5 Mar 2015


Someday, we will meet, 
When we couldn't afford to, 
Somewhere midst chaos.
We never met,

When we could have, 
We had plenty of time
To explore sands and hills
Together, in search of freedom
Destiny or fate, We didn't
Our dreams withered away
In the drought of our silence,
While we weaved them in winter,
With a hope to splash in monsoon
Now the spring bloom hollow smiles
Mocking at your portrait of memoir
You will walk past me, like a stranger
With a silence that ill fits a radio
With a smile, hidden somewhere
Saying hello to an old buddy
That's all left in between us

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#Romance  @#poetry 

3 Mar 2015

Lost Portrait

She sat on the white sands
Of a lonely, get away beach
Keeping her chin rest upon
On folded legs, she gazed
At the symphony of waves
She shared her thoughts,
With the meditating waves
She received vibe of peace
 To calm her exuberance
About a secret romance   
Naughty breeze dillydallied
With her short beach drape
While the shallow lagoon
In her backdrop, sought
Impressions of her beauty
Voyeuristic sun smiled at her
While portraying her curves
Precisely on the sand canvas
She surrendered herself to sun
For a golden tan, for a surprise
She waited for the splashy sunset
To welcome the charming moon
To lit her evening with her man