At Peace

I'm at peace today. I've found some happiness that was missing since long. I'd crossed castles and hurdles beyond. And I didn't know it was all for a thing that's this good. This peace that was shattered and spread into pieces is reappearing. It's brought some serenity and tranquility. I hear such words and more within.

You Just Passed By...!

We would stand by the gate and wait
That you would come home
And get us something to eat
Either a puff or pastry or some little sweet
But then it would rain
And we open up an umbrella, still stand there
In a while we forget that umbrella and run to collect some ice
I throw mud at her and she would scream
We beat each other and get beneath the umbrella once again, all wet
We shiver but still wait
Knowing you would come we stand there until its dark
Far across, an image would appear
We hope it was you until it would disappear
The one who just walked past wasn’t you
But we didn’t care, coz we always knew
You would come by, holding that little thing for us to eat
And then you did. You got something no matter what
We cheered and fought
I beat her again but we ate all of that
Next evening, it would all just repeat
Until this, when we know you wouldn’t come
We ask nothing but pray you would come
But you know, you wouldn’t
We know we shouldn’t wait
But then an image appears, not far, somewhere very near
Probably somewhere deep within
And it would never disappear
This wait would never be over
And I wipe her tears
She would wipe mine
We don’t play anymore in the rain
We don’t feel hungry for that pastry
But one thing remains
Wherever we are, we wait
What if you just passed by...!

Water Dance...!

In another part of the world, on another evening, the water was glowing. 

Above it was blue & gray, crimson & fair. 

The water danced to the tune of whispering winds. 

It meant December, an year was about to end, before another would begin. 

It didn't matter to the water much if anything ended or begun. 

It had to flow nevertheless, always! 

It had its own repulsions, displayed various emotions, or just a reflection. 

But always remained in sync with the wind, emulated an air. 

To some it would appear as an arrogance that would destroy anything while the others thought of it as the only source of living. 

The grace & shine remained like before, didn't matter which month or the year it was. 

The music changed, wind went mute. 

Christmas beats replaced the evening above. 

Dark night aroused water further & more. 

The dance was a thing to look out for. 

Colors changed, so did the music. 

Reflection was only for the naked eyes. 

The dance had to continue & the water obeyed. 

While the water dances on, Life moves On!

I Cry...!

I would look at you from far across and cry

Cry at my helplessness, for not being with you

For not being able to get myself up to you

To you, I belong and I’m not even anywhere near you

Near you is where I want to be, not in heaven

Heaven I’ll castoff if you aren’t there

There’s no place that I ever want to be without you

Without you I’m empty, I cease, I don’t exist

I exist for a reason that I had found once

Once what I had found, I’ve lost

Lost I am without you and then I cry

I cry looking at you from far across, cry to be with you!