The Pigeon. June 25, 2009; 9:25 p.m.

She comes fluttering
Every evening when I am lonely
We share few moments
In eagerness, anxiety and synchrony
She wants to quench her thirst
But she is scared that I may embrace her
So she goes left but I go right first

She looks at me innocently
I look at her intently
She comes close
And tells me she is thirsty
I care not to scare her
I want her to get her fill
She finds what she wants
While I stand still

We share a quiet moment
Where I feel she thanks me
Before she takes a leap of faith
And leaves me feeling lonely

I wish she stayed a little more
Shared her days events with me
May be I could find a little joy
And her secret of flying

I wish I was hers.

A Poem. June 23, 2009; 1:25 a.m.

I know the gush
From within
The river flowing
Happiness & sadness
I stay with the feelings
In the hope that the
Words will mould
In thin air
A poem is stuck
In her hair

June 18, 2009; 2:45 a.m.

I wish I was a mirror so that you could see how beautiful you are. You have been an angel in my life. Your eyes are the most talkative sweet little things on this earth. They speak to me… a lot. Your smile when it breaks in to a laughter makes the existence sing in chorus. Suddenly, time stands still and I am completely lost…. Just want to savor that elongated moment.

When I talk to you – I am able to see myself more clearly. I am able to tame my mind. I calm down. Its not about catching up, talking on a particular topic… its just simply the knowledge that you are with me for that moment – completely – till the time an sms comes in from somewhere – god, do I hate mobile phones!!!

Angel. June 18, 2009; 1:45 a.m.

A beautiful angel
With captivating eyes
Her words
Make the time flies
The graceful moves
Make the existence blossom
She is mind blowing
Mind blowing, ravishing and awesome