When we made love

When I met him,

He; the enlightened one;

Held my conscious in his arms;

               Undressed my thoughts;

Kissed my soul;

Made love with my intentions;

Realized my dream;

Poured his infinite self in me;

And took me to the world unimaginable….

I owe so much to you

So deep; it exists though

I chose not to show

The pleasure that tickles, My heart and my nerves

I treasure, I cherish and to you I owe

I don’t know what but I owe; I owe

The ocean of dreams

I traveled a long-span
I meandered and jumped
On my way I gathered all the joy
I rushed and swung
I dazzled and sparkled

Then I saw a pond- lifeless, thirsty and rough
I wanted to stay
But the slush was ungrateful and grey

My tormented surf then rose so high
In fury I raised my eye
And at your sight I hived a joyous sigh

I waited a little longer
But it only made my mind stronger
To plunge in you

You- who is "The Ocean of Dreams",
I was once merely a love-filled stream
But now I am much more than I ever was
With lesser flaws, alive for a better cause
In harmony with all the laws
Yes, in harmony with all the laws…

The monument of joy

The smoky soil will rise.
The letters slowly will go on board.
Brick by brick here; the monument will be built.
Engraved on it will be the tale of wonderland.
And in that tale will be stationed me and my merry crew;
Joy, wealth and fame we all will brew.
Here on this land when the tall monument will stand.

Who would defend me in my absence? I am bound!

The point wasn’t made,
The thing remained unsaid.
The chance wasn’t granted,
Those bold words couldn't be chanted

Who would defend me in my absence ?
Would you be just and listen to my silence!

For I cannot express, I am bound.
The king otherwise will be uncrowned.
His kingdom then will be drowned.
Judge me fair, I am unspoken sound.
Not that I cannot justify but I am bound.

From where I stand, I feel like you

From where I stand, I feel like you ,
From where I stand, I know it's as tough to be you as it is to be me.
From where I stand, I know that the life confers but more often confiscates
From where I stand, I feel I know better about everything I knew
From where I stand, I feel like you, you stood here once tall and unshaken
You stood here when the winds were brutal gale
You stood here, watching colors go pale
They were trying times but you didn't frail
Through these winds now I must sail
And see how it looked while once here you stood !
Cenotaph of my love I am, and here I stand !
Guarding the place where we met the 'last',
where you stood now I stand

Festoons of perpetual fame

The little swell was so low
Unnoticeable, unheard and unfelt
In the midst of that boundless river
Was sailing the inconspicuous belt

To ascend high was the intend
Unassuming, it walked with the troop
Insignificantly large were their moves
Time peered them all from its roof

And now slowly picking the force
The tides grew, grew big and distinguishable
Night through day and day through night
Their unyielding perseverance made them capable

The good and bad winds over the troop blew
Some shook hands with the bad winds and rose
Rose, ferociously high destroying many vessels
And killed their own lives on a regretful clause

While our little swell, the good winds it chose
Ferocious ones ended many pretty worlds
But our surf, brought fertility to the delta
And made its life is an inspirational mold

At the end they all demise
But winner is the one who defies
Bad Gales in his life
And the peering time then upon them ,
Confers festoons of perpetual fame!