Absence

Drop by drop the oil lamp
Burnt its hope and waited
While the night draped his mantle
of a zillion sparkling dots,
To kiss the dawn alive
And meet his deathly lot.
I remain at the corner we met
Tracing the outlines of your gifts
Captured shadows blew
lightness into my being,
Dawn's deepest secrets
revealed themselves to the night
And in my half-empty embrace, I held
the greatest gift of them all
silent presence, your absence,
Filling me with all it takes to love.

Era Wind's Muffler Story

Your survival splashes no stories

But another's death? 

Oh yes, oh yes

Color the corpse, 

dress up, dress up

Drape him in green

and here we go

Heave ho, heave ho,

He was murdered by the cow

Fury lashes a thousand tongues

Silence, silence, this intolerance

Return the stars, trophies and all

Not glory, only guts, you dreary dimwits

A superstar who has figured it all

Perchance he made the empire fall

And rules the Delhi of the old

From paper thrones the shape of gold

Mangoes, mufflers, modesty

Take the broom, all is dusty

Or better still start counting odds

Of getting even and betting ends

Get in the line, quick form a queue 

And repeat after me, "is this true"?

And wrap your muffler tight around ears. 

Runaway, Return

Run away from unreturned lust

Summon the sun, memories of thy skin

Go quickly to the west

Bring back those rain clouds, 

wild drum beats of arcane rhythms 

No, just crumble to dust

Sweet torments, fire, desire, 

Where is justice, calm and peace?

Oh find a way to quench this thirst

Bleeding odes to amarantine bruises 

Bones turn to jiggling-jelly-pits of touch

Melting wrinkles, fusing fingers, 

erasing future, dreaming up yesterdays 

And love's gigantic monuments that crush

My night heaves behind this incrust 

Breath, return, bring thy life-gust

Oh go quickly to the west.

Miscarriage

Keeper-of-melancholy, madnened-by-rain

Many mantles I wear, many faces unseen

Mother to a soul that is hidden to the world

I await your birth in an alternate universe

Create little pools of happiness from dribbles,

Golden auras of snug from mud-tainted fingers

And hum not-to-be-repeated-lullabies

Into never-to-be-seen tiny ears

I sleep in red blankets and wake up 

drenched in warm shreiks

Giggle daily in your special way

At my minuscule-giant hint of gay

And wonder if each single day 

You dream of me as the cool moon ray

Pain

They say we are here to learn the song

Nature strums on your gene-strings

What hurts you once, will kill you forever 

And what's left is stronger; survives

Rubbish! Desire burnt to ashes

Rises again to sweet spring's shower

The pain, it starts to crumble slowly turning into dust, love fumbles to lust

And all is then lost. Rubbish!

I die day after day of hearing-nothing-from you

Reborn with each sentence you write

Desire, death, lust, and life

I love you with all these and more

And so I say, nature's songs are her lessons to herself not to you

I am here not to learn to change my life's course; but to seek and see 

In you, me. In me, you. 

Giver, seeker, lover, lust-er, and yes,

Moonlight on god-forsaken paths

Kiss -2

Heavens split up and oceans sank 

And I fell through this wild dark

Deep crack in the womb of earth

Darkness has an orange glow

I know, I know, I know

Sweetness has a sour ghost

Bitter, hungry, naked feind 

Boils my blood, freezes at once

Inch by inch, my insides, skin

Awash with bitter tears; slow

Salty trickles into no man's land

Your song's swift guilloutine sweep ends finger-fumblings, crinkled-corners; all 

But darkness has an orange glow

Lustrous shadows, hasten to slow

A soulless death; dainty hollow life

And no redemption will do but this

Just your bitter-sweet, sour, never-again kiss

Architectural Conquests

Win the world? Oh the gall!

Giant dreams, ethereal, fragile

Steel mountains, eggs- tractile

You leave but your name beguiles

Trees, leaves, grounds, red earth

Sacrifice themselves at the altar of glass

You win, you win, they sing when tamed

Into little corner pots, soveiners- framed

Quake the earth with your drill, go on 

Dig, reap, search, plunder, rape and build 

Once you raise your Pantheon,

Catch a flight to a far away land

Lie on the grass, sand, water

Find your grain, true self, nature

Oh the gall!