I Love You O Woman

Breathing in the warm interiors of your womb,
Was my first confrontation with the bewitching thing called life.
My miniature tiny feet kicked for the first time,
You erupted in joy rather than scream in pain.
Carrying in the arms, when you first smiled at me,
I knew where I can turn to when I am devastated in life.
I was not brilliant among my fellows,
But for you, I was the brightest star in the sky.
Sitting by your grave, I often thing about the fact,
There was so much to tell you when you were alive.


I walked to the school, holding your hand,
So responsibility was a norm which I learned from you.
Carrying my secrets always in your heart,
You often saved me from our furious Dad.
The soaring kites in the clear blue sky,
The paddling in the rain water pits,
Sneaking into the neighbour’s garden,
And fighting over the stolen fruits,
We were partners of crime in our nostalgic childhood.
I was weeping on the threshold of our garden house,
When you walked out of that door with the anchor of your life.


Standing alone on the crossroads of my life,
No purpose to live and no one to share my life.
Then I felt your presence by my side,
Motivating my conscious to scale those heights.
Soaked in perspiration, when you were locked in my arms,
I explored the tranquillity in boundless love.
My house was in disarray and so was my life,
You stepped in like the Merlin and rejuvenated them alike.
The life comes all around, I realized that,
When you honoured me with the feeling of being a father.
Walking with me till the end of the horizon,
You stood with me in my highs and my lows.


I stumbled on your door steps with liquor in my mouth,
Which I had swallowed to dissolve the miseries of my life.
While being caressed between the grasp of your legs,
I reached the serenity which a skilful courtesan emulates.
Your scent still entices me, every time I walk that lane,
You fulfil my desire to escape from this life.

No questions you ask, no answers you demand,
With care and affection you manage my other home.
No cries of children and no discussions about life,
Far away from the maddening worries, I get the environment I need.
Satisfied me like a woman and accompanied me like a friend,
Lame are those people who don’t understand a mistress.

My heart weeps when I see the injustice doomed on you,
Spineless are those men who dishonoured you.
If the world is a flower then its fragrance is you,
I love you O Woman, because you complete me.

I cannot cry

Proud we feel, being the guardians of our race,

From who are we guarding, remains a mystery to our brains.

Protecting the boundaries, we sacrifice our lives,

Wrong were those people, who sketched these lines.

Seasons change and life evolves,

We dont budge an inch and expose our ground.

In the merciless heat of the enraged sun,

I miss the roof of my village home.

Tired and exhausted, when I used to return at dusk,

Her love and caring would always wipe away my pain.

She used to feed me with her hands, every ounce of a meal,

Her face would light up, when I asked for some more.

Sleeping in her lap, I felt relieved of problems,

Now in severe misery, I often shout her name,

My confidence sinks when I dont find her around.

In the spring, when I see kids playing in the park,

I visualize my angels whom I have seen growing in pictures.

I search for some puerility after an arduous day at work,

Only then I understand why couples germinate a child.

A thought passes my mind, when I look at my hands soaked in blood,

Will my angle recognize me, when I smile and lift her in my arms?

When the howling winds challenges might of the mightiest,

When the Earth is covered with the carpet of snow.

When the sunshine wears the mask of Judas,

And the darkness mocks behind the clouds.

The colourful days will be small and lonely nights will now be long.

I shiver in the ruthless nights and long for the touch of my love,

In the bizarre need of her body, my hand often searches the other side of bed.

Coiled up in the blanket, I sleep with the thought,

She would be reeling for my presence in her lonely nights.

Suddenly my eyes open, when I think, what if...

The departure of autumn leaves, evokes the memories of those gone,

My brothers and my friends who died in my arms.

The drinks we had and the laughs we shared,

were dwindled away in their untimely death.

Carrying their blood soaked bodies; I saved the life of few,

Their dependent condition, now questions my virtue.

Shiver runs through my bones, when I see their paralysed body,

Wrong are those people, who think we are not afraid of death.

Sitting alone in the corner of a room, when I am looking at the pouring raindrops,

And dawdling with the ice cubes in the whisky glass,

I realize while soldiers drink so much and laugh about life.

I should have busted in tears in arms of loves ones long back,

My soul would have lightened and the pain would have eased.

But we had pledged to never bow, no matter what comes our way,

Since, I am a soldier and I cannot cry.

Lust or Love

Drenched in sweat, you were sleeping in my arms,

The next moment you walked away leaving me alarmed.

Stranded and hurt, I am waiting for my recuperation,

So dont heat up your bed, my nights are still lonely.

Marks of our passion are still fresh on my body,

Nostalgia pinches me when I visualize how they were formed.

Your whispering in my ears still tickles me in my dreams,

Poor pillows have now started to complain

Lingering on the thin thread of hopeless hope, I might knock at your door,

Just allow to me to come in, I promise I won’t talk.

I made sure that we never cross our paths,

But the world is harsh on broken hearts,

Tormented and tortured I felt when I saw you blossoming in other’s arms,

How quickly you forgot the times when we used to be desperate to reach our home.

Eating alone in a cafeteria troubles me a lot,

But curled up in the blanket is when I need you the most.

Confused I feel, because I only think about your body,

Was it lust or love? Or they are synonyms of the same.