The Mirror

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Lights are out
The diary is lost
But I pick up the canvas
And a few crumbled pages

I hear the pen yearning to write
I see the colors painting the white
I spread my arms,
Smell the rain
Pierce my bones!
Its craving to hold on
to the window pane

I look up to the sky
It drops me the words I desire.
And in this cold

it ignited the fire

Memories are ready
Nostalgia is chasing
Euphoria is rushing
Writer cuddles the metaphors
The painter blushes

And the shackled voice
Frees itself…

in the name of silence
in the sense of poetry
in the form of colors
I paint sensation,

The nail biting news

And all of our lives…
in red and blues
Couplets of promises
knocking my door 

demanding their dues.

All the clamour

Amidst the glamour
Shriek and shimmer
for you my enamour.

Obliterating the darkness 
rises a glimmer
Poetry and shades

Intertwined to make a MIRROR.

Every night
in the splendid moonlight
You read in that mirror
The Universe speaks
of those shades again,
It sings of you
counting the stars…
It listens to your feet
dancing magic in the rain!

The writer, The painter
Deep down you know him.
You open those yellow crumbled pages
You caress the shades
with tender touch…

But when will you understand…
The crumbled page speaks of you!
The shades are all the colors of you.

Do you ever recall us ?
Do you ever realize
All this time
in the mirror

It was You
It has always…
been you…

 

Walking away…

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She has accompanied me for so many journeys
And I was lucky!
That I observed
The glittering smile on her face as she kisses the mug of coffee
Her eyes deep as an ocean…
that traveled for refinement
Her expressions like a comet…
finding its own way while she reads her favourite novel 🙂

I was lucky!
That I was a part of
Her vintage collections
Her awkward mentions
Her old love letters
Her heart sections…

Time teleports when I am with her.
It splits like a tiny drop of water
that scatters on a hot pan in summers!

I was lucky!
I was around her
When she rediscovered smiles in people that passed away ages ago…
When she touched the nose of the slum child with tenderness
And they both seemed to laugh infinities!
in front of all gigantic queries of life…

But sometimes she has to desert
She needs time and is unfamiliar to the fact that
It is the only thing that destiny devoid me of…
The only thing that starts to engulf me with madness till my very end
that one day we are going to be Apart…

I was lucky!
that I met a miracle like you,
Who taught me that magic invents its existence in simplicity… 🙂

But at some turns…
I am meshed with unfortunate coils of fate!

When our ways are to go their own way…
I miss you
Like the shore waiting for the waves to come back
Like the rain craving for the rainbow
Like the stars ‘ shine call ‘ their moon to come back!!

Its heartbreaking!
how these words might remained unsaid
And you continue to

Walking away…

 

Living to die

Most of the people exist…
The world is not that horrible place. But for these people, it is ..
It is terrible.
They are afraid of the spontaneous nature of life. Surprises backs them into the corner
But this is not the way this present must be held…
No people.
You are not living.
You are just cutting down days on the calendar.
You don’t wanna swirl around the winds or dance in the rain…
Why are you so dead to hear life!
Lemme tell you one thing
If you are not living your passion, you are merely living!
Go out and see…
There are those who can not afford the life you have,
Millions are dying to live…
And this is unbelievable
That you are living to die!

Rainbows are coming your way…

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You… Me….we all can love!
But even a medicine is drug when taken in excess.
Why such a burden in the second line? Thinking the same???
Because its damn true.
We all have lost our dignity and self esteem in loving someone out of the way!
This is true that we ‘want’ someone to sit and listen to us in all dark times but never add things to your ‘Dependent factors’
Make sure you don’t ‘need’ someone…
Be out of your cage
People may throw letters to make words you will not find in dictionaries.
But we all are different.
Don’t let their comments pierce your feathers
We all are unique!
But still…may be
Just may be,
One of those people who give you hard time, will understand you, love you. A love at every decision, every sight. A love that will not care what the world barks when lovers are together.
The day you will be yourself,
You may not find you what you want,
But surely…
What you deserve
And if you do right things at right time,
Further blocks will be perfectly placed on the block.
You will reap what you had sown!

Be the fearless light or the independent rain…
And don’t wait…be on your path,
Rainbows are coming your way 🙂

It rains…

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Darling,

I miss that moment when I saw you for the first time dancing in the rain… 🙂
I was watching you,
like you were the world to me!

And our eyes met the first time when I slipped 😛
while I gazing at you…

You laughed and somehow I was able to convince myself…
that world is really beautiful!

Now…
we are somewhere we never wanted to be…

We are the broken dreams being played in the hands of misunderstandings! 

But how to tell this rain
Not to fall like love…
on our dried callous skin!

But may be all you see on on my face…
Are not only the raindrops!

I really miss you!
Whenever…

It rains…

More than anything…

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In my remembrance came the night,
When we didn’t know the wrong or right
Like which face the leaf will… kiss the ground
Like while imagining a poet climbs, unknown bounds…

Same way a nostalgia…
strike my veins when i miss that dim light…
when we sat around the dancing fire…
and stars looked at us with a zeal so bright… 🙂

U came up with your issues…
I came up with mine,
We were literally drunk
Even without wine!

We laughed for no reason!
And our presence itself was so peace…
How with immense beauty,
The silence got loud and words got seized…

How our giggling fizzled out,
And our hearts stepped in…
When we threw aside the layers
and came to our skin…

And just while laughing,
To us that Magical haze stuck!
That May be ‘us’ getting together…
Was not much of a coincidence!
Was not much of luck …

When i found me in your eyes…
And things got a gentle swing…
I crave for that moment
More than anything…

In such way we shared our pain…
like a poet shares his, crying in the rain
As much as yours was as much as mine…
And your head on my shoulder made my life shine

My heart dropped down with your tears… 😦
our sobbing broke me into pieces…
And listening to your story
I found your innocence trembling in traces!!!

Still my stumbling soul wiped your tears…
and swiped your sides that were lifeless and blue,
And how badly shattered you slept with a curve around my arms…
the scenario blurred and the the things i saw, dwindled to a few…

The next morning
When the sun poked our sleep…
That innocence of your stare…
leaked the mysteries so deep…

When we recognized the knock of love…
And our favorite song repeated its lyrics in us…
Today the same warmth of feelings…
The same coziness questions me this thus…

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Now same moments of unconditional love…
from where to bring…!??
I crave for the flashback…
more than anything.
-Sankalp.

The Fire That Fought

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In the wind,
In thunderstorms,
Against the luck
Confronting the norms…

With already the stumbling flames,
It stood against the destined plot!
Watching the scenario i thought
About the fire that fought…

My eyes were stuck,
On the fearless element,
That gave a shake
To the core of sentiment,

The rain droplets
Bestowed the adverse
As what for fire,
Shall be more worse!

Gifted to soul
An inevitable shot,
Still somehow burning…
The fire that fought…

Defending its principles,
staying to the cinder…
crackling of the flames…
Offered the hinder…

Soon the opposition
agreed to the blaze,
I was stunned
At the passion, at craze…

Superior to my writing,
Was what it taught,
Won the unyielded
Fire that fought…!! 🙂