from this moment onwards

as I see the waves in the ocean

I will try not to remember you

As I see, the winter rain will fall

I will try not to be sad.

But then.….

what about the crimson

skies during sunset & the wind which plays

with the trees & the flower petals that fall on the street…

& the way the full moon mesmerises me…

there are many things in this world

that remind me of you

tell me how shall I forget you??

you went your way,

I went mine,

words left unsaid scattered in the wind

we never gave it a name these moment of ours,

Yet.. how long can a longing last..

nameless and fleeting?

even if it didn’t last…

It gave me a memory to cherish a lifetime…..

Night falls to the sound of crickets

temples bells sound from afar

The last crimson Embraces a deepening blue

As every second The sky changes its hue

At this hour

the mind is mellow looking for meaning

in the light and shadow,

another day is done little by little

this mundane gently moves on.

sitting outside

watching the lights come on

dotting the hills side A cold wind blows

from the pines above

slowly the stars coming on….

one by one soon it will be time

for the moon to rise…

IT will be time to remember you from moonrise till sunrise

my longing for you is like longing for rain,

Hw I wish you would come again & again.

Early morning

Misty and cold outside A few bird cries

echo among the tress.

Awake yet lost,

in my dreams…your visions

seems natural yet unreal

eyes wonder whether to open or remain closed.

The orange of dawn,

merging into the blue

leaves slowly awaken

their colours….constantly changing hue.

yesterday is gone,

leaving memories behind a new resolve for life,

we must not find.

the world may seem difficult friends a few,

yet if we look within change our point of view we will

soon find out zeal and purpose anew

you & me

in love forever we will be

even though,

time may forget us & winds may blow away what we were as dust and rain.

every time the full moon rises

as the night falls

the insects will sing our stories to the stars

again & again.

When will my heart stop

longing for you

when will my pen stop

writing verses in your memory.

when will

the waves in the ocean stop kissing the sands on the beach

when will the moon stop casting its reflection

on the waters

when will the clouds stop crying as monsoon rain.

Somewhere in a place far away,

where my eyes cannot see,

you will surely be.

you may not remember me

happy in your own little world.

yet once in a while

when the south wind blows,

ruffling through trees and a passing cloud

cries as rain

in that moment maybe,

you might just remember me.

hoping for that very moment,

in that every moment

is what this life,

means to me.

I catch your eye

and you blink.. looking away

why it is always hide and seek

when will we both

have the courage to let out lips speak.