Saturday, December 6, 2008

My House Looks Stranger to me Today

Today I don’t want to enter my house. 
Why did I leave you in the midst of those planes? 

Today the clouds are so excited, 
They are so resolute, 
They don’t even know where will they land today 
Someone's paddy filed or in someone's blue dream. 
On some rose petal or on your forehead. 
And by any chance if they fall

Somewhere in your curly hair,
The rain drop will be in shame; 
The dark clouds were not dense enough.

Don’t know why the rain embraces me, every time.
You too also like rain,
The rain which soaks every ups and down of your soul,
Let it flood you entirely this time. 

If Death is also a truth,
Let me ask Death today - How can someone be so close, so close to soul?

The rain poured just few days back
The days went by like a blink of your eyes!

Today again I don’t want to enter my house.
The house looks stranger to me, lost in some cloud, dark cloud.

BURDEN by Shobha Goswami

One of Shobha Goswami's finest paintings that I am so impressed with that at the first glance I could not resist myself linking it to my blog. She is one of the finest painters in the contemporary times and who is highly inspired by Nature's beauty. To know more about her works please click NISARGA Art Prints

my room

In one of the rooms of mine he studies,in another one he takes his meal, in one of them he sings ,sleeps in the other. He rents all the four rooms of my heart He is none but sorrow. - Nilim Kumar