Appearance

Words

That flowed ceaselessly once

Struggle  now

To make an appearance

On the stage

Where every emotion

Is put on display

To catch eye of those

Who might have felt

The same

Just what the words depict

Who might have witnessed

The same

Just what the words sketch

 

Words

In trying to make an appearance

Already made one!

What a Blank Page Says…

The pages are often left blank

So much to express

But nothing to say

So much to understand

But nothing to soothe

So much to ponder on

But nothing to shape

When a blank page says it all

No one could read…

Tickles sunhari yaadon ki…

Vo kachar pachar ka mazaa

In cool bright-dull twilight

Momos ki tikhi chatni ki sisi

With every spicy tongue-tingling bite

Namkeen bhuni moonfaliyaan

Sheer ‘roasted’ delight

Samosi ka garama garam hona

I conveniently forget I am on diet

Meethi khatti shikanji

Whenever ‘hot’ bites give a fright!

Aisa bahut kuchh

That I shared with you

Yaad aayega jab bhi

These memories will give a tickle

Gudgudi

Of a well-spent time of togetherness!

Shanay Shanay

I didn’t realise
At first

That now…

I smile less often
I regret more

I touch flowers less
I mourn dried leaves more

I watch stars less
I see darkness more

I live (life) less
I assume (worse) more

I drink laughter less
I eat sustenance more

I work more
I enjoy it less

I run more
I walk less

I see wrinkles more
But the ‘joy’ behind them less

And now it’s
All staring right at my face

Everything happened
Quietly, very slowly
Too painfully slow.

Shanay-shanay
Everything changed!

Haunting Bonds (Inspired by ‘Kankaal’ by Jai Shankar Prasad)

The bonds
Of lovers
Of Siblings
Of Motherhood
Of Studentship
Of Friendship

Were initiated
With apprehension
Nurtured with care
Cared for with life
Then ignored due to boredom
And Ultimately
Forgotten with desperation!

And they all
Comeback from grave
With a vengeance
To haunt
So much so that
The life
Lived and visualised
Seem a waste
A Skeleton

If not for the selfless service
Of the humanity
Of those
Who need love
More than the bonds
You had grown fond of
And then grown tired of!