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...

(Posted on Facebook-08th Jan 2016)

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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