I Love You

I love you in my ramblings
and my ageless meanderings
I love you in the darkness of my heart
and in the depth of my prayers

I love you in the shadows of my endless nights
and in my moments under the sun
I love you in the confusion of my gibberish thoughts
and in the stillness of my stark silence

I love you in the crest and trough of my unsung songs
and the rhymeless words of my zillion unwritten poems
I love you in the zenith of my rage and scorn
and in nadir of my self-esteem and self-destruction.

I love you in the squalor and penury
and in the seldom splendor and affluence of life
I love you in the slavery of my habits
and in the freedom of my breath

BURN ME WITH PLEASURE

BURN ME WITH PLEASURE
NO SIGH WILL ESCAPE MY BREATH
NO WORD WILL SLIP THROUGH MY TONGUE
MY HEART WILL NOT SKIP A BEAT
NOR WILL I BLEED
WHEN I TURN TO ASHES
DON'T BRUSH ME AWAY
I WILL MINGLE MY WAY
THROUGH THE DUST
OR WILL GET LOSE IN THE AIR ANYWAY.

Kuch khwabo k par nahi hote
woh khilte hai phool ki tarha
lehere uthati hai par unhe terna nahi aata
behete hai siskioki terha,
aur phir dubh jati hai,
khamosh kiske zahen mein,
saagar mein ek boondh aasu ki tarha.

The mirror

The mirror show me many faces
faces I have found and lost
faces I never knew existed
faces which were nothing but moist

Will these faces merge to one ever?
Will they call truce or stay rebel always?
Or will time sculpt them into different shapes,
slice them into a zillion pieces more?

How I wish the mirror lied
How I wish they break into pieces
And release me of this eternal fight.