On the other side !!

Fleeting winds through those panes.

Sweet scent of musk.

Whisper in the air and rustling sheets.

While love sweep through those locks.

Juliet and her balcony.

Love life lost and found.

{ Note : I saw this balcony at Piazza Navona,Rome. I could write a poetry then and there. Photo courtesy my husband.}

Rainy Noon !!

Slow and endless drizzle

Sadder still.

Rain ‘does not know how to fall upwards’.

The couch and a blanket

Sipping a cup and letting it fall.

Look through the window

If the sun kissed the rays

Or the rainbow pleased the rain.

None…but the droplets

Endless and cold.

To the moon and back

They spell the verses in rhyme and time.

Joy of red lush.

Reflection of celebration.

Vows of togetherness

Come what may, the high and low.

And 'I love you to the moon and back'.

Ring the bell for the First.

Toast to lifetime.

Mind games.

Imagine you did not say those words                                          
And the world was still the same unturned!

Imagine you sailed off to the endless blue

Away from the voice that made you run!

Imagine Love was not a difficult word

The day your heart cried out loud.

Imagine the dark was never alone

And canvas was all around.

Imagine it was never without you

And no rose had to dry.

You called me a day dreamer

And I wished you could fly!

Leap of Faith ...

A promise that we kept.

Healing the wounds

Inflicted by distance

Drops that rolled down

Words which were scrolled down

Found its meaning and existence.

Feel of sand under our feet

Musk roses and crimson skies !!

Epiphany …!

I welcome you until you barge in .

Tamper my decisions..Break my rules!

Love not to ruin the self..

Self is all I have.

I am my own creator

I am the one who will ‘crash n burn’

You won’t even know ..

And I will not be around.

Your heart is what I protect.

Till you hear me…

You spin me n take me round

Till the hand is holding tight..

I can feel when you withdraw.

And wait till you return..

When that wind crush that down

I will not be around....

Drug called Love !

Addiction to that body and soul

High on the feeling of togetherness

Trance and the ecstasy.

The frenzy that cripples logic.

The craziness that is caused by no needle

It’s the highway …And the journey called Love.

It likes the dark and the white.

The night and the day.

It’s a constant lingering of illusions and reality

Let go and restrain.

And the hangover that is so craved for.

Injected by Love.

P:S - I don't do drugs.  I am drugs.  ~Salvador Dali