Remember, our first kiss? I really don’t have a clue, how I came close to you, but suddenly you were in my arms! I saw something in your eyes, so enchanting, so sparkling, like the rain soaked, midnight moon. I still dream of that glow in your eyes.
Emanating from those deep, doe shaped black eyes , blotted with love, rising up, encircling me, into the surreal world we made together, for the moment that belonged entirely to us.
I wish, I could read these lines from my diary and they would come alive. I wish I could have seen you again.
Lost in the black of your kohl lined eyes,
Forever, in you, let me kiss the purple skies,
Remind me, if I forget to play the game,
Wash the dust from your name!
Remember how you wanted to get soaked in the monsoon’s first rain drops? I don’t know how the heavens poured so hard, that we were stuck at the coffee shop for half the night, and you could finally get under the rain, did they taste sweet? Everything that seems to touch you does, at least. I wish we could swim in the fish bowl, laughing and playing, lost again, all night, and the nights to come by.
I wish, I could read these lines from my diary and they would come alive. I wish you were here.
So many poetries to write, but lost for words,
You show me the ‘paradox’ called life- a few torn chords!
Remind me, if I forget to keep track of time,
Because I too need to heal and rhyme!
Remember how we used to look straight to the horizon, that thin line between the earth and the sky, Sweetheart, that is where we made the castle of our dreams. Love is blind and sadly, the horizon never existed, and all the things that we imagined, beyond it, didn’t too. But it feels good to dream, it can change your life, isn’t it? Sometimes I tend to forget, how your face felt, when I touched you, how your lips trembled when I kissed them, how tight your hands held mine, when you were sad and how salty your tears tasted, when you hid your face into me and cried. I wish I could just sit next to you, shoulder-to-shoulder, and read the first ever poem I wrote for you.
I wish, I could read these lines from my diary and they would come alive. I wish you were her beside me.
I wish the blue jay would fly in again,
Wrap my dreams, in its little wings of pain,
The innocence has grown, the dream is slain,
The beast is out, lurking, to kill someone, again,
Fly, away blue jay, back to the horizon, into the rain!
From where you answered my call,
From where the tears and stars fall,
Never to come back…
… Never to come back…!