Sunday, May 30, 2010

The Wind Chime: A poem by me . .Followed by a friends poem.


The Wind Chime

I sit on warm patio
Facing the setting Sun;
You look in opposite oblivion

Would we talk again?
Will you ever be
Mine again, I think now

Why it matters so much?
The hollow promises
Would I love you anymore?

White waves kiss the shore
Light breeze drafts 
The wind chime kinks merrily

Your bewitching touch I long
Fingers in my hair
Smudged kohl of your eyes

Sublime divine wind chime
Your slow poison smile
Where is it now lost?

This ache in your heart
Your falling tears
I would have always stopped 

Strong gush of wind befalls
Chime it takes along
Crumbled pieces lay around!

Tensed, thoughts scurrying
I pick the broken chime
Will it ever play again?

Has our affair ended
Like the silver chime
It played blissfully in harmony

Just then on my back
I feel your hands
Your head resting on me

Our souls unite
I clutch your hands
Turn around and embrace

Your love engulfs me
Hearts beat in unison
And play the sacred chime

--by Pankaj Goyal

At The Other End of The Porch (the girl's side of the story)

This sea wind is
fanning the flame
Of anger within me;
I hate its humid
calm contrast against
my dry hurt feelings.
Sitting across me,
Immense ocean
Reinforces my reality!

Reality of loneliness
In this vast
Unknown unforgiving world.
I shudder, shudder
At this thought
Of life without you!
With a sigh
I tilt my head
On our porch pillar.
Yes, ours it is!
Like this place
We call our home.
This pillar feels
weak at the thought
of your shoulders.

Your brave shoulders,
Bathed in my tears
Each time I cried.

Your tender shoulders,
I leaned on
Laughing at your wit.
Either occasion, when
I raised my head
To meet your deep brown eyes,
I saw the infinite
Diamonds, reflecting
Multifaceted light of your love.
The corner wrinkle,
Promised me that
With age grows our love.
Then, sudden gush
Of wild wind
Snaps me back to present.

Turning towards you,
Your tense back
Makes me wonder what happened.

This distance - 
Painful, agonizing.
Ur sadness – intolerable, excruciating.
Each step towards
You is genteelly
Vanishing my marks of anger.
Now, as I hold
You within me,
My cosmos has achieved nirvana.
And as you
Engulf me back,
The world is spinning right once again.

--by Ashni Patel

Friday, May 7, 2010

Ravish Me

This piece is from a virgin's heart. How in this modern world a girl is still worried about her inner insecurities.



Shackles, the invisible ones
I lay trapped in clutches of keyless locks
Morals, Ethics, Traditions they say
Keeps my wings bound by shame

Where are you lost?
Your images I have conjured in mind
I long for a tactile touch
On this chaste heart that resides
In my pure abode

Feared I am, I might lose it all
My white soul is my only wealth
Like time, once gone it won’t be back
My mind pleads for that surety
which rests in unwavering hands

Pain, I know comes with it
Ready I am, to go through
Come and free me of this oppression
Liberate me of these heavy chains
that lie deep within myself

I am a river yet to meet its ocean
A flower yet to blossom
An un-carved wood
A pristine fruit to be eaten

I seek for you, my worthy God
To embellish the temple of my body
Embark hither and release me
I want to melt in thee
Come now and ravish me
Come now and ravish me