wait...

impoverished love
can accomplish feats unknown
feverish passion
can create marvels
mad determination
can take you where your dreams
wait lying lazily
on soft cushions of clouds
haste can only make
those beautiful fluffs of cloud
disappear like mist rising
from nainital in January
wait...

adam road

darkness descends upon big angsana trees
lining the quaint and tranquil adam road
shallow roots extend on ground below
like veins on the calves of a one-time beauty
ferns, fanning out like ornate bamboo fans
protrude from gnarled trunks and branches
hardened bark peels off like dead skin
curvaceous siluhettes tremble in thin humid breeze
like the shy bride from a traditional indian home
the smell of fresh grass, dead leaves,
and sometimes, a hint of doggie poo,
left behind by lazy Filipino maids walking
their expat bosses' fancy dogs while chatting
with their part-time Bangladeshi boy-friends.
tired taxi-drivers exhale cigarette smoke
under trees, hoping no customers for next five minutes

we have walked up and down this serene road,
peaceful because it ends in a dead end
sometimes - when there is no rush for the subway -
it's been fun, and sometimes, when there is a rush
it's been not so fun...but the walk home
rush or no rush -
has always been joyful - the joy of being
with the boys, or a potential dip in blue
waters of the swimless swimming pool
or just a chaos of listening to the little one
scream chakde india, chakde india as he trots behind
the older one on the smoothened wooden tiles of
261, #02-09...

eh, not-so-tender moments...

freshly fried tender fish
fat fingers of potato chips
lettuce, celery, oregano, thyme
a pint of erdinger, and some dips
...the afternoon passed by lazily
by the greens of singapore cricket club
indians smacking lips involuntarily
among cultured brits digging their curry
chinese socialites - males and females -
kissing the moist and warm tropical air
around the cheeks of their hosts -
sunkissed liberally, tanned slightly
but flushed profusely with the warmth
not of their local guests, but of
the land, surrounded by sea and connected
by bridges of cement not strong enough
to hold petty emotions at bay.

i sniffed the air around me
sliced the white buttery tender fish
spread a bit of tartar on the side
plucked it with a fork to savour it
but fresh as it was,
delicious as it looked
appetising as it smelled
wonderful as it was presented
i didn't enjoy it as much
as i would have,
if i had you by my side
spinning the yard of years to come...
i missed you this afternoon
my sweetheart
and can only count hours to meet you
after a long dreary day (for both of us)
at newton!

a dot of a thought

the bile is rising
and so is the temperature
the heat is on as
so far non-existent cravings
surface and burst
liked birthday balloons popped
by pricking toothpicks
mornings, afternoons, evenings,
days and nights
hours
all pass slowly in contemplation
whiskers of emotions
tickle the inside of belly button
butterflies flutter in a flurry
and their fury subsides
equally fast
moist palms reek of friendliness
eyebrows question intended intent
nostrils flare with anticipation
lips quiver in supplication
of the unknown,
or the known that is unknown this moment
hot rays of sun beckon
cool moonlit sand dunes
or
chilling snowcapped peaks harbour
chilling thoughts of meltdowns
throat gurgles
heart sighs
chaos
utter chaos
what the world is really coming to?
the window opens with a startle
as the fingers start their light tap dance
on the keyboard.

oh, i see!

i see the light filtering in my brain now

i am pregnant
with a thought again
a dot
of a thought
sprouting somewhere near my gut.

प्रियतमा
ढाई अक्षर प्यार के
कर देते हैं लोगों को पागल
तुम और हम तो हो गए
एक दूजे के कायल

let's walk on

nothing can change
what fate
has in store for your and me
we can only stroll on
the road to some destination
unknown
barefoot

the journey
will worth while be
if only can we
hold hands
fingers clasping fingers
palms caressing together

if i could
i would
erase all creases of worry
from your worrisome head
replace all stingy pebbles
under your toes
with soft petals of cherry blossoms

if only i could
i would
wet your parched lips
with divine wine
that makes you feel sublime
and embalm you with happiness
bursting from very pore
of my skin

we could walk on
miles after miles
my breath
like wind in your hair
and my tears of joy
to feed your love

bring the green on...

i always thought i loved the wild
though not from when i was a child
i didn’t expect it to be beyond grass and trees
to me it could be only boars and bees
i thought i only wanted to be alone
other feelings aside
had no real life till i found you
walking by my side
green, yeah, you bring the green for me
you make me see the real me
you make me want to be
one with green

it was dark, it was so obscure
something that i still abhor
i was only looking for a silver lining
not something big as Sun shining
i realized i was walking on the clouds
that stormy night
tired feet, squinty eyes, but i had
you by my side
green, yeah, you bring the green for me.
you make me see the real me
you make me want to be
one with green.

bring the green on
don’t hesitate
don’t think too much and
bring any shade
of green

green is all that i want
green is where i want to be
if there is green
everything will be all right
as long as i have you by my side!

green…
bring the green on…