She beckons

She beckons !!!

I hear her voice from the horizon
Her sound echoes in my loneliness
She invites me to a world less known to others.
Her wet eyes arouse my shackled self.
She invites me to freedom.
I don't know her,but I'm leaving.
I'm leaving this prison,I must be leaving before this dawn.
She keeps my hands around her waist,My breath whispers into her ears.
I can feel her smell,without kissing her,her smell makes me weak.
She keeps my hands around her waist and I fall into this deep ocean.

As I drown,I don't gasp.
I just feel her lips.
I'm not dying,I'm going to her world.

I WON'T COME BACK

I'm going to her world,where I will no more be hated,rejected or hurt.
I will be floating ,feeling her warmth.
I will be caressed like a newborn baby.
I'm going to her world,where I will be caressed,kissed and loved till eternity.

The lost shepherd

I heard the gallops piercing the heart of darkness
My sheep looked worried as I stopped playing my harp
I saw the chariot; I saw them.

Who are they?? Knights?? Scholars?? Noble Men??

They wore camel’s fur and velvet.
Egyptian pearls and Persian stones lavished their blue and violet silks.
Their scarlet satin shawls were flying in the air like the waves in river Pedra.
The mighty horses wheezed in front of me, My dog barked
I heard my sheep bleating out of fear.

“Hail the Emperor, Glory to his Empire”!!!
Hey young musician!! Shepherd of this feeble flock,
Take us to his majesty for we hail from the East.

My sheep cried as I entered the chariot.
My dog growled and stood up.
As I raised my hand,he stayed back.
The charioteer wore a leather coat;
His cap had an eagle’s feather on it.
His eyes were sharp, I couldn’t look into them.
As he pulled the bridle, the horses whined and clattered the darkness.

Heard they hunt mountain wolves for clothes, the knights said.
“Just to protect our herd your majesty” I replied
Play your Celtic harp as we haven’t entered the cobbled paths yet
The wise man’s voice shook my mind which was rambling in the valley with my sheep.

The misty breeze kissed my tunes, the gallops tore the silence of the night

“The moon is red and wind is wet, Persians wander in vast deserts
in search of the roman treasures, they will die in search of mirages,
their kids will saddle up their stallions to bring glory to their fathers”
I overheard them sigh.

“The souls of the thousands moaning inside the wrecked ship
in the deep oceans Will never give peace to the Kingdom of Greece;
let your majesty be freed from the curse” the oldest scholar prayed.
We traveled through the countryside.
My heart started pounding fast as I saw the maple tree In Mount Valera
I played my harp fast.

"This is the place where i lost everything.

Under that tree, I had become an orphan.
They left me in this mount and migrated to another country
My heart was weeping, One Knight touched my shoulder
He was smiling as if he could read my mind,
“He whispered”
“You have Euterpe’s sign on your heart
The muse of music has kissed your harp.
A cool breeze caressed my heart.
The gallops clattered the cobbled paths;
One knight stood up as they saw the walled City
The chariot stopped in front of the fort

“Walk back to your valley, let your harp adorn the nights.
The shortest knight took out a papyrus roll,
He touched my hair as I kneel down,
Let this tell you the secret of life;
Let this cure the internal pain you have been carrying since birth.

“You are free…you will find your way...”
Walk back to your valley..

We will meet you again. In eternity..
The iron gates opened for them
I saw their chariot disappearing…
I kept the papyrus roll close to my heart..
I walked to the valley…

the nomad

I don’t remember when this journey was started
Home is just a vague image now.
I traveled new paths, but I haven’t reached anywhere
I saw a million new faces, but they were not strangers
I danced with nomads, I dined with strangers
I saw insanity rolling up as smoke
I saw life dancing around the flames
They moved in the dance hall of this universe
They invited me to the floor
I couldn’t move.

They made love in the darkness
They never saw each other
I looked deep into those flames
My goblet was not empty
They invited me to their pergola
I just smiled at them, when they had slept, I left them

I climbed the rocks, I met the oracles
I saw the wonder in their eyes
They couldn’t predict my fate
They touched me; they tried to smell me
They wanted to know my tribe
They asked, what am I searching for

I climbed down the slippery rocks,
They were looking at me from the top
I saw their drenched flag flying in the blustery weather
I walked; I asked my self, what am I searching for?

I heard the cursing of an old man
He couldn’t breath
I walked. What do I need, what do I search?
I wish I could be my own oracle
I wish I could name what I want

They are searching for me, for my song.
All they have are the sculptures I made
How long they will look me?
How long they will search for me?

They know I wouldn’t come back
Will they weep for me?
Will they burn frankincense for me?
Will they bury those coins and pray for me ?
Will they carry those sculptures, when they move?
Or will they leave it there along with my memories?

my birthday

It’s my birthday.
Yet another year passes.
Memories, they always prick in to the heart.
Love is what we all search; love is what we all want
Love is what we all dispel.
As a kid I was afraid of the darkness, now it’s the only companion I got.
As I grew up, everything changed, except my craving.
As it rained everything was cured except my pain.
I looked at the flower, I cried.
People just saw the thorn, But it never hurt me.
I lit up candles for someone I never saw,
I hear their weeping; their tears fall on my heart.

""""""""""My soul shivers""""""""""""

Whenever I close my eyes in the church, I see a million stars
But I can’t touch them, tears creep down my cheeks.
For them I’m just someone who talks to himself.
I was with them in that darkness,
But they didn’t look back, when the light came out.
I found mirth, when I realized I own grief.
I stopped crying when I met separation.
Love will hurt u, you may call it the pain of life, but I call it life.
Im in this crowd, alone, drenched, they all have umbrellas
Im just a crazy lad who doesn’t own an umbrella.
Time flies, yesterday you were with me, counting my heart beats
Kissing my heart and pampering my soul.
Today im here, in this crowd, soaked.
Nobody knows me here, but every one knows my name.
I see kids smiling at me.
Wishing me a very happy birth day.
When I came to this world, I cried, everyone smiled
Now its me who cries inside and smiles outside
Im still a kid..a kid whose desires are yet to be fulfilled
I don’t know where I’m I heading,
but all I know is that I will miss these sodden paths.

Call me "insane dreamer", but this is what I always had..

It’s the day I came to this world

Happy b’day jOe…

the last coffee with you

This coffee shop is no more the same
These streets, I see through this wet glass are still the same
This dusk has got colors
These roads are still covered with yellow and magenta flowers.
Kids play in this lane, but you are not here with me, to watch them.
You are not here to look deep into my eyes.
You are not here to play with my fingers
I wish you were here in this twilight
Sitting opposite to me, sipping coffee.
For the first time I can smell the aroma in this cafe
Earlier all I could smell was the fragrance of your untied hair
I’m done, nothing holds me here, I will pay the bill and walk away
Walk away to those lanes where we walked together,
Where you whispered to my heart..
I look down and I see these magenta and yellow flowers,.
I came here in search of something, something I can’t define
I came here to find something, something that makes me, me.
I failed; I’m leaving your street
There is no one to hold me close when I leave, no tears will be dribbled down
I will never come back to this café again, searching for my soul.
I don’t know where you are, I don’t know what you do
But I’m here, beneath this tree, where you touched my heart
Where I gently wiped off your tears..
I’m here in this lane, where you had told me that we will never meet again
I’m here..alone…dejected and lost..

the clouds

I’m walking, my journey is incessant
What have I lost, what am I searching
These paths, these woods, these fences
Where are they leading me??

I dreamed the moon light, I yearned for the rain
But when I woke up, all I could see was this cloudy dark sky
The clouds wander in the sky impeding my craving to see the moon
I hear the frail song of a lone night bird, longing for its mate’s arrival

Oh lone bird…

This darkness covers this valley, but it could never wrap your shivering heart
I know these clouds make you sacred, all I wish for, is this rain..
But I pray to the angels

“Let your mate not be dazed in the drizzle”
“Let your love not be lost in the woods”

Don’t weep, don’t panic

I’m here..But I don’t know how to tell you this
I’m oblivious; I wish this wind could tell me how to console you.
Your tears are falling on my heart
Your song has become my companion.

MEMORIES ARE ACHE, NIGHT IS PAIN..

Let your song be the drizzle of this night.
I have lit up a thousand candles in the mountain of my heart for your love
I could see the angels guarding the candles from the misty wind
Your song reaches the mountain, it rambles in this valley

I’m no more alone in this heap,

Your song has turned into a chirping, my prayer has reached the heaven
Your mate reaches the nest, your tweeting is vanishing, and you got your love next to you

But it is yet to rain,,

Let me continue my journey, I have your song in my mind, you are no more alone
It’s started drizzling, both inside and outside..Let me cross this valley
It’s raining in the valley; those larks are counting the rain drops
Angels are covering my candles with their wings,

I hear the clang of the carillon,

Is someone imploring in the mountain, in front of those candles??
Are the angels getting drenched in this drizzle..??
Are those birds shivering in this night..

Where do I belong? What do I own?

Let me walk away...my journey is incessant...
I'm not alone, I have that feeble song..
Let me walk away…my journey is incessant..

Elma

Elma, we will never see again
This rain is not mine; I always believed that it’s ours
But I realize..I’m wrong, as usual

Things will never be the same again
There will not be a girl, waiting for me in the church
There will only be the mist and dew in the morning
There will never be a girl to whisper in my ears
There will only be rain and breeze in the noon

I will be lazy again; I lost the song I always wanted to hear
But I will always yearn to hear that feeble voice.
Elma I will be alone, I know you can’t bear it
Even tears have left me, I wish i could weep.

I’m quivering in this frozen rain, these hailstones fall on my heart
No one will ever weave woolen scarves for me
I know you will never knit mufflers again,

Your needles are pricking into my heart

Elma who will kiss away the blood spots from your finger tip
While you weave..

You taught me what love is, but you never taught me how to live without you
I hear the wedding bells; you look like an angel in this bridal dress..

All eyes are on you, even candles can’t replace the glow on your face
You move like a breeze, caressing my soul

Elma please don’t look for me in this crowd
I’m here behind this pillar,

“””””witnessing the parting of my soul”””””

Please,, please don’t search for me in this crowd

I can’t endure to see those tears in your eyes
It’s our fate,

where will I go? All I had to reside was your heart
What will I do? All I knew was to love you

Your wedding is my funeral

I’m witnessing the interment of my love

I’m watching the committal of my heart

I shall go away to emptiness carrying away your whisperings

And the remembrance of your cuddles that soothed my wounded soul