another poem...

Quiet Heaven

I want to cup your face and see in your eyes -
A thousand tiny stars glow and glee.

I want to blow the fragrance of jasmine -
While you close your eyes to the rest of the world.

I want to see the smile on your lips -
Breaking like the sun in the east…

I want to see the dance of your hair -
To the tune of the air -
Covering uncovering you…

I want to feel your breath
And lose my senses.

I want to draw you on to my chest-
And sing you the song of the – “quiet heaven”.

I want to rest myself on your lap -
And lose myself to your “soft whispering eyes”.

I want your tears, of joy, to roll down
And wet my tongue.

If only - I can kiss you with tears in my eyes -
I can instantly lose my identity.

Thief Story - 3

The jail inmates seem to be much calmer and happier these days.  I guess they feel ‘elevated’ what with top politicians and corporate heads giving them company!!

General - 3

He is not a hawker sir. He is the motorman. His house is in a nice locality across the road. He says he can't sleep at home as it is 'too quiet'. He goes home only to eat food and comes back to sleep here.

General - 2

He is not a typical beggar. One of his sons is an MBA and the other one is an IIT!! They are not supportive of this but he says - one should never forget and respect one's roots - and continues begging.

General - 1

It is getting tougher. First the candidate is interviewed by the teacher, then by the principal followed by another one with both the parents and the candidate. Only if they find suitable they will allot a seat!!