Cue

As the Emancipator hit my nerves with Evergreen
I knew that exact moment I found my cue
I wore my heart on my sleeve
For a stroll to found my peace

The breeze was just fine like an old wine
As my hands followed the ripple kindled by the heavy wind
My eyes saw a vision, an ecstasy

A yellow light spills down through the mighty tree
Shining up my path, adding to my unusual glee
While I reached out to put it in the pocket closer to my heart
My thoughts were already dancing under your spell, sweetheart

Soon men made armour caught my ears
Soothing me to come out from that mirage, the illusion
I marched forward to catch hold of my peace
And stopped only for a quick release

Quickly my thoughts took another turn
Pulling my legs to head them back home
Then suddenly the breeze softly whispered in my ears
Asking me, who are you?
I told her, you are crazy, my kind of crazy

After I stepped into my warmth
I prayed for stars to speak to you tonight in dreams
That too loud and clear to tell you
You are mine and only mine
And we shall dance soon under the moon in its full might

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Catch-22

Every night, when I take my last drag
I promise myself to open up more
To tell you that you mean a lot

Every night, when I open my playlist
It makes me wonder, why I behave so differently
Is it because, I have much to say but don’t think the time is right?

Every night, when a song hits me
I feel sad that I ignore you some days
Is it because of obsessive nights and hazy days?
May be, I am too worried with dreams

Every night, I wonder why we behave like kids
Some days we talk, laugh and play
And other days just fly away without a single word

Every night, I plan to wave a warm good morning
Waiting & waiting for the moment, but it never occurs
Apparently, Sun shines only after the sixteenth hour everyday

Every night, I feel our paths have crossed at the wrong hour
As you’ve only seen my bad and worst
And thus, you don’t appreciate me as much I like you to

I hope my obsession brings good times soon
And I can’t wait to share them with you

Every night, is a long night for quite a while now

P.S. Wasn’t hoping “Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors” to pop-up in my Spotify #DiscoverWeekly playlist 😛

The Lady in Pink

I fondly remember the day, I saw mom in her full strength. She wore a light pink gown like attire that morning. I was young but I could feel that she believes that the world is up for grabs. I was happiest that day. I felt most secured that day. And I felt most home that day. She hasn’t been at utmost comfort for the last year or so. She went through paralysis due to blood clotting in her brain in Jan’14. The fact that I wasn’t there for her when she was going through an operation makes me feel sad and bad about it. Her condition has improved but being a heart patient makes things more difficult for her. Lately, I am seeing her loosing her belief in life. Watching her struggle for a normal breathe every day is painful and heartbreaking. I wish I could tell her, you will be fine “one day”, but deep down I don’t know what our future is going to uncover.

For the last few days, my imagination is giving me hope. It is boiling up an event which I pray is true one fine day. And I want to live long enough to write a testimony to the blissful evening when I will see my imagination turns into a reality. Here is my sketch –

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A winter day about to hit dawn
With sun closing its eyes and lightning up the moon
Birds flying back to their nests, feeding their babies and chirping
And a slow musical breeze adding a plethora of lightness to everyone’s mood

Mothers and dads enjoying a light procrastination with their buddies
And at the same time watchfully looking over their children’s play
Old men and women sitting on lawns in circles with shawls and scarves
Feeling proud discussing their grandchildren’s success stories
And confident over their political and family views

Suddenly a loud whistle flipped my attention towards a warm house
A lady wearing a pink attire is cooking healthy meal for her family
She is lean with long black and brown hair and soft angled eyebrows
Washing dishes inch by inch and then moving sideways to ignite a stove
She turns back to my eyesight and peeks through her kitchen window
I think she is looking for her husband and is now relaxed
For she has found him talking to their friendly neighbor near a swing

Then she lifts her head smiling and waving her hands
As if she is asking me to run and come fast
I was confused because it was just me and my imagination
Suddenly my soul feels heavy as I watch a young boy going past me
As the moment unfolds, my eyes become heavier

He waves back at the lady, asking her to open door for him
She asks her younger son to open up the door for his brother
But he was busy contemplating at his childhood heroes
Seeing that she leaves the kitchen to go to the front door
Frustratedly looking at her younger child but smiling at the young boy
After helping him to washroom, she looks back at me
This time with a lot of hopes and proudness
Giving me chills of courage and self belief

This very moment, she was the most beautiful
This very moment, she was the most strong
And this very moment, she was the most confident

I wish I could experience this profound moment one fine day
But this time in reality not in a figment of my imagination and past memory
And this time, smiling and waving at a young man not a young boy
And I can tell you that I will be the happiest when it happens

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Image: Art by Giovanni Boldini

I end my post with a good piece of music for your ears – Loud Places

P.S. I dedicate this blog post to mom.

My Mysterious Fox

If stars ever speak to me
I tell them to shine on her face every night

If sun ever speaks to me
I tell him to always give her warmth till dawn

If wind ever speaks to me
I tell her to never let her go out of breath

If rain ever speak to me
I tell her to wash away all her fears and pain

If earth ever speak to me
I tell her to keep her ground strong

If I ever speak to her
I tell her she is the best thing that has happened to me

If she ever speaks to me
I tell her you are my mysterious fox

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