A Fleeting Tete-a-tete

I thought you would never come,
Never come to me.
Yet I hoped someday,
You might knock at my door,
And through your eyes
Show me the world anew.

The world that I have visited only in my dreams:

Where the sky kisses the azure ocean
And bees hum to their heart’s delight;
Where the pristine moon smiles back
And radiates bliss in its silvery hue;
Where an unspoken word means more than
Anything that has ever been said;
Where a touch can soothe the pained heart
And make time stand still.

And then you came in the stillness of the night,
Oblivious to even me while I slept;
I woke up from my dream
And found you in me,
In all your splendor.

I wish I was awake!

But soon your time was spent.
You walked away in broad daylight,
As I bade adieu with moistened eyes.
The burden of your footsteps trampled me,
As you faded into the horizon.
Now in my dreams, I sometimes find you;
Only to lose you in rousing.

And then I wish I was still asleep!

Futile Cycle

Sometimes when I think,
I do think that I do not want to think;
But then I think and keep thinking
Until I again think of not to think.

Jhore Swapnobhongo

The title is adapted from the famous poem 'Nirjhore swapnobhongo' by Tagore.

Prem eshechilo ekdin, nirobe, songopone
Matiye tulechilo mon pran deho
Bhashiye diyechilo amar ekool okool khaniker tore.

Aaj jhoro hawar neshai mataal amar sei prem
Se ure jacche, ami chutchi tar pechone..pranpone
Tarpor hothat ghum bhenge gelo
Hoyto sopno dekhchilam naki bastob?


Mumbai
11.2.09