A Late Evening !

A late evening ! I am alone

yet not wholly so

A crowd has feeling too

Enough to shift a little 

and let me sit 

on a teeny edge 

to rest my aching legs awhile.

I wonder afterwards.....

What if  I faint 

from sheer exhaustion 

They might pick me up 

What if I puke 

since I am not feeling well 

Will they....will they....?

The late evening is not black 

It is beautiful

Blue sky stretching clouds 

colored golden-milk 

Between the outstretched arm of 

trees turned black and solid 

before the day.

Alone,but not lonely 

I taste the first taste 

of my honesty

and my strength.

Home I do not think of,

But of destinations,desires,aims.

The late evening distills my wishes 

The scum,the slag dissolved....

all in my tiredness ....

and there remains 

precious little

Only the truth,existence and 

the desire to create.

Still ! I Wait

On the edge of your pale lips

A word has fluttered

Like a butterfly of many colors 

and many wings 

weeping silently on a fading flower.

Your brows creased in concentration 

you have drawn upon

all your reserves of energy 

to utter a single word of solace 

you can't bear to see me cry 

But between you,me and the walls 

We all know

It's a year since you spoke.

Oh! this tomb of shrouded silence 

and filtered light.

We have curtained every sunset
off your window
you live in perpetual sunrise
Yet,I can see in your eyes
that you know well this deceit
and also how to forgive it

If I could, I would smoothen
the furrows of pain off your face
walk you to the sunlight
arm in arm
create a world of our own
But the flutter of your eyelashes say
It's not to be
It's not to be

So I hold your hand
Silent in grief
and wait for a new dawn
while the sun sits somewhere out there
behind your curtained windows.

A Smile !

Let me accept the wounds of thorns

And merely touch a rose for 

it has a smile

Let me not possess it !

A smile has acquired a lot

It has made your friend say hello 

It has brought your dearest 

to the nearest.

It has greeted the stranger into you

Give the child,an affectionate smile 

Respect the superior 

with a respected smile. 

And kill the enemy with a smile 

All love letters of a friend

Are not worth one of her smiles

If the fire smiles, it lights a candle

And if it laughs, it is a disaster.