Dreaming of you, yes YOU

Posted by Zave | Posted in , , | Posted on 07:41


It is a little past seven in the morning,
I dreamt of you.
Wide awake 'cause of this feeling,
This feeling of you!

'I saw you from the corner of my eye,
Walking probably to your car,
Poised gait and determined steps,
Unaware of me or anyone really.
I stopped on the steps,
Thought of turning around and well ...,
"But what would be the point", as they say.

But if time has taught me anything it is this,
Letting go of you is not humanely possible for me,
So I turned around, and there you were at a distance.
"Hey you",  seemed to be an indifferent smile on you.
I smile big, thinking "at least she recognizes me",
We hug, and kiss each other on the cheeks.
"How are you?", the standard statement of all.

But I don't remember what I said,
I barely recollect the words you spoke,
Save that feeling of standing next to you,
Being content, plain simple joy of seeing you,
The heart beating even faster each second,
Catching a smile of you, the stretch of your lips,
Just you, what else did I need,
What else did I ever need in life save you?

Then we found ourselves in the middle of nowhere,
Near an empty road, and it started to pour down,
You took my hand, "come, I can see a light there".
And then I remembered where I was,
Near the road, that led to my home,
Not where I live, not where I had ever lived,
But my home none the less, get it?

"This way", I screamed on top of the patter of the rain,
"What? Where?", you would rather go what you can see,
"Come along", I took your hand this time,
'Cause "trust me" was probably pretty implicit.

And we reached the door steps of my neighbour,
"Towels please, and the keys to my house",
They gladly handed me both, "but it's raining".
True, it had got even heavier by the minute,
But home is home, that is the place I know,
And for the first time and probably the last,
You are here, how could I not bring you there?

We ran again, with a childish glee on my face,
Unlocked the door, and steped in,
I turned around to look at you,
You had a smile on your face,
Wet and exasperated, but smiling,
My job was done, what else could I want,
I felt relieved, but then a pain in my gut,
I thought to myself, "oh, how have I missed you"!'

I woke up, sweating on my bed,
With the AC running at twenty six,
With this emptiness inside,
Like I just lost everything in a second,
Reminding me again, lest I forget,
"I miss you, how badly I still do"!

My kind of love

Posted by Zave | Posted in , | Posted on 02:51


They talk about passionate love,
I say, no, I don't want that.

I want a love which looks the usual,
But pulls me to deeper depths by the day,
Grips me with a gradual fervor, bit by bit,
One which makes sense, but only after a while.

They have a phrase, love is crazy,
I wish I get one which is not.

I want a love which is understandable,
Where my heart and mind can be one,
Without conflicts they can be at peace,
And I don't have to fight an unending war.

They would probably say I am boring,
Let them, I really don't care.

I am content in simply being sane,
Holding her, while she walks alongside me,
Trying to figure her out, every step of the way,
Knowing it might last forever, or just a single day.

The she

Posted by Zave | Posted in , | Posted on 00:58


In a sea of silence she is the only word,
In the desert of ugliness, a sole mirage,
Of hope, and utter disbelief.

She is, the sources of the prayers,
The pride and their envy,
A midnight summer's dream.

Walking by, waving a smile,
Almost breaking through,
The facade of the uninterested.

Paths to you

Posted by Zave | Posted in | Posted on 00:58


This road leads me somewhere,
Wishing that the paces left are few,
These step that I take in haste,
In a blind hope it would be you.

There is always that chosen one,
Reasons apparent, definitely not me.
You give it all you have, no less I know,
Just as I have, only you don't know.

But this heart doesn't crumble,
It has been in ruins since I know when.
Now it is just another of those strikes,
Surprisingly painless, miraculously swift!

Meaningless rants, empty echo, these,
Cooked out of unadulterated pessimism,
Finally I turn back and take a different turn,
Wondering if it is leading me to you again!


Posted by Zave | Posted in , | Posted on 01:47


One step at a time,
Scampering into the golden sunshine,
Dragging along the dirt from the rubble,
As little as possible, as clean as it can be,
Holding the palm up to manage the glare,
Seeping in those little rays visible in dust,
Imagination laid on the canvas of reality.

A touch of strength, an ounce of courage,
And escape into the realm of possibilities,
Just another step, it is time.

Ignoring the tattered screeching knees,
Stretching the arm searching for anything,
With an undying hope and a resilient mind,
Trembling to get up on those rusty feet,
Soaking in the promise, starting to believe,
A faint smile overpowering the doubt,
As the head rises a fraction towards pride.

Free from the self made shackles,
Marching to victory, alone and joyous,
There is no path, save the one you pave.

To a lost cause

Posted by Zave | Posted in , | Posted on 01:46


The merciless clock keeps unwinding,
Gathering up each moment, flushing it out of existence,
Running down the seemingly endless opportunities,
And me, trying hard to hold on, press on to the path chosen.

Giving up seems easy, almost inevitable,
'Cause it is but a long lost cause,
Yet I hold on to those scattered words,
In the hope it would come to a conclusion,
To an end I would want it to, no matter when.

Turning away

Posted by Zave | Posted in , | Posted on 01:44


I have gone to the point of no return,
Spent too much time without concern,
Build far less bridges than I have burned,
Now at the crossroad I know not where to turn.

There were few that I knew existed for me,
Fewer still are left to tell those little tales,
What goes within is best left alone anyways,
They've grown up, time to just let them be.

What's with the world that's going up in flames,
Or is it just me reeling in it's scathing heat?
The rest have made a life of it the best they could,
And silly me trying not to abide by the rules of the games.

Now you judge and I'm made the bad guy,
The rotten dead among the shining lot,
"Go away, you don't fit in", they cursed at me,
And I left, without a second look, never asking "Why"?
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