Friday, October 21, 2011


Flowers are tired , weary ,but the leaves blaze
God leaves not my world without colour
and the soft dusty path , that autumn treads
from green to gold
smiling all the while
carrying shining fragrant paddy
on its shoulder...
While rosy apples steal colour
from the cheeks of
sunny haired children 
and bounty, with a bushel full of walnuts
comes to town ,
dressed in fiery red and gold
On the residency road
women peep into woolen shops
and anxiously ,
open lean wallets....
gold and riches come,
but to nature alone....

Saturday, October 8, 2011



where is your laughter?
I used to hear it
in the crackle
of the rosy cheeked leaves of the autumn chinars
in the babbling of the mercurial brooks
and in the birds in my garden ....

Now i hear words ,
meaningless and plain
on and on
spoken from heartless tongues
and from bewildering thoughts..... in newspapers ...

There are apples ,still,  in your orchards
and paddy still in your paddy lands
but no children come to steal the lonely apples
and no birds merrily
loot the paddy .....

Women do not venture out to sing
of thankfulness for the harvest,
as if afraid ,
and the men who couldnt protect them ,
the men seem slow ....

Autumn is here
despondently , and with dragging footsteps
as if it would like to be else where ..........

Loves mercy

A life of love is but to live , the rest will perish away
love binds the moon to the sky and stars to your eyes ....
the sun in your tresses like golden laughter, clings and sways ...
and I smile in delight .... a life without love ?
Death procastinates...mesmerised
merry is the dance of love ,
all encompassing ......
Was iblis afraid to share Gods love with Adam .....?
Will my beloved forget me ?
and will i forget to love ?
he thinks , and shudders
I will destroy love itself , but will not share .
And weapons were forged .
The dizzy reality.... love is indestructible ,
despair is its nourishment and attainment its nemisis ,
i would travel fall and rise again ,
the sweetest journey is that travelled with bleeding feet
i will not accept soothing words or pleasentaries
i would thrive in tempests and rain ....
Give me a life of pain and want
I pray for unkept promises and stolen moments
I pray for an unrealised sight of your face
do not smile at me ....
do not say i love you .....