Wait

I am burning like a lamp

in the longing of ur footsteps

to stop at my door.

I am here not there,

I am in the music,

my mind makes, while it searches for your fragrance

on the sheets of the night,

What are tears, or a smile,

my face only knows wait,

i dunno how that looks,

but you will recognize me

there is yearning in my gaze.

I look calm, I am pale,

I am featherless,

though not fettered, i just sit their and wait,

Even when I am not there,

I am in the music,

my mind creates, while it searches for the threads

of our fate.

When you come, walk slowly,

and pass by me,

When you come, don't touch

or disturb my gaze,

the stillness I will lose,

this color on my face will fade,

I am myself,

waiting for you...

just don't take it away.

I have looked in many eyes,

lying close to the other

I might have loved.

I have admired my eyes,

in their eyes,

or shied away but,

never was I lost.

You are strikingly familiar,

but the stories are so similar, that I hear

from the hush-hush of the streets.

You have lost your color,

but painstakingly,

your essence

still sticks on my hand.

Waiting in a vaccum

Forced to see the other side,

or just attracted by the light,

the sunflower in my heart is

adamant to follow the sunlight.

Waits for the sun every morning,

bids a warm farewell each night,

With a hope in each petal,

it waits for the sunlight.

Wait has its own color,

waiting has its own shade,

but over the time,

the one waiting and waited for

have the same name.

The wait can have its own taste,

which on my tongue melts slowly

the color of the sky,

the game of time,

its a new painting every day.

I have no recollection of what I was waiting for,

I have no recollection of where I came from,

the past that i had so carefully held to my heart,

is now just a dust ball..

I now just wait, I now just ache.

I will never return again

I have left that corner,

i used to frequent daily,

and the rest of the day,

that corner stayed in my heart.

I have left the sunlit, dreamy path

leading to the corner,

I used to wait by,

and the rest of the day,

the wait for that corner,

lingered in my heart.

I have left that corner far behind,

where, like the promised ray of light

i touched you every day

I have left that corner,

far behind.

I have kept in my heart bitter sweet tastes

of your words,

I have kept in a knot

some beautiful nights of wait.

I have in my smile the brightness of

those lovely days.

I have held tight the rope of the new day

I have left that corner behind

where like on canvas

you left few colors on my face.

On that corner,

one day,

your colors were not enough.

i wiped them of my face,

I stil carry those wiped colors

on my hand though,

but i will never return again.

Don't look at me..

my whispers will reach your

imagination.

Don't you worry.

Every time your eyes

heave a sigh,

and want to look at me,

ill be there,

i will hold your hand,

I will smile back at you,

i will fold my voice in neat folds

and send it your way.

but hold your breath

don't look at me.

I can't stop thinking about the darkness

in which you hide your face.

Your thoughts keep my room alight

even in the darkest hour of the night.

and

your presence makes me smile,

but,

don't look at me,

don't look into my eyes.

If you must,

soak my glow,

let me just look away,

my eyes burn

and still cannot light your darkness,

consumed by longing,

they are ablaze.

Then let me pretend,

I am shy, if you insist to look at me,

and let me look away,

if i cannot light your place...

imagining your gaze

troubles me in here...

Don't look,

till I can look into your eyes.

You, me, it.

Is it me, or is this you?
Something breathes heavily under my skin.
Tonight,
I will sit by my window,
my stranger my heart's kin.
Take me along, I'll ride with you,
or should I surrender,
without any battle and let it win?
It was me, no longer 'it' I possess,
and a battle ground is prepared within.