THE WAXING CRESCENT

I glared up at the sky held so high,

That waved back with an escape of sigh

I searched for the mystical maiden moon,

That sunk into a sub-aqueous slumber at noon.

As I felt unescorted like a lone light travelling,

My company seeking eyes continued exploring.

I could see the furious clouds but the moon wasn't seen,

My sentiments shivered and smashed into smithereens.

The vault of heaven clutched big bolts of lightning,

Amid thunder and hailstorms that were frightening!

The rain-clouds rushed and my eyes caught a sight,

It was a silvery white curve crying in its plight.

With clouds gliding over, making it hard to see,

It hung there fragile, as feverish as me.

I kept gazing; disheartened and quiescent,

At my Canaan companion- 'The waxing crescent.'

THE LOST PROMISES

As the craving for you within me grows stronger,

The panorama of pain bursts forth getting bigger.

My compassion for you is so wide and deep,

Like a refresh running river that never doze to sleep.

Let me shield you from the turmoil that splits you apart,

Even when hailstones keep hitting hard to my heart!

Let me lull you to sleep and sing a song to you,

Like a bewitching breeze humming to bid an adieu.

Let me kiss away your tears and those hurtful heavy hues,

Like a glue I'll stick to you throughout all your blues.

Let me dig up your hidden joys beneath the boughs of grief,

For I can't see you wither away like an age-old autumn leaf.

Do you remember the day when we faithfully wed?

"When you come, come seeking both of us"- you prayed to death.

Now I don't want to stay alone in a mansion of memories,

All I can do is dreaming for you amid the lost promises.

Good Bye

The tears eavesdrop when my heart cries,

Your promises were none but perfect lies.

Often I wonder where my ebullience lays!

“Within your soul”- the effete fate says.

The next moment I try to rise up and glow,

Waves of time elapse & I feel elephantine low.

Then I lift up my hands & stand up to pray,

Let the life’s eerie dark clouds hive away.

And I hope the eclectic gathering of emotions and love,

Soar away with the puffs in the firmament above.