X'mas Eve

Today, i write my  saddest lines
My mind shivers in pain
Blood boils in  my veins ..
Red wine tastes like fire on my lips ..

I dread the silence of the night
Not even a twig has moved ..
The northern wind which
brings me your news
have swayed away to a distant ocean

I could hear a distinct laughter
Your big eyes swells up with love
Today , on this saddest day
Its placed in an alter of your lord

I a midget , a house fly
A dishonest rat , an ugliest pig
lay in the deepest drench
On a beautiful Xmas eve ...

Dream Land

Dream land  !

Drops of tears have fallen
on the screen blurring my vision
Still i write commissioned in our  love

Your paintings transform into lifeforms
dance as i close my eyes
Blood oozes out from thier heart
I see their pain and anguish

In the cinema city i was all alone
Wished you were near me
To select me the movies
And the enjoy our passion for art

Those days when we stood in the queue
And ran and rushed  to sit on floor
Like teenagers excited and shameless
and watched those classics
Our bodies glued as a statue

Those days when i recited Maykowsky
With only a candle of poetry burning
I remember you like an eager lover
drew love circles on my chest playfully

Those days will return  for sure some day
bringing us closer to our dreamland
Let us not dither on trivialities of life
Lets not allow the world to destroy our love ..
And our poetry, after all