To God

Under the monochromic life,
Fluttering wings of unpenned thoughts
Lost most of their feathers.
And now crawls bare skinny shade of morbid ugliness.


How many times, I wept , I cried
Well, with gusts of wind, all dried
Leaving my eyes swelled up and with screwed up face, tried
To enjoy and play the game of fuzziness.


How many times, I enjoyed the perplexities -
With patience
Living upon them, watched myself
Sinking like a mighty ship
Never to be found again.
Or waiting
Outside your realm
Ready to bow, waiting for a glimpse..!!!


Do you know, under this monochromic life?
I always waited long
For your presence?
-Cherishing your thoughts and
Caressing my pinions?
I had never thought or imagined
There would be a Time in my life
When I would meet you-
Would see eye to eye and engrossed
Only to awake alone ! alone ! forlorn !!


I need your solicitude
Yes I do -
But I would never come to you
You know !
I have lost my pinions
Once caressed by me for You…
I have lost my kite
Never to be found in the wilderness below...