Of Things Left Unsaid

As we sat on the rusty cold bench,

facing the magnificent sea,

I smiled, unable

to control my glee.

When you asked,

the question I dreaded,

What are you thinking, so dreamily?

Why are you smiling, so beautifully?

How do I tell you,

that the smile is a facade,

curtaining the things I wanna say,

the things I wanna do,

At the dark of night,

At the break of light,

to hold your hands,

deluged in the first rain,

submerging in the throes of passion,

collapsing into your arms.

How do I tell you,

that I want to surf the beaches,

gawk at the Louvre,

walk by the coral sea,

sipping some hot tea.

Instead, I say,

It’s nothing, just a beautiful dream.

A Broken Promise

The pain to see you go,

Should never happen,

even to a foe.

“We’ll meet again”, you said,

Agonized! Half dead!!

 

Then came the memories,

And the stories of the past,

Moving in front of me, Oh so fast!!

 

Meeting you was not in my hand,

the times we had,

Wish I had a magic wand,

to bring those back.

Irritate me, you did,

The laughs, i hid.

 

Yes, I met you again,

and watched with pain.

With a girl in your arm;

my heart suddenly warm!

 

Formal was our talk,

Greater was the shock.

Silence pertained,

my agony curtained.

I bid farewell,

never ever to meet again,

 

A teardrop surged,

A pain urged.

A smile on my face,

Sadness, without a trace!

 

I saw u leave,

With a heave.

My heavy heart,

which treasured,

A longlost goodbye kiss,

And A broken promise.

The Unquenched Quest.

At the break of dawn,

There she was a fragile fawn.

Occurred a vicious fight,

Between the sun and her smile,

In a quest to shine bright.

 

A face, I saw.

Which God took years to draw.

Surprised, she was.

Mesmerised, I was.

An utter chaos, my heart was.

 

She smiled again,

A glint of hidden pain.

Those enthralling eyes,

Who knew no vice.

Heart skipped a beat,

I felt a rush of heat.

 

I walked towards her,

Traversed deep girths.

Wouldn’t lose her

In any of my births.

 

Years, I spent.

Nearer, I went.

Yes, tired.

Her admired.

There she was, an epitome of beauty,

Loving her, my sole duty.

 

She was fair

I laid out my arms,

Vanished into thin air,

From my realms.

 

I woke up, from the dream.

So real, it did seem.

You were mine, neither in reality,

Nor in dreams.