Locks of Winter

Locks of winter fall on ground

She has a hairfall all around.

The bits of ice

Quietly disguised

Fall on ground

Fall...fall...all around.

The hair has turned grey...

With white mist mixed clay...

The cold waves carrying around...

Her white hair falling all around.

Locks of winter 

Shining in moonlight

She has let open her hair...

To fall down back...on ground.

She flaunts...

Plays...

Rhythmically

Throughout the night.

She wears a gown of fog...

With slippers of glass that hold...

Her feet dancing on the ground...

Her ashes of white all around...

When light is low

And no birds show

Her heartbeats reverberate.

In the quiet spaces

Where darkness creeps

And shadows sleep.

Before the day begins,

She rises in air

Leaving frozen breaths as dew

At dawn over the leaves .

The sunlight dim

Fears to face

The gaze of the mighty chill

The winter as a Queen

Has a hairfall it seems

But the more they fall,

The more she grows

Gracious winter 

Has lovely white hair.

(C) Ravinder Kaur 

     12-12-2018

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Stagnant...

When colours fade away...

Like the sound of a horse's gallop...

Distant... invisible... inaudible.

I hear you still

Inside my heart

As my own heartbeat.

But you want to leave...

Like the breath that leaves

My heart and vanishes in thin air.

And so I open up my hands

To let your fingers slip away...

Stagnant water I am...

And you a ship. 

And...

I cannot be your harbour.



(C) Ravinder Kaur 

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Mysteriously mysterious... this Love!

"Dont become a forgotten memory... you are the one I never wanna miss thinking about."

As she said these words, tears dripped from her eyes. He couldn't do anything else than to hug her tightly and wipe away her tears with the sleeves of his white shirt. 

Only prayers and nothing else slipped from his lips as he watched her disappear behind the doors of the operation theatre.

Sometimes it's a person for a lifetime that we want to live with... but time slips away like sand and moments disappear in thin air.

I wonder what makes two people stay in love like their life wouldnt end ever...

May be life is not meant for anything else...than to realise at end that we only craved for the three words.... for one person... and the heart stops to beat... breaths collapse... in one moment called death.

Souls turn lonely....lonelier with every minute.

Sometimes there is so much to talk about but no one to....And sometimes it's easier to be silent than to utter even a word.

Many things unsaid remained, as she returned thinking of him, after many years of losing her memory... only to retain a slight flutter of her heart beats upon seeing him.... too late you must say...but there's never too late to love and be loved.

As I see them...together I wonder, why he stayed loving her even though she forgot him all these years....but then who could say heart cannot recognises the vibes.... of its other half?

 As I wave them goodbye, I almost catch myself sobbing ...



 Love is mysteriously very mysterious.





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