Empty hopes

Hopes that build on
Desires
That feed on
The imagination
And thoughts.
The weather
Only makes it
Complicated.
And the strength
The wild spirit
It all adds on.
Empty hopes.
Fuel is what
The fire requires.
Hopes that build on.
Desires that feed on
Imagination
And thoughts.

Leaving the kiss - midway

His lips still warm
With the moist touch
Wavering at a slight touch.
Arms still ready
To hold.
Legs all charged
To wrap around.
Heart thumping hard
Pounding
Millions of emotions.
Face juggling amidst
Many expressions.
Fingers aching to run down
The skin.
Leaving a kiss
Midway.

No following!

Be your raw self
Inhibited
Free.
Challenging society
The norms
The normality.
Just be.
No limits.
No trends.
No following.
Rawness will shine
From beneath.
Challenge
The customisation.
The lines.
The demands.
Just be.
The raw self.
Free.

Life of a model

It's all about
Those five minutes
Of performance.
The world may break loose
Before and after.
You maybe a no one
At all other times.
It is in show
You gotta be fine.
The right emotion
Delivered
With right expression.
In that one minute to fame.
On ramp.
In gallery.
In a photograph.
Where you are
A name.
Inside
A whirlwind may run.
While in performance
Everyone is a Hun.
You gotta smile
And walk by
And say Hi
And keep upstide.
The posture!
The gestures.
Everything
Gotta be
Fine.
A show must go on.
The twinkle may sell on.
What is lost
Is the soul.
The feelings.
In a dark hole.
Gradually
Becoming stone.
One by one.
Piece by piece.
What is repressed
Is love beneath.
Shrouded with the lights
Of smile
And postures.
And fame.
A name.

Ravongla trance

It's a blue moon
With a plant
As a white silhouette.
Birds flying out of it
Are black.
Together they make yin yang
Only in abstract.
The moon has come down
Just for me
In a valley
Full of trees.
Freedom flows
In chains
So free
So named.
Trunks glorify the place
Thick ones
All around.
The moon has come down
Just for me.
Amidst the trees
Through a path
It simply flows.
Into silver waves
Bubbling across the valley.
Carrying beauty, power, bliss.
Filling hearts
With gratitude.
The moon
It is so close.
Upon a throne of
Banana leaves.
I can see it
Through a ferns net.
From the womb
It glows
So bright
So filtered.
Like a yin and yang
Completing the picture.
The clouds wait
With open arms
In a dark night sky
Carrying a silver line.
The leaves
On the dark trees
Rise up
Shining with love
Towards the sky
Along with moon
Right in their palms.
Shading it mildly
With a captivating charm.
The moon has come down
Just for me.
Off you go moon
Let everyone under you
Sit.
Bless all
With love and peace.
Rain down
In silver streaks.
It's a silver sky
With silver clouds beneath.

Sikkim! Thou are so woman like!

The blue sky and lakes
Offer endlessness
The eternity.
The gigantic mass of
Forest
Welcomes with nurture.
Aah! The eternity of it
To flow with flow
Like the river
Which everywhere sits.
Teesta Teesta!
Look!
The waterfalls.
The snowy purity.
The flowery shroud.
It keeps going
The wonder ride.
Flora with fauna
The variety of it.
The chaos!
Working its way around.
Right beside.
The magic flows
Deep into the mind.
Heart shrills
With the tediousness
And dreaminess of it.
Magic land indeed
Amidst it
I sit.
So beautiful, so powerful,
Rain and landslides.
So challenging, so peaceful
So full of rough roads
With warmth & joy
Most of the times.
So crazy, so moody,
So at one with self.
Also with fragmented rhymes.
Sikkim!
Though are so woman like.

Night in Lachen

Rain in night
with river in ears.
Trip of a beautiful memory
Continues here
Amidst fireflies
And the reflection of light
In the shape of an arrow
Made up of glowing dots
Upon a tin shed of a roof
Below many flags
Of chi
Bathing in rain and
Yellow light.
The arrow points towards
Just this direction.
And right beside
Are two thrones
Made up of
Not bricks
but ancient rocks.
The mountains make
Their presence felt suddenly.
Gigantic
Behind these modern
Constructions.
The trees glow like two
Making love, dancing
Amidst thousands of trees
In the background
Who had met (me)
Just this evening.
I look at the
Glowing fireflies
I dance
To the tune of night.
The tree connection
Blooms in the closed eyes.
I open them
And meet fireflies.

Flutters in my soul

If only
I could have
Sent you a kiss
An embrace
My craving face.
If only I could have
filled you
Deep inside
My every pore.
Your name
It gives me shudders
The unsaid
Connection.
Teenage flutters.
Way beyond relations
Or names
Or meeting
But your name.
Aah! The unsaid
Flutters in my soul
Your name
Still bathing
In rain
And coal.