& Never Shall Recur…

I ponder- shall remain no me no you,
& never shall recur this rendezvous,
I know shall be those eternal few,
To see the sadness & tears of the view…

Tears speak of those unveiled dreams,
My hopes burn & the tears keen,
Have buried my urges, I’ve buried my screams,
In the cores of my heart that none has seen…

 

Origin: Discussion with Subhabrata Dutta while roaming in our University Campus…Thanks Subho..:)

Urges…

Urges… Residing in mind, flowering in heart,
Livening my life…Urges…

Urges for the rose, Urges for the bliss,
Urges for the glee…Urges…

Softer, tender, lit & alight,
Close from within…Urges…

Brighter like tears & sweeter still-
Flaked, dried, dead…Urges…
Urges…

Inspiration: My mum’s marathi poem “Swapna”