13 April, Wednesday, 2016

i want to talk about you to someone
        lay down the simplicity of attraction
my sister would give a good listen
        but she is mostly bugs and worms by now, few feet under
               enjoying lasting sleep
my mom can be considered, she judges, but that's ma
       and she would be consumed by the entrails of time
            a smile etched on her haunted death-face
my brother is a charm, he would smile at every word
        he would be reborn someplace, a caterpillar
        readying himself for the phase that's beautiful
 my dad was always curbing his anger, I do not see
        him wondering about your bright beam
To whom do I talk about you in this isolated barn
my mind the only listener
my body shudders in silent delight
my soul vividly fire-flying its way around
        I love the symmetry of what transpires
when I speak of you in undertones to my being
it evokes responses hitherto felt in free willed deeds
you silently tip toe walking away from me
your hair in hushed tones cascading
                 in the rhythm your toes emanate
Oh Dear! how much of you shall I engulf in me
it is the talks that you purport that makes
         your feline self unbearably beautiful
and when the two worlds intertwine
           the brilliant thoughts and the feminine you
the barren landscape the belies me awakens to
      the thunderous downpour of bliss
I am making a volume of  reminisces, 'coz the day you leave
I shall turn each page to wondrous evoke
           the muse of you in me dealing with your permanence
with words that may cease to have meaning