i could sound like the loudest screams of his silence or the fifteen minutes of quietude at the edge of his bed like the thunder storms rising as he strikes his hair and the turbulent winds whistling, as he blinks like the aching violins of my waiting and the moonlight sonata of his arrival May be i would sound like the letters to him, i never sent or the poems, about him i wrote and never read may be i would sound like the words i heard of his lips, but he never said or like the old church ringing bells at the newly neighbouring weds like the cobblestone streets of real, waltz at our reel steps and for that matter, like the lens click cluck of our never taken photograph Oh my dear one, what to tell you... i would only sound like his love.
These eyes talk They move mountains, as they walk These eyes breathe a love that is my life and beyond These eyes fly with wings of hope wet with wishes yet gazing dry Holding my world in a stare. These eyes are my arms spread in your Classical pose They Hug you as tight They are day They are night These eyes are my light crashing the gates of your myth These eyes are my poems and your prose these eyes are my soul's expose at your heart fence, bare. These eyes are us, you and me where you are sky high and where i long to be the sun you are and the moon to me to you i rise in these eyes' everywhere. These eyes are the trips that i didn't take the memories that i am yet to make These eyes are my dreams coming true my ground distance violin the twirls i get at your sight to spin and the screams i have to mute at your fence bending gushing flute these eyes are my "if onlys" and "then" and for that matter, my wish i was there. These fan eyes, are time conquered, my prayers answered, my fears sheltered these eyes tenderly as they your way, lingered do kiss and tell, the lifetime story of my love.
I twirl to you and like a prayer answered, you rise You make me feel the felicity of all those bicycle rides, i never
actually had and the fervor of the roads by your side, my footsteps never crossed like every bet i heroically tossed and with my childish belief in miracles, you proved me right. The delirium of a moment in your arms i'm yet to live, but living! and the delight of having it back on repeat, every time your eyes hugging me, gaze. The exaltation of a an unwritten phrase, when read. and the frenzy of playing on shuffle, words, you never said. you make me feel like what i always wished to be, alive and dead. You make me live the times that are timeless. The beginnings that are
endless. like i have never been but fearless, you make me feel i can! I turn into my own Fan When your eyes scream my name in the pink borders ofa frame in your 15mn quietitude and your lips part for an autograph that i wirelessely to you, scribble You restore whatever life made sure to crash Speaking every truth i hush and doing to my mind what its butterflies burn for With you i break free, out of my every imagination box. I see my beauty in
your guts and spread my wings in a sky of your in me, faith. They count you in numbers when you are just made of my heart let them have their calculations my love we are into our love business that you master with every dimples flash and eye to eye chase The Black one on his way fierce on my sadness demons and most gentle to my ,at his pain, furious rage.
My magic is my magician. wearing his brave heart in black n white and a hat. You bring white rabbits from my mind pockets i never knew existed. loving u
gives my day wings like the dove of life you set free off my soul. turning my every blink into shutters to wonderland i pop of my pandora's box whole after you shred my fears into pieces and i proudly stand firm in your eyes with complete faith in your loud absence arrows, they never hit me only your silent presence, lovingly, do. you hide me in your mind's magical Tux and like an enchanted rose bud, at the touch of your wild spring nod, i bloom like the wabi-sabi cherry blossoms i spin in unfinished circles of wonder every word you keep inside, is but a living thunder that hurls in a quiet smokey sky and a Caffeinated shelter playing with the napkins of guilty pleasures into red ribbons of hope one dream at a thought unfolding as you alphabetically blink. I wake up to you i breathe you good morning and wrap you my hugs around your Northern wind's waist chirpily fly my sleepy still literal kiss with the blue bird Then i get up, swallow time embrace this life Because if it hasn't been exactly the way it is we probably wouldn't've even been. My Ikiagi you are and my Shibui. So, Here's to you in me the question mark and it's every life purpose reply.
I stare at the rain devouring my window pane the night is falling like a river of shadows, and i look for you. I look for you, in my one eye epic monologue watching the running water of the tab i forgot opened on a pile of staring dishes begging me for a bath your all night subconscious visit hangover aftermath left me pregnant with an unfinished poem that i left hanging at your acceptance armoire when you are that close and far the ultimate lover and the superstar i look for you when you are not the one you are when you run into your shadow on a random visit In this first hello after a lifetime of hesitation In your first line after a library of quotation in the early morning birdy sunshine in my first smoke after your four hours of sleep in my haunting your caffeiney musky scent of my rising steam in my every hazily blurring dream where you come in your every self louder in the mute like the Hamelin piper in his red cloak flute as i bewitchingly follow i look for you in my father's prayer in his favorite chair in the memories we didn't make but share in my running away from you to you i look for you in places you never was, but were in the long walks i take to lose my mind but i end up losing myself to you instead i look for you in an empty bed in the ecstatic waves kissing my bare feet on the distance shore in the tight little fist of that almost 3 years old on his balloon thread just like my hope i look for you in my burning kitchen utensils in my crowded blog draft box in my half read books no show birthday parties and never returned back missed calls i look for you in every dress that i buy and never wear in every eye that looks at me as i to my screen, stare for your late night thought in all the jokes i can't remember, but laugh at in every time i see a Leonard Cohen in a hat and the man who cannot die killing time to live in my chaotic life wardrobe in every gaze of your eyes that i literally, stop to look for myself as i look for you in those i only share with the sky in the warm breeze of your silent presence i look for you in my mother's long hours of sleep and my relieved sigh when she wakes up in the windy winters of my insomniac summer nights and the gloomy sunshine of my watching you swept off your feet of any other gush of air, that isn't my metrical storm And in the furthermost corner of my heart, that is not tainted yet with this time and its tantrums, i look for you In the smiles of children, at their favorite toy store i word touch your every part playing my verse into your heart engine turning you on so that i may find you in the prayers of their mothers, in the thrill of the first rain drop kiss on my wet face, i look for you.
Then i keep searching in the secret pockets of time in smiling tears of relief i saw after they turned on the lights in a Jab Tak Hai Jaan dark hall where i relocated to join the first day first show squad in every wish i with them have ever been had in the endless sea of hopes popping in your mentions in the my logging in at your handle flash, blood rush like a dream we never had, but live(d). holding the time still l look for you in my freedom mind cell veering on my years off a lyrical memoir
with a silver anklet of three words and an apostrophe through the bars of my want what a soul stunt! Off my poetic Trapeze with no safety net we just jump and i find myself in your eyes arms, falling you're a man out of time my love and i am a woman who lives in your timings'Tag hands Sometimes when you are around you are still no where to be found so i look for you in the Urdu Ghazals that i can't understand without translation in the Poetic Birthday Cake that i may never know if it to you, tasted as sweet And in my mountain rock solid belief that you do when i look for you, are for me, looking too.
What did we do? or what is it that we didn't do? what oceans of wrong doings have we crossed what winds of right doings should we blow? for you to just breeze for our life breathing to breathe for a little among this hardship, ease in the fire of our doubts, we melt to freeze and the guilt hammers don't seize beneath your turbulent calmness what clouds could be heavier than our hearts cracking in your absence for you to rain what mirage could be bigger than your words oasis in the desert of your silence what could be purer than our rolling tears on the cheeks of every morning rose, a lonely dew drawing sad faces on your already wet window pane waiting for a playful finger to turn the line curves upside down for a smile what could be louder than your eyes calling, thunder what could be more tender than in amidst all this sadness your heart made up laughter in a caption that is the talk of town unbuttoned under the waterfall of our longing soaked yet burning a bit fire to the time ash what could be harder than love birds chirping in the mute like a broken flute where the air just comes in and out without making a sound what could be larger than the sky that holds our every time prayer in your name, but our missing you what could be more solid than the earth we grow from like seeds every time you scatter us away than our faith in you what could be more generous than the sun kissing us after your lips and laying from us to your lips, a caress what could be ever messier than this mess but your un-defied morning messy hair challenging all rules of gravity and creating its own a still sleepy, too early to wake up now! frown and a half stretched arm reaching out to an all night peeping screen in the chase of sleep fat fingers scroll almost sealed lips, full on a hugging smile minutes pass, then an hour it's time then to shower and turn into the other side of the world another smoke on the way rising like the first ever sun ray bare feet steps into the day putting off the cigarette half but and aside on the king size bed, the 17 million love peeping notification screen, left on.
The words are wicked They play in your absence Hide and seek Only i am too drained to chase every dot and every phrase I let them win the race of hope and curl in my fear Those damned what if(s) and may be(s) are the demons i have to fight you are so far, at times Yet at others, so near Nothing i hear That is not your voice This is the song i only sing when you're sleeping These are the words i say when you can't hear me This is the way i look when you don't show And you will never know The poems i will not share The metaphoric dresses i may never wear The kisses i fly to your photo frame That your eyes wide open beneath those blue glares i hate can't frame nothing is without you the same The piercing blame but i won't let you around To my pains of this epic happiness nor to my smiling sadness No. I want you to feel better So when in the delirious phase I take shelter in my heart of heart "We are never apart!" My every night to bed prayer and i close my eyes on a wish of a long with you, dream I am not alive and not dead. Something in between, that has no name. not happy and not sad something in between, that has no heart. i am in the middle of myself looking for you voicelessly calling you the one who has his ears in his heart and his eyes hold his soul. i see it this way, Philosophizing anyway, as indifferently as desperate your absence is more presence your silence is but a Nightingale song that shatters all my reasons what you think you hide, is revealed the more you run away from love, It is opened arms to catch you unwritten words are spelled in blood ink un-captured sights rise in a blink what you want to unsee, sees you and what you don't want to know may be better than you, knows no way out but in without is deeper within going is coming and black is white dying is living painful is healing alone is together and away is just right here. Dressed up in darkness the moon in your eyes and the sun you are the light, the whole and the none taking coldness up your sleeves firestorms at your every touch slowing down is that racing rush distance is but our collision space is union your ice is but my fusion letting go is holding on and lost in your present absence, is in your very presence, found. all the verse i exhaust enjoy it and the lines you frost in me, melt Happen! for you are meant to be rise in my gloomy sky, you just in your place run when the path is inside out embrace life let it squeeze you the tighter the loose and draw that cratered smile Even if in teary letters we only of so much happiness, cry.
I don't celebrate anything anymore but the carnivals of your to my eyes, comings i await your lunar arrivals like the fasting believer awaits his feast crescent every gaze starves me full and leaves me as hungry the ebbs of your absence fall on my aching shoulders of want take at my resistance their toll i drift within my hallucinating tides in defense mode. Ready for your apparition all of a sudden i take my life off stripping every moment without you on the floor of my solitude bare feet, and heartfelt. In the Heavy smoke of my dreams i take a dip drenched in your wined gazing to my verse rib I bathe in your sunlight stare tub rubbed with your every hint petal soaked into the musky aroma of your indirect speech rinsing all my doubts away in a dotted peck that you melodiously send across the wireless universes to my dimpled cheeks starry sky i scent your returns amber drip in your every screaming murmur gliding in my vigorous linger skipping in every dip a beat washed away in the happiness floods of your burning heart laughter sinking my faceless face into your hiding glares purified in the sacred water of your drizzle rising so gracious you are my love you come and bring a whole new world of happenings in a peek, that is just as tender Howling your thunder and lightening my darkest in your storming silence, tempest.
Then I wear your alluring glimpse My branded new dress is your erupted pulse designer, your Chirping Kiss that i pick off your blood rush veins hanger i like to fit into your getting only younger free size scarred skin released from within like a gypsy thought that you finally managed to put into floral words I bloom in between your sealed lips roaming my curved mind hips in a poetic blaze weaved into your timeless maze my blushing lines, boldly hiss as loose as stitched and for my vagabond hair style i ride your rosy arrival for a while clutched and clipped sprinkled in your Aristocratic Oudh and almost ready to celebrate your every festive arrival serving my sweet surrender homemade rhyming cookies and flying you over, my bruises of the soul love pumped balloons. "Together" you said For this year and every coming one locked in your juicy lips and the rose petals of mine Some Bulgarian Vodka and French red wine spilled over the New year's celebration our love kiss fireworks.
