when breath is involuntary
when heart is in its rhythm
and breaks into a natural smile
when there is silence within
...
this space between
these two hands
never felt empty
eversince you had
...
and then the jasmine creeper
that bloomed in the extreme
north west corner of the house
whispered many a smiles to
...
this i can tell you
in all confidence
gone are swords
or daggers or missiles
...
purple puddles of
passion originated
between your fingers
...
Every stage
Every age
Though passes
All in a flash
...
I'm trapped
In my own poetry;
Poetry morphed into
A crown of thorns
...
The pace set at Gangotri
Never beyond the banks
Some swam for fun
Some dared on rafts
...
I sit by your banks
In awe of your flow
A parallel flow within
Watches every ripple:
...