Teesta Review: A Journal of Poetry, Volume 3, Number 1. May 2020. ISSN: 2581-7094
Melting
“Moments turned into eternity”
-
Robert Browning
“ich liebe dich”
We sat to dine
I was next to you, you mine.
But the invisible wall seemed to be in between.
I said the aforementioned words...
And you smiled.
Then we took the Omni
Thus began our journey.
And again, I sat next to you,
And you.....mine.
Meanwhile, the walls seemed to have dissipated
But the mending walls could not so easily be melted.
You gave points, I made counterpoints;
You gave cons, I made pros;
You kept saying, “looks matter”
I only replied “looks wither”.
What may now seem to last forever
With the passage of time that also disappear(s).
What matters the most is the mind
And you know how strongly ours bind!
Don’t you think one absolute pro can wither many
cons?
For when the looks fade and physics fail to quench
the hunger
The mind resides and conquers.
The moon looks shinier and brighter in the sky
May be it was Full Moon and the day was SOLSTICE.
I saw the reflection of it through your eyes
And the rays of it on your visage made you gracious,
And when you smiled, I dunno why I could see two
moons
By my side and through my eyes.
You spoke softly.
Your lips meant something else
You did not open up completely.
But I could hear your unspoken words
Silence conveys more sense than many conventional
word orders
The destination seems to be near
And I don’t want you to part, dear.
The wall seems to have dismantled
Just a little time more...
And it would be wholly melted.
The last ride together would come to an end
With the promise of millions of last rides more
Till my body withers and I disappear.
Finally, the wall melted down
And my ear bended down;
You came to my ear
And delighted me with your whisper...
Those words spontaneously echo in my heart
For they are always to be cherished and remembered,
Till our next another of the zillions last
journey(s) together.
I, finally, could lie down happily in my couch
I was filled with gaiety as you said “ich liebe dich
auch”...
“ICH LIEBE DICH AUCH!”
Ray
of Hope
It’s dark.
The halo of darkness prevailed everywhere,
Around me.
But there,
Don’t know where exactly,
But far from here
A ray of light…
Dim though, is there.
Is that not enough to quench the fear?
Can that dim light not devour the darkness around
me?
They say, “Many candles cannot remove it completely”
But that candle… that only ray!
Will that fail as well?
And leave me…in this eternal hell?
I say ‘no’.
I got thee
So…
There is still hope
I wonder if that ray of light would ever turn into
the Helios
But I can assure thee...
That touch of yours and that hope of yours
Would be enough to regain the paradise
Which once was lost.
Into
Her Eyes
Nobody remembers the Silence, the things we don’t
say
Though it contains more than what’s been said.
But how do you say something which you know can’t be
said?
Hyphens, dots, semicolons, dashes, even blank
spaces,
Sometimes, are put on pages. No, not in vain!
For they show the feeling, that precise wondering,
that words fail to contain.
The starry night, golden dots in the sky and silver
lines…
On the rooftop; you and I. Oh! Did I mention the
presence of the moonbeams?
Time stops in such moments…
I looked at her in the eyes.
Saw a dark-beamed reflection of mine there. The
Glitters-
It was perfect: glamorous, charming, alluring,
enchanting,
Charismatic, even fascinating, seductive,
bewitching…
Oh lord, and what not!
How do I describe how I felt at that time?
How do I tell her what I felt at that time?
I thought to whisper in her ears, “You are so
beautiful and divine”
But I stopped…
Could not utter a word.
Cause, ain’t that cliché?
How do I describe something so novel by so ‘aged’ a
phrase!
(I don’t believe that the same was felt by anybody
else)
The phrase which was used centuries ago by mortals
Those people: not all of them were lovers.
Many were treacherous, vicious and even lecherous
creatures.
Predators using this phrase to hunt their preys.
Why would I say something to her which was used by…
“not-so-worthy-lovers” ,centuries ago?
And why would I say that to her which was said
By Dafoe to Madonna, almost six decades ago?
Have we not evolved?
Since when Sapiens become so contended with being
stagnant?
I refused to utter those then
I refuse to say her those, even now
For I know she is much more than ‘divine' and ‘beautiful'.
But what….?
I refused to stay inside that cage,
Not knowing what would be outside.
Now the question comes, “can we ever get out?”
I don’t know!
If only thing I know, or I think I know,
That I have failed enough. Words failed me;
Tainted the thoughts which were pristine and pure.
I must learn to express that Glitter, going beyond
the words;
Let’s appreciate the glitters in the eyes ‘without
words’.