Rainy Tales

In the beginning,
Puddles of joy,
Paper boats and splashed laughter,
Joyous drenchings, Mama’s scoldings,
Wet classrooms with the wet-sock-stink,
And along muddy ways, the great
Umbrella chase, in spirits
Undampened by the gale.

Later, silver dreams by a window sill,
With a steaming cup of coffee,
Watching the silver tassels
Tumbling from a dark saree
Draped across a swarthy sky;
And pitter-patter lullabies-
Or whispered sweet nothings???
Rainy smiles on rainy nights....

And now... soulful strains
Of a melancholy mood,
A rhythmic recital
Of ineffable loss,
Plaintive notes arising
From sunny days of yore;
Tears streaming down the window pane-
My own or the weeping sky’s???

MACHINE

Wish I could delete
The frozen pain,
The aching silence;
Empty the recycle bin
And lose them forever.

Wish I could copy-paste
The good old days,
Over and over again
In place of this numb pain.

Wish I could undo the mistakes,
Start over anew,
And when the hurt
Makes my life hang,
Instantly shut down and
Restart afresh.

And when it all gets too much,
I could just crash.

Hi All !!!

I am so sorry i haven't been active in the blog world for quite some time now. I have been neither updating my blog nor visiting yours. It's because of my exams. I'll get back into the groove once my exams are over( which will be some time in May). Please do bear with me until then.

Bye. And take care

FUNERAL OF A DREAM

Mourn I today
The death of a dream:
Being cremated
On Reality’s pyre,
Engulfed with fury
By cruel Fate’s fire;
Stinging my eyes,
Singeing my soul,
And as I stand looking
At the ashes grey,
I feel so light-
I am emptied of Life.