winding whirlpools...

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Released!

Once, hard and very much alive
Now sore and crucified…

No longer buzzing like a beehive
In work his hunger is belied…

He seeks a soothing caress
For his stiffened lament…

Seeking an beyond ordinary transgress
Into his world of passion long unspent…

She sashayed into his peaceful world
Captured by the swirl of a powerful trance…

Pent up emotions teasingly unfurled
Eyes bewildered, misted and askance…

Moving in an unspoken unison
Aiming to do break the barriers implausible…

Seeking freedom from the cold floors of prison
No stone unturned amongst cries inaudible…

Moonbeams bathe the silent courtyard
As towards him she moves in a flurry of skirts…

Pitter-patter of silent dreams in the brickyard
Innocence of their cause, their shy smiles reassert…

Courted by the gentle breeze and playful shadows
They smile their way through the initial awkwardness…

Slowly unfold the layers of night’s trousseau
Even as she smiles at the filling up of her voidness…

Time stands still in her long winding tracks
Hypnotized, captured by a winding whirlpool…

Raging fire lured and hardened by walls of wax
Emotions wound slowly around a familiar spool...

They don’t show any interest in capturing time
As she stands beside the window,
Consumed by the calm of the storm.

Tranquility plays her golden harp
A soft note of eternal peace emanates…
And liquid music flows, unchecked…

Released by their earthly bonds
Their spirits stroll into the night…
A bejeweled sky bends her back
Eavesdrops on their conversation
Smothered by the soft kisses of laughter.
posted by meghna mohan at 4:42 PM 0 comments

Bitter Sweet...

I lean upon my long lost friend
To scour the long left rooms
Of bitter sweet memories.

Two complete strangers
A play of fate, a play of words
Rushing smear of words,
A battle of wits.

Shocking intimacy
Ruthless reality
Reason for togetherness,
Reason for separation?

Steps roll into a distant past,
Creativity, whip lash wits,
Eros and a splash of colours.
Delusional thoughts strung incoherently,
Suggestive with a bright aura
Substituting images with words.

The animate and the inanimate,
Worlds in their own,
Separate dreams of him and me.
posted by meghna mohan at 4:02 PM 0 comments

Deliverance

A rushing smear of noise,
Darkness descends
With her orchestra of stars
Leaping out of placid smoothness
Looking as delicate as french lace
And every bit seductive as red.

An arrogant pleasure rakes her body
As she meanders through a sleeping kingdom.
Unperturbed, souls lie asleep in a cradle of dreams.
Abandoned by reality, they surrender
To the velvet blanket she brings along,
Slave to the basic instinct of sleep
They give into her charm and
Drown in the pull of a different world.

She, the high priestess, invokes deep slumber
Captures their deepest desires
Transforms them into dreams
Shocking intimacy?

She smiles mirthlessly,
Arms spread out, as if to show
That this is what she predicted.
She bursts out laughing,
With the abruptness of a cry.
She laughs, shaking like a child
The stars stand, mute spectators
To her sobs of deliverance.
posted by meghna mohan at 4:00 PM 0 comments

Intimate crimes...

All hearts suffer intimate crimes,

Innumerable mazes, innumerable doors,

Suppressed reality and thoughts,

Pent up emotions,

All - contents of a ticking time bomb.

The wrath, the anger

Go unseen.

Wonderfully masked by the make up of a smile.

Plotting a crime,

Dreams of it,

Wakes up to the screams of bloody murder!!!

posted by meghna mohan at 3:59 PM 0 comments

Stripped reality

Not much remains
In my mind
Of twenty four years.

Only disconnected bits
Held together by the
Single glue called memory.

Loose faces of men
Who fought to hide
From themselves
The fact that they knew
The answers to my questions.

They seemed to be
Conspirators in my doom
To being a recluse,
Days without purpose
And nights of loneliness.
And this inspite of
Living in a million dollar
Atrocity called home.

Malevolent voices,
Wicked and chuckling,
A melange of foul odors,
All surround me.

Whipped by the wind
And lashed by the rain
My face remains stripped
Of everything except
Glistening brown eyes.
posted by meghna mohan at 3:56 PM 0 comments

Vogue cut out!!

Melting darkness
Melange of sweet smells,
He stood across my french window
My vogue cut out.

Glistening eyes,
The body of a Greek god,
A shirtless vision,
A feast to my eyes!

We spoke unmolested,
In word ridden glances,
Captured, swallowed, digested!

They were, buried in a time capsule.
Glimpses of coveted life,
Flashed for my benefit...

I gaped even as he looked up,
No acknowledgement,
He stared back unabashedly
Spiralled my senses...

The charm dissolved apace...
I was no longer intrigued!!!
posted by meghna mohan at 3:54 PM 0 comments

A startled stop

Threatened in some nameless manner

Alone in the ruins of a building,

Doomed to a life of self - indulgence,

He hides behind a closed door.

An odd sense of distance,

An act of annihilation,

A wish to negate existence?

I am reminded of a one way glass-

They let light rays in

None escape though-

Belligerent defensiveness?

There is something impersonal,

Something in him I cannot reach.

Happiness seems to stare back at him

With unmasked distaste.

He wears a look of drained passivity.

No look of mockery or amusement.

It's as if he doesn't belong in these moments.

A haze that could rip apart

At any moment, to some shape of disaster,

Seems to be his only solace.

Probably doomed to a life of self - indulgence,

He's a startled stop between spirit and body.

posted by meghna mohan at 3:49 PM 0 comments

Childish vulnerable dimples
Adorn a dusky elusiveness
Of a face, many a poet couldn't capture.
Heart breaking beauty she possess
From that slender neck
Down to her tiny ankles.
Delicate fingers weave
Artistic patterns.
An art to enchant
She holds in the dark curls
That curtain her translucent beauty.
As the morning steals upon the night
A smile serenades her face.
A predatory glimmer covers
The depths of her demure
Brown eyes as she scans
The crowd for his approaching face.
posted by meghna mohan at 3:04 PM 0 comments

Monday, December 18, 2006

Forgive me !

Maybe it is not worth saying it again...
I know I have hurt you, seems like I
Dont care…
so this is to
undo wrongs
To let you know that theres nothing I
really care for, nothing I really want...
except for you, your love & your heart
I have been
hardened...
over da yrs
rough times
all leave me
selectively -
amnesiac...
of wonders
dat love may
hold for us....


Quiet! I choke
On karma, right now...
heard in your
familiar voice my
own stale tears, my
very own forgotten--
pain, many years in.......
hard won recovery.....
I know I'm a choice.....
made real lucky by
sheer good providence
cn i interest u in a chance
for me, me again?


You called me into your life
we began to share a feeling...
a bond that stays gud & true.
we do continue to still -
care in spite of all these-
issues - that have crept...
battles we have fought..
having suffered through all
these... mistakes I do
manage to make all da
time .... mindlessly still
U know I love you a lot..
But still manage to hurt..
you...i... am really sorry!!!



loved
you & still do.....
the memory of that -
lovely.... evening
we were so close, the
sky ws lukin down at us
together,
we were
about to
step into
a lovely -
life ahead
we didn't-
stop to...... wonder if it would
remain all goody goody, nice &
sweet, but it did and i love
every bit of it. It remains
justified... that we are
together not by force
but loads of solitary loyalty
plenty of hope and luv
i feel nothin bt u!



I know that I have put you thru
some real tough times since we
have been together. I know!!!!!
you have
fought....
to stifle
anger.....
fought --
a silence.
being a -
little.......
bitter evn
I have left you hurting and furious
it didn't come from ego or a anythin
else trust me, I've luck against me..



first time it is not i
know and you have
been nuthin bt nice to
me. I vow to be more-
cued into you your needs
listen to stuff unheard by
me & unsaid by you so-
far. please! I ask of u..
forgive me a li'll naive
I've heard your voice
since day one...been
lost in a trance.....
hold me close i
do love you
i do!


I have been true to you, believe me
I've put you through a lot of pain....
Believe me when i say I'v suffered..
your pain
with you,
I know....
dsnt seem
That way!
I would never hurt
u on purpose, for I
have my
very own
selfish.....
reasons
again eh?
It is different trust me, coz i would be
be hurting my own heart, that which u
have given me. I'm holding it close 2 me
posted by meghna mohan at 5:20 PM 0 comments

beautiful disaster
unfolding slowly...

is no master
but queen of folly!

unravelling emotions
sentiments anew...

dispelled notions
rolling in new hues!

needing some time
abundant forgiveness...

happiness- a pinch of lime
mistakes need seiving!

take the promises
hold them close!
posted by meghna mohan at 3:02 PM 0 comments

Saturday, December 16, 2006

Holding me in a trance....


What do i feel? elation, happiness, an anusual calm?
It is a trance I feel myself staring into, eyelashes not batting!
I cannot break away from it... I don't want to...
Warm hands hold me back in an enveloping embrace
Soft brown eyes speak volumes of a different world.
Mystified I am... though for many the outside world
Would hold a far greater appeal, I would beg to differ...
A soft reassuring voice, broad dependable shoulders...
An unending melody that lulls me into comfortable sleep....
Saves me from the madness that is this world
Brings some amount of sanity to this wandering soul...
Keeps me rooted... the love grows...
I am in a trance, I'v no plans of escaping from!
posted by meghna mohan at 4:22 PM 0 comments