*When Death Comes*

When death comes

I would like to meet her old

Not like the age but like old friends 

Sitting on a table and catching up with life 

She telling me all her stories of time and me mine.

Mine you see are, well honestly "plain"

Yet she, with open arms sipping her whisky, listens

I go on and on with everything I've got!

Eventually we arrive at now,

Having relived all my past and every what if that is not! 

At now, Silence 

In that silence, I sense something 

an understanding that my time is up and her drink is over.

I smile nervously and she with her kind eyes.. "it's time" she whispers. 

Together We get up, hand in hand,

Clear my tab and leave.

**Tears**

Caught in turbulence

Suffocating on air

Everything around a whirlwind

The experience so intense

That words fail.

Then, it seeps,

Flowing freely from the cage of your eyes!

Tears.

 

`* Waiting*`

 

I'm waiting
For a knock on the door, that's you
For that angry little stare of yours
For those long comforting hugs

I'm waiting
To listen to your mundane and fill you with mine too
To have those meaningless heated discussions
To share my comfort food with you.


I'm waiting
To cuddle by your side
To read a book together
To borrow your shades, shirts and everything nice.

I'm waiting
For those dazzling drizzles, the thunderous storms, and the rainbows
For those lazy summers, warm winters, and spring blooms
For dancing ocean, adamant hilltops, and the imprisoned views.

I'm waiting to walk in silence with you.
I'm waiting for a love that's yet to arrive!
I'm waiting not yearning.

*** In Silence With You ***

  (To express the enormity of sitting in silence with you with the help of words is utter foolishness, yet this fool tries.)

 

In silence, I sit beside you 

In silence, I sit with you

No awkwardness of words in between 

In just plain silence we sit.

 

Engulfed by its warmth 

Settled in its love 

Overwhelming with kindness 

And dancing with mischief 

Silence is what we share.

 

Silence is that enormity 

Silence is that darkness 

That exists.

It’s irrevocably present 

And humbled by it, I sit. 

 

Not wanting to taint it with words 

For words are elusive, never enough 

Never enough to express 

What I have to say.

 

Words  are the ripples, 

That  disturbs the stillness of the lake 

Words are those bright sparkles,

Momentary breaking the darkness of night

Words are those tiny objects  in space

Words  are  meager, Words too loud 

Words that simply don't fit.

Word I can't find enough!!!

 

So,  I sit 

Besides you 

 Engulfed by our silence 

Absolutely flowing 

in turbulence called you. 

And Be... 

Just be there with you.

Onc3 Again

 "How do I swim the oceans of the world?" enquired the seeker 

The kind eye Saint smiled well knowing... the question dwells in all minds 

Began ,

"Day and night 

Black and white

Wrong and right 

Blue and bright 

Are dualities that exist in us. 

Why do you try to swim seeker?

When you are the ocean itself."

My string of pearls

I sit down

Conjuring every memory of you, that I hold

Every little memory from the abyss of my heart

Collecting it and placing it on my potter’s wheel

And making a pearl of each.

Small, Bright, White and Bold

With my treasured pearls of you

I sit again.. and one by one..

meticulously I string

all of them into a necklace.

A necklace of you

And, Wear it close by my heart

Real close ! Real close!

For that is all I have now

A string of pearls,

Made of you!

Ma ❤

When cozy hugs and warm smiles seeps through each pore of you!
When you are a blend of, equal parts of love unconditional and tactical toughness together.
When you wake up before the day breaks and sleep after singing lullabies.
When you are never tired enough to answer the door, neither in asking "what you had ?"
When you don't mind standing for your own, nor giving a knock when needed.
When you know, when to pamper and when to chide
Also, when to comfort and when to let the tears flow.
When you know, when to become my rock, and also let me learn to be my strenght too!
When you have your opinion and give me spaces to make mine too
When you don't pass judgment and just hug me tight .. the way you do...
That is when I truly feel blessed to be a part of you !

 Ma ❤.