The Dusk is leaving...

The Dusk is leaving...
Probably for a distant stroll...
Heaving a sigh over...
Looking back at the day...

The dusk is leaving...
May be to have some time alone...
Thinking about its youth...
Slowing down near the pool...

The dusk is leaving...
Igniting some dying sparks...
Buried deep in night's heart...

The dusk I leaving...
It's footprints in the golden sands...
Falling in heaps, in time's land...

The dusk is leaving...
The day will soon end...
But where'll be dusk then?

May be in rhyming winds...
Those accompanying...
The elongated shadows...

May be in the heart of night...
Where it falls asleep...
Still murmuring...
At the day's events...
Long and tired some...

The nest of silence...
Healing its burning wounds...
Caressing it to emerge soon...

As the day will rise again...
The dusk will too...
Not to leave...

But to depart at the juncture...

Of day and night...

Where real love exists...
Thrown open to the naked eyes...
Not hidden behind any doors...
Departing to dwell in eyes...
Like an unforgettable dream...

Of paradise beautiful...

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On my way...... back

On my way back,

I looked up at the tree,

The sweet light fragrance,

Recalled your memories.

Those scented, little darlings,

Hanging on the tree,

You plucked them for me,

Back in my dreams.

Under the tree,

I wait for you.....Again.

To see you pluck them,

For....Me.

And I.... see you smiling,

There Up.... to me.

I haven't forgotten,

Those days.

When in mornings,

Beside the coffee cup,

You placed those flowers,

Catching me smiling,

Like a little girl to her dolls.

Wake me up from this .....Oh dear!

Gift me nothing else, but these.

I miss nothing else but them and.....You!

Together under the tree.

Still that wait and urge,

When I see them bloom.

And you... not here,

To give me...your love.

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Sometimes...

Sometimes I feel...

You talk to me...

Through the silence...

Of unspoken words...

Confusing me...
Beyond my understanding..

But my heart ...

It understands ...

What you never said...

But meant always...

An unending stream of love...

Through eyes that only see you smile..

And those words that echo now and then

In the void of silence between us...

©. Ravinder kaur 

11th Jan.2016

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Without Dreams (Inspired By Lawanya Wijesekara's poem)

Inspired by Lawanya Wijesekara 's poem," Dreams never made sense to her..."

She lived without dreams...

So attracted wisdom not preached...

When she started to dream...
She joined others to cry and weep...

Without dreams...

She was unconquerable...

And with dreams, all doubted...

Her strength including her...

Without dreams...

She appreciated the creator...

And with dreams...

She tried colouring only hers...

Without dreams...

She was a puzzle to others...

And with dreams...

A prey to the ferocious predator...

Without a dream...

Every direction leading somewhere...

And with a dream...

Always finding herself nowhere...

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Say nothing...

Grab my fears, as if a pillow...

Pull off each feather inside...

Hold my tear as if its dew...

Sprinkle some in the eye...

Drag my dreams as if blindfolded....

To the dawn of reality...

.

Wash off my troubles as if soap...

And clean my soul with your love...

Turn off everything, embracing the silence...

And hear only the beating of hearts....

Say nothing and still say everything...

With eyes reading what I hide...

©. Ravinder Kaur 03/01/16

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The Tilted Screen....

As I lay on my bed,

Breathing my last fainting breath,

A smoke rose around me,
With tilted head I looked around,
No one to be seen or found,
A hand grasping my throat,
Cutting out the supply of air,
Making me struggle,
To escape this inexplainable misery,
Something twisting inside me
Like pulling me,
Shaking the roots of my spirit
That had taken deep,
Still unclear why am I alone here,
Where are the ones who loved me.

Then I forget......

Where I have been?

Who I have been?

And why I have been?

I look up...

And find a light, so blinding...

No sound just silence, so deafening...

I look back...

I find darkness....

A blackout....

Terrifying....

Filled with unknown sobs,

Strange people sitting around a lifeless body,

Only thing is.....

It WAS ME....



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Let Me...

Let me become a thought ....

You cant take off your mind....

Let me become a memory so pleasant....

You cant forget in a lifetime....

Let me become your last love....

I was always your first from times...

Let me become your lifeline....

In your palms, i see mine....

Let me become your voice....

I whisper in your heart...

Let me become your eyes...

And I'll show you the light...

Let me become your strength...

And I'll help you out of temptations...

Let me become You...

And you'll know Me atlast....

©. Ravinder Kaur 19/12/15

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An empty heart...

I broke the glass of words today...

In the room filled with silence...

It shattered on the floor crushing away...

Some voices, some dreams I say...

On the floor, I see some tears...

Weeping away the words you spoke...

Some anger burning my words...

May be they are now free to smoke...

Some giggles like ripples...

Rise above like invisible...

Some whispers, tremble...

Echoing to fade forever...

Some moments as if quiet...

See me and my plight...

I kneel on my knees...

Wiping the dust I see...

Simple glass was this...

Was once full of dreams...

Now lay shattered pieces...

Nothing left but an empty heart...

©. Ravinder Kaur 16/12/15

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Translation of "Rehte ho Tum..."

Translation of my poem "Rehte ho Tum..."

You dwell in my eyes,

Like a waiting dream.

Lovely and memorable,
As if an evening.

When the winds become moist like dew,

You fall in my tears, I tell you.

Come light up my days,

Like sun in the dawn.

Shower the desert of my heart,

Like the cool drops of rain.

Intoxicate my senses,

Like a drug no other.

Become mine,

As if you are me.

And I shall become You,

As if I were You.

Like a wish in the silence,

Like a prayer in the noises,

A colour in colours like turquoise,

Beating of the heart so melodious,

Breath as if sweetly scented,

And heart filled with your love.

©. Ravinder Kaur 02/01/16

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A year with you....

Assembling all thoughts,

To fit into my little heart,

I escape from Time,

To meet you there.

One little,"Hi",

That ,"Good Night"

That sweet name-

Silence of the night.

I embrace this thought,

That I'll not forget,

Enchanting are the winds,

Violin of the twins.

Striking the chords of heart,

And very silently,

I fly with wind,

To your window,

To peep in,Finding you asleep,

With love on your face.

I see you,

Waving away nightmares,

So you sleep dear,

Not to fear,

I stay awake,

Just to celebrate,

My dreams,

In your eyes.

I wait for you,

I the lights,

On the dance floor,

Can I have one dance?

The same silence...

The same silence...

And again the violin in those hands....

The fingers playing away with the strings...

The sounds creaking as if they weep...
An endless cry in the night...

Silence heard a sharp turn....

In the middle of that song....

The heart was going to burn...

But it still hold its still...

A whisper it sent to the ear...

Don't fear my dear...

An endless voyage is mine...

Many left many will arrive...

To fill my vacant heart...

All will burn bright...

What they don't know is only I survive...

These words and music shall fade with time...

Oh violin...

This silence again will wait to hear....

The strings of you when will cheer...

The music plays for everyone to hear...

Only the silence becomes the same...

The same silence again and again....

©. Ravinder Kaur 13/12/15

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My Last poem....

One day ....

My eyes will close....

And I won't wake up any more....

To see the birds or the sunshine....

To see that happy smile...

One day....

My ears will close....

And I won't hear anymore...

Your jingling in the garden....

The footsteps behind approaching...

One day....

My lips will close....

And I won't say anymore.....

To you I love you....

To you that am waiting....

One day ....

I'll be lifeless....

Dead and not breathing....

My pen would stop spilling the ink...

But my ashes will write on water...

My last poem ....

©. Ravinder Kaur 04/12/15

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In the stillness....

In the stillness...

Of this pain...

I arise again...
To leave...
Every bit of myself...
To you...
Till I finally ...
Have the strength...
To take back...
What I gave you...
And never took back...
My heart...
And...
Love.



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Silver Thorns...

Silver thorns...
Protruding from the stems...
Holding close...
The precious rose...
Upon its very strength...

Sucking every drop...
Of red blood...
To colour its face...
And what to say...
The colour red...
Consoles heart's embrace...

On love day....
Gifting away...
Blood of those silvery thorns....
In every petal trace...
The faded emotions light up...
Through red rose pretty face...

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Embrace...

Shut me inside your heart,

The color of which is red,

I would like to hear the beating heart,

Till I am dead.



Wake me up in your dreams,

Our own little dreamworld.

Dance with me on the clouds,

Floating above the air around.



Call me yours,

Every minute, every hour.

Make me yours,

Every moment, every birth.



Pull me in embrace,

Kissing me on forehead.

Eyeing me deep inside,

Giving me that shivering gaze.



Turn off every light,

Make me glow in the dark.

You ignite my spark,

With your heart burning bright.



Speak your words in tones,

Hushing below all zones.

Only I can hear and you me...

Just say that You Love Me.



Hold me till I feel,

Your singing heartbeat.

Moan my name in breaths,

Every shiver to embrace.



Love me like never before,

Because death will soon approach.

Till we depart from here,

We shall meet ....Always.