There is a freckleWho is quite close to my heart. A small thing, unseen by many. Shrouded in mystery, sometimes in modesty. Not much to say, not enough to see. A little pale, a little red--A weak stop sign for the rest of the world. Not as red as he is greenHe won't go, won't fade awayTells me he is unfazed … Continue reading Freckle
My Bangalore - A Collage of Senses See The bougainvillea Pink and fresh and everywhere. Peeking out at you Saying hello from Verandahs and fences and parks.
You kiss me where the end Of my smile met my cheek. Your lips do not find my lips there anymore. Your head on my belly Up and down Your black shock of hair Sinking rising Like a ship lost to sea.
When I leave I'll leave with you:
It's just so sad That we only skimmed the surface of the blue-green waters of our lives.
I won't ask you to be mine Because you already are Just like I am yours. True, no one ever looks at us And thinks, soul-mates. Their narrow-minded eyes Cannot see beyond Conventional definitions Gifted to them years ago. For I'm The ladybird you're the butterfly Divided by species By ground and air. … Continue reading Fusion
My last kiss With you Will be fierce. My mouth imprints on yours Creating a road-map for ever A path through the wilderness That years of routine cannot fade away. My last kiss With you Will be painful. How else will I remember the contours of your smile? How else will you Remember … Continue reading Last Kiss