Poem: Cactus
Author: Shiv Kumar Batalwi
Translation: Punjabi to English by S. Soze
The poem talks about the pangs of love, separation and the feelings of a soul that goes untouched by the flower of love and affection.
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Tag: love
Thoughts & Expressions
“The most important part of falling in love is not to explain why, but to sing the praises of one’s beloved.”
My Dreams
Oh!, How I dream?
About dreams lost,
About my past,
Of ccompassions,
Of passions,
Of emotions rushed,
Of desired hushed,
and I have dreamt.
Of rough mountains,
Of tender oceans ,
Of rocky moonlight,
Of blazing lights,
And bewildering sights
Oh, how I dream!
About her eyes
I dream of lies
That I tell myself
When I wake up
That it is reality!
And I am living
Only in a dream.
The Wave of Discomfort
A serious phase is dawning on me
As I am being swept by this torrent
My mind is a little further from me
As I am fighting this current
The ones I love are drifting away
When they are gone,
I’ll lose my way
If not me, then who
Is controlling my fate
Who within me,
Is spreading this hate?
So long I surfed this wave
Now a new path I shall pave
For it is time to collect the bill
For everything I ever gave.
Unravelling Myself
I am unravelling myself
In Between events
Intercepting time and space
Unaware of my own
I am revealing myself
To myself in a mirror
And I find the reflection
Mystical in myriad ways
I am unknown
While I am knowing
That understanding
Is layered in time
In between events
Of absolutely
No importance!
~ sahar
Task at Hand
“Learn from the winds
Listen to the rain
Express your happiness
And feel the pain”
– sahar
Love In The First Degree
I once thought of love as a prison,
A place I didn’t want to be,
So long ago I’ve made a decision
To be footloose and fancyfree.
But you came and I was so tempted
To gamble on love just one time,
I never though I would get caught,
It seemed like the perfect crime.
Baby, you left me defenseless,
I have only got one plea,
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key.
I am guilty of love in the first degree.
I thought it would be so simple,
Like a thousand times before.
I’d take what I wanted
And just walk away,
But I never made it to the door.
Now, babe, I am not begging for mercy,
Go ahead and throw the book at me,
If loving you is a crime I know that I’m
As guilty as a man can be.
Baby, you left me defenseless,
I have only got one plea,
Lock me away inside of your love
And throw away the key.
I am guilty of love in the first degree.
– Alabama
Time Again
There is no stopping time
No turning back or
Jumping ahead the needles
There is no stocking
No transferring of it.
It is yours if you
simply relate to it
Else it simply adds
To the wistful moments
We called life
Tick-tock as the clock
Unleashes end in
Every beginning of
This new moment.
To feel time again
Rising from death
Embrace dark space
And time is real again
- sahar
Love up to you.
While I slip by
Your jousty curves
And your silver pearls
I will fall in
With your straight eyebrows.
I will give in
To your soft touch.
If you stop me
By your hurtful moan
I will be your wolf
You be my moon.
While I erase
Your older deeds
Give me new sins
To remember you by.
While I condense
This time to you
You give me my
Moments of eternity.
I never entail
What your feet cover
I only wander
In the sense of your hair
It’s shining
Her skin is fair.
If I stole
A look from you
Glance me all day
While I glance you.
Through your night shades
Give me your dusk
Since the morning of love
Till the night of lust.
If I divide
In the line of your curves
And seldom appear
In the curve when you smile
Consider this
It takes a while to live up to you.
My Muse
Her silence,speaks volumes
In a symphony, like a tune
her anger says she loves hard,
her actions reveal her heart
Her fire measures her warmth
her eyes speak her story
she marks her presence faintly
committing her crime so saintly.
Her touch has lingered,
and it talks on about her
longing to feel once more,
the way she made me feel before.
Her laughter echoing,
Has left behind a smile
Now she is gone and I realise
That nothing anymore is worthwhile.
– Mayank ‘Sahar’ Mishra
Whispers of Immortality 