Lend me your hand, Habibi
Winters were long and 25
Lend me your hand, Habibi
Hold me warm
Lend me your hand, Habibi
It’s a long cold night
Tag: relationship
Song of Lies
Neither grudge nor curse I shall.
But, write I shall tonight, a song of your lies
Buried in the pit of an ocean that’s your heart
Your ancestors’ graves, warmer than your
Heart that even mask deceit wears.
So shall I tell the wind of your lies,
So the sky shall see your hollowed heart,
The ground shall open to bury the broken
Pieces of my tears, swallow your mask
Naked, be you!!! Dance to the song
I wrote of your lies. The wind shall scream
The song. So your other lives shall hear
Them lies, floating in space.
Onward
When the soul searches
the heart feels
the eyes see
the lips flutter to sing
songs of ecstasy
yesterday matters no more
(Series of conversation inspired poems.)
The Honeymoon
Wedding bells resounded in the vale
people flocked to celebrate
the union of two people
beautiful bride in her happiness
on the arms of her groom
hugged a man friend
next morning bells resounded again
the bride’s body on the pyre
handcuffed groom in tears
the honeymoon was over
Kiss Me Young
Lift my face
kiss me young
love me old
I shall cherish every moment
for love lives a life
life dies a death
death lives eternity
eternity is memories
till my wrinkles fade.
When can I start feeling for you?
Be not afraid
for I shall not demand
you for answers
I shall not question
your entry into my world
for you cannot predict your own steps
nor shall I ask you
how
why
when
you started feeling for me
but I shall answer your question
how I let myself feel for you easily
why I let myself go
in a very short time –
there is no time frame
to start feeling for someone
or to fall in love
sometimes it takes a lifetime
sometimes it happens in a blink of an eye
I did not pre-plan our meeting
nor did I plan for you to feel for me
I couldn’t have known that if I felt the same
you would question my feelings
I was trying to sync with you
you gave me your hand
when I gave you mine
you withdrew yours
pardon my naive heart
it didn’t wait a lifetime but
in a blink of an eye
started feeling for you
be not afraid
for I shall not hang on
you shall be free
(I wrote this after a friend of mine told me about how a woman is expected not to like a man before he likes her and even after that, she should take time to feel for the man; how a man says ‘start’ and a relationship starts and when he says ‘stop’ it stops. This maybe subjective. I am not generalizing; just an experience of a friend.)
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