First moment

That woman with a harmonizing smile,
Unveiled the world to my eyes…
Very gently she took her hand off,
Preventing the fiery lights twitch my gentle eyes…
She then held my hand and kept it close to my heart,
She encouraged me to see miles apart.
But when all those voices around that place frightened me,
She held me warmly close to herself
And she softly said: ‘I am with you baby!’
These words still comfort me,
This feeling still relaxes me,
That first moment still lasts…
Since my day 1 and till date,
For every fall or heart breaking thought,
For anything that goes wrong,
That feeling of love and her motherly hug,
Is what I would long…
It’s mommy I would need all through,
To calm me and unveil new challenges of life all through!
             

Oh... My poet

Oh... My poet
Write me a verse
Kiss my head with your words
Hug me with those pauses!
Bless me with those swallowed syllables
Cure me with your verse!

Oh my poet...
Write me a verse...
And therein help me be strong
And say you would pull me up,
When I go wrong!
Say... You would help me wipe off all tears
When I cry!
Say you would be the last one to hug me when I die!

I promise I would keep up that smile...
For keeping your strength when you watch me cry
I promise I would never hurt my life
For I know that you reside here... Deep inside!

And I... Your girl
Will then peacefully nestle
Close to you....
In the abode of your orotund carol!

Oh my poet...
Write me a verse
I am done with mine...
Just once... I beg... Come, Take your turn!

Darkness

An infinite canopy, an aimless path
The astute profusion
Calls you in to commence a journey into its hollows!

For once you are in,
It is the master and you its slave!

Shrieks into absolute silence it swallows,
Silencing all cries into its dearthy-profusion...
Driving you through invisible willows!

And there the broken autumn leaves lay lifeless,
Muting their passionate verses...
Surrendering to the air's whispering curses!

Darkness it is they say...
The misleading sucction...urge of the night!
The spirit's fury for the day!

It commences within the sedetive lullaby
And its end...
A mystery... Unasked... Untold...

All we know is that one truth
That your beloved drives you in...
Tempting you into an infinite kin!
And you the prey... Surrender with an undecisive will!
Into that darkness... The infinite emptiness!
-the_inkdiary

The broken brink

A glass, once broken at the brink
Can no longer serve a drink...
They say!!!
Broken ... And gone forever!!

But he, the man with a broken brink
Cursing himself in remorseful limns
Uttered his lonely shivers in ink!

But all those words just cut him deeper
Bruised and shattered the unharmed parts...
Making his soul even weaker!

So, he hastily collected all pieces
Whispering self pampering verses
To the blank paper pieces!
But his glass like past
Hurt him again... While collecting those pieces of glass!

And so he melted oneself into unity
No brim... No glass...
A single soul!
Away from all hurt and darkness of the past.

And hence, I limn
The story of how a pen,
Mended his master's broken brink!

My friend,
The broken brink might not serve your drink
But it is strong enough to make up for the crown of a king!

Innocent Rhymes!

"She wrapped herself in a pretty  dress ... 
And then on her waist a silver bow  did  she caress!

Then settled her hair into a bun 
And pinned up all the open ends  seeming  undone!

Thereafter she went to the mirror  wall 
Hair... wrist... shoes... She checked them all ... 
And then judged how high her heels went...
Then rated herself a ten on ten!

There after she went around the town
Wishing smiles to ones who once got a frown...

And so she said,
'Hey Miss muffet...
that's a pretty tuffet!

Hey Miss Jill,
Dare not climb up the hill...
Or else you will fall all over with that pail!

And you! Mr Incy Wincy Spider,
You must buy an auto glider
To ride you up to the water spout sooner!

Woohoo! Mr Humpty Dumpty
You better get down the wall
To avoid that bumpy-lumpy fall!'"

"Haha!" laughed mother,
That was a pretty story dear daughter!
But now it is time to sleep... Come on... Faster!"

"No.. No Mama!!!
The girl is not home as yet
Let her finish the rhyme town stroll set!!"
Said she, the tiny and innocent narrator mistress!

And on and on her story went!
And the doll strolling through the rhyme book bends!
Untill some dreamy pixie dust
Shut the little girls' eye vents!!!

-the_inkdiary

What if I say...

What if I say I want to be lost
Nowhere else but in your arms
Counting the beats of your heart!
My arms around your waist
And yours covering mine...
And then blessings to your girl you recite
Still and silent...
With muted words and purity inside!

And together we feel...
The oneness within our boundless love
The oneness beyond infinity!!!
Free... Within the cages of purity!

What if I say
I want you to be around me
I want you to hold my hand
And then
You and me... Say nothing at all
But at the skies we gaze...
Connecting heart to heart!
Taming each others fears
Curing each others scars!!!
Knotting together the broken theads that gave pain
And unbolting those handcuffs... Breaking those chains!

What if I said, all this in your name I would swear?
Would that be enough to bring you here?

The Autumn Leaf

That autumn leaf
Fallen from the topmost tree
Cried out his woes to one and all
Music they thought
He played while he thralled!

But hurt was he,
On detaching off the branch...
Teary was his soul,
On wandering in the odds alone...

Alone... He had to bear the rain ...
Rain which once was a blessing to him
Today seemed the clouds' refrain!

Alone... Did he break... And crush...
Bit by bit...
Leaving traces of his being... A brownish-dry bit!
Every time the stones he hit!

To you, I limn a story...
Of the autmn leaf ...
Who on breaking off the tree
To you did weep...
But instead the crunking of his soul
Came out as a music for lover's relief!
So pure was his soul
That magical were even his woes!