Saturday, May 28, 2011

Alone

The crimson is still settling on the silver horizon,
The sparkling white dots taking shapre in the sky,
On this crumpled ochre beach I am sitting all alone,
Dare I ask myself atlast, how and why?

The allure of glittering gold holds no more,
The silky midnight blue nights,
Softened with muted cyanine lights,
Hightened senses drenched in sparkling red,
Of brightly painted lips and pink on the bed,
The clatter of coins and velvet of cash,
The laughter of arrogance and fake smiles,
Short lived relationships held together,
By thin feeble thread of desire.

I wonder did I miss the innocent white,
That shone in your blue eyes,
Did I miss those soft pink hands,
That could have held mine under the skies.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

क्षितीज

जसा पावसाचा वावर,
उभ्या क्षितिजावर,
सूर्यकिरणांच्या रेषांतून,
इंद्रधनुचा बहर,
मेघ सावळे दाटले,
डोंगरमाथ्यावर,
कधी तहान भागते?
तृषा धरणीची अनावर,
आता बरसून सरी,
चिंब भिजल्यावर,
तुझ्या डोळ्यातले भाव,
आण ओठांच्यावर,
मन माझे उधाण,
भिर भिर वाऱ्यावर,
आता सांडू दे जरा,
तुझ्या प्रेमाचा सागर,
जसा पावसाचा वावर,
उभ्या क्षितिजावर,
उभ्या क्षितिजावर.