Dreams, yours and mine!

Let's trade our dreams.
Yours are stark.
Mine, candy floss. 
I am sure you don’t mind the sweet
Yours, I doubt, will be a treat!
Lets bargain for more
Get more out of life.
My dream, the color of rose petal,
shall give you an insight
You must
Understand the pink
And, to your colorless dream,
I will add a tinge!

Your Lies

I love your lies
that you 
weave to 
make my day!
The play of words,
that veil your intent
is your forte

Let me fall back 
comfortably 
in my pretense
Let me ,once again
honor your lies

Random Rhetoric

Lukewarm coffee
Insipid Conversations
Inane relations
Life deserves better ! 
A book, well thumbed
A heart, that once hummed
A picture yellowed around edges
Remnants of smile
Traces of happy life.
Longing and craving
Of Utopian dreams
And unused fantasies
Love., as passionate as tropical rain
And life, unacquainted with pain.
Visions of halcyon times!

The Beginning of a Rainbow

He hummed a songless tune
Sanguine notes filled the air
Like the sound of falling rain
Or the call of the cuckoo
May be, like a whisper of leaves
He hummed to himself.
In sync with nature.
His eyes held mine
For an eon, may be
pleading silently
for words,
to complete his song.
I felt the rain on me
The caress of zephyr
His crooned softly
In my ear
Now complete with the words
I had lent him
And the rain drenched us both!

More than a Muse

You are,
a little more
than being just a muse
of my countless odes

I have tucked you
in the frail,yellowed page
of my favorite diary,
along with,
my half scribbles
and, the dry carnation,
that you'd quietly pressed in my hand
one languid afternoon.

You come alive often,
without needing a spur,
to become the words
of yet another poem.

I have often scribbled your name
across the vast blue sky.
My fingers, blankly running with
the flow
that spells your name!

I keep you safe
within me,
Like the deer holds the musk.
My days are fragrant
with your thought!

Bolder Hues

Deepen my pastels
It's time the hues changed
Even the leaves alter their color
When the seasons change.

Give my pastels a deeper tone
The weak must now turn a new leaf
Let the hue be bolder 
The colors have since long simmered
It's time, they blazed

Ache Within

 I have stood apart
at a distance,
from your world and  its periphery
knowing well,
you can  do  without
everything  that's me !
I  stand,nevertheless,
fighting  my  anxiety

we come a long way
longer than  eternity
yet I find a disconnection-
a crack, that pretends  to heal

An ache settles in my heart
and becomes  a part of my being