Not always in rainbows and butterflies

Not always in rainbows and butterflies

That you find love passing by

Sometimes it’s hidden in the dungeon below

Where chaos and nostalgia give you subtle blows

Where confusion emancipates

And clarity takes a bow.

Sometimes you find love in  old diaries

In those old forgotten greeting cards

In those pressed yellow flowers.

Sometimes you find them in photos hidden in  cardboard boxes

And in old facebook posts that you don’t want to share any longer

Sometimes, love whiffs by when you pass the restaurant you went on your first date

Sometimes, the old telephone reminds you of the conversations you had

You close your eyes and try to hear that voice. In vain.

Sometimes you find it when you rummage  through your closet

And pull out the blue dress

You trace your fingers on the brown stain

And fondly remember how you dropped some chocolate pastry on it

And how those tissue paper clad hands carefully wiped off the cream.

Sometimes, you find love on a particular spot on the building terrace

From where you stalked his house.

Sometimes, love slips through the letter flap

Enclosed in a white envelope.

Sometimes, it plays in your music system

In the form of a voice note.

Not always in flowers and butterflies

That you find love

Sometimes, you stumble upon it

While looking for old emails

And sometimes it pops up in your message inbox

When you are least expecting it.


You and I went to the river bank with our feet covered in earth

And as we sat beside the flowing water

And listened patiently to what the Gods of wind had to whisper,

The leaves rustled and brought along the song of silence.

And at that moment I knew that all I would ask for is you.

I want the stillness of your mind,

The calmness of your heart

And the thoughtfulness of your soul.

The more I think about you

The more I want to become like you.

Open the gates for my soul O Love

I am waiting, dreaming and hoping

That you will rescue me someday

And let me be your Shivardhangini



All I want

You know this is all I want

I want to bathe in the brown of your eyes
I want to be in your arms for a very long time.

We will pick up all the old pieces that still thrive on nostalgia and memories

We will seal them together in our embrace

And bring along peace and end all menace.

O Dear Love, let us take this chance

And hold each other in a dance

Because I do not know what tomorrow will bring

And that is why I want my heart to sing

This song of love so that I can breathe you in.
So cradle my Soul-O being
Let the scent of your existence soak in me
And we will become one
In the world full of dreams.