Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Monsoon mayhem

"It will keep drizzling as long as you keep snuggling".
"Let's wreck havoc then!", she said as she cozied against him.
Outside, the drizzle turned to torrents.


Cobblestones, rooted

Cobblestones, rooted,
amidst nonchalant whispers,
that the river breathes.
Cobblestones, rooted,
seduced by the river song,
sempiternally.

Linking with RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #112 River&Stone

Monday, August 29, 2016

Court of love

In the court of love,
There can be no status quo,
only blithe spirits.
And still, all heads bow.
The hearts of kings and cowherds,
yield before divine.

Linking with Haiku Horizons: Court

Saturday, August 27, 2016

Till then

In a particular corner
of the narrow balcony,
gracefully fenced
with elaborate wrought-iron grill,
I sit every eventide,
sharing a talk or two with you,
telling you my secrets
and listening to yours,
thankfully connected
by modern gadgetry.
The cool evening breeze
tosses your words around me,
wrapping me blissfully
in the envelope
of your proximity.
At times, it is so real,
your presence,
at times,
merely a deceptive mirage,
vaporous like gossamer.
Someday,
in that particular corner,
I will sit right next to you,
and feel the fragrance
of your breath
in the evening zephyr.
Till then, my love.

Linking with Thin Spiral Notebook : 100 words: Secret

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Musings

Sequestering hug,
like entwined vines on trellis,
weave through our being.
The trail of your touch,
stirs varied kaleidoscopes.
Alas! The day climbs.

Linking with Haiku Horizons: Climb

Monday, August 22, 2016

Memoir

Smitten by her loquacious eyes, I committed my life to her, and for a good 30 years she helped me traverse this circuitous journey showering unfathomable joys but how swiftly joy and sorrow alternate and before the blinking of eyes, she receded to a painting hung on wall but sinking into oblivion would have been denigrating to our "we" time so I chose not to wallow in her sorrows and took to exploring the Himalayas and while the demons of her memory stalk me continually, I am glad she still joins me in circuitous travels, she with those loquacious eyes.


Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Signs

Faint color of pink
O read in smeared kohl of eyes,
Signs of night bygone

Linking with Haiku Horizons : Sign

Timeless

She dashed out for group studies.
He meticulously finished her homework
while she talked her heart out with him.

She rushed out for her
college group dance preparations,
matching her dance moves
only with his heart beats.

He told them he was working late again,
while relishing tubs of vanilla with her,
their daily trysts in office-canteen.

She went shopping with friends.
Though all she shopped was memories,
of their discreet meetings before nuptials.

The phone buzzed consistently.
Client, told them,
while replying to her message.

Young hearts beating in tandem,
with young lifestyles.
Love unchanged,
from letters to whatsapp.

Linking with Thin Spiral Notebook: 100 words: letter


Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Pleasance

Sleek, curled and entwined,
my yearning dauntless desires,
unraveled, laid bare.
In unfurled delight,
neath the scintillating stars,
we sizzle as one.

Linking with RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #108 Sizzle&Sleek