Wide Eye Rent

Spaces emerge

Vision blurs

Hands converge

Hearings a purr.

Snap, Snap

Clap, Clap

Splash, Splash

That's the trick,

Yet not the pick. 

The Sandman came and went,

Said I didn't pay the bill he sent,

So I lay in bed,

Asleep you must stay, he said

Until you pay up the wide eye rent.

Whispers at Dawn

Whistle
Whisper
Speak
Conversations in discrete
In the morning air,
The trees do seize.

Warming
Wishing
Embracing
The dawn's sun kissed skies bring
In to each voyager's heart
A tingling.

The wild undergrowth giggles,
The canopies sway,
A natural dance they create
In a waking mind's estate.

(Written on 15 July, 2011 on a train to Bangalore.)

The Best Days

The best days
Come all at once.
Wiggle your toes
They'll come alive.
Run and do not hide
All that is inside.
Cry, only in joy
Or the excess of pain.
Or maybe stay,
Just stay in my lane.
Run, run, run
Only to say,
Welcome to my world, hun.
Oh! the tropic thunder
Will not change,
This I know,
I know with age.

(written on July 3, 2011)
(second edit - July 18, 2011)

Windows

Wandering through
Windows of
Wonder.

Passing through
Arches of
Eternal Mystery.

Climbing up
Ladders of
Perspective.

All this movement
Is for more,
Not just a moment.

They appear
One by one.
These gems,
Each with its own quality,
Strung together
With bands of sincerity.

Rumours and Nothing

Patterns emerge
As people unfurl
Whispers that creep,
They Rumours will reap.

Truth be told
Their Instincts echo
Yet are waylaid
And into Nothing they go.

Divine

She
The one
In my dreams
Divine
Radiant

With a mane of sunbeams,
Eyes of starlight,
The voice of a soothsayer
Invokes all that is Me,
Provokes all that should be.

She
A spirit
Unbridled
Runs free.

Shred

Rip
Shred
Move
Shove
Dodge
Bang
Smack
Scream
Throw
Break
One word is all it takes.

Beat
Hum
Buzz
Tap
Twist
Turn
Twirl
Jump
Curl
Stretch
Ache
To make it all go away.