Tell me (I yearn for your LOVE)

Tell me when you hear my silence and when you hate my patience

Tell me when you taste my tears and when you smell my fear

Tell me when you see my dreams and when you speak 'what I mean'

Tell me when you know my walk and when you hold my fall

Now I am cold and I may not know

So tell me when you share your soul!

Music and Me

Music.......

I don't think I can ever define your power

One moment I'm confined, the other moment taking leap of faith in Ocean's dark.

You elate all senses, rejuvenate the soul

You have that narcotic effect, every Saturday I have a ball.

You conjure up bitter-sweet memories, You seep in love

You hit with such passion, that which rekindle hope.

You beckon happiness, You sprinkle love hues

Any caste or creed, any age group; a connection with You, all we choose.

You make me jovial, You even make me choke

You make me teary, even remind me of a joke.

Fire, illumination; You are their source

Rain, sunshine; history has it You could bring them both.

You speak a different language, You speak differently in times

First I'm in You, and then You enter in me like the best dose of wine.

Oh melody..we are old pals

With lingering feelings and I'm reminded of the first day of our bond

The ease with which I confided in You and how my secrets were all told

The warmth with which You shared the burden of my tender heart

And swore 'we will never part'!

Our union is forever coz You make me breathe through the muzzle of each emotion

You are both, the cause and source of my jubilation!!

Transient Trance

The "etched memories" tussle with my present (pretentious) gaiety

They* tell me I cannot flow past an obstacle without building an eddy.

They* say they are 'the keeper of my heart'

That they* wont let me suffer from 'a gall-dipped dart'!

I sit confused;I thought all my worries are now very far

But they* assert that the tears dry up only after imprinting scar.

I thought I reasoned

They* show that laughter might deceive but the real smile is same for all seasons!

The uproar of busting visions break me,

The cacophonies of sworn vows depress me.

All teary I ask them* to embrace me

And they* easily lull me into my Neverland, through another Cinderella story!

And now in that trance I am weaving 'all that could be'....

*memories