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Showing posts with label english. Show all posts

05 October 2012

The Song....

Days are too long...
My heart is not that strong...
Can't breath the distance...
Between the silence...
And The Song....
.
.
And again
Walking along the beaches...
From the Worlds...

Which I don't belong...


            ....chaitali.

23 June 2012

Tides of curb…


Tides of curb…
Are going to swallow my feet…
But I know seas very well…
.
They will drift my dreams…
They will drift my thoughts,
With the foam to the sands….
.
.
To the same unknown lands….

                       ----- chaitali.

18 June 2012

No wonder …

No wonder …
I was in the midst of a dream…
Which had a golden rim….
.
I found some rainy clouds…..
And two horizons….
 Which are holding a rainbow…
.
In its arch….
It had auroras ….
It had stars, moons…
Earths in a row…
.
And for my surprise…
It had shiny suns…
Not scorching though….!

                 …… chaitali.

24 April 2012

Swami



Sprouted me…
Growing into a tree…
My roots deep in the Earth…
Soaking all the pain, journeys and lies….

Greener than me.…
He is there…
And He has Branches…
All over the skies…
             
                …..chaitali.

16 April 2012

The wind-chimes…

Peeping through the window…
Clumsy rain brings.…
A day long memory….
Which seems too old…
“Wait… Let me go through the summary..”
I told it hastily….
….
Pages after pages of you ….
Not a chapter of mine to read….
"Are you there???" asked me...
Or may be..
Just the sound of tricky wind….

Now I can hear the signs…
Outside it is the rain….
.
And inside....
The wind-chimes…

    …..Chaitali.

05 April 2012

Absenteeism…

I don’t know….
Where am I heading with this Absenteeism…..??
(Here comes the thought….)
Riding on a golden ray….
Speeding  through a narrow lane….
With an astonishing pain…..

All worlds and spaces …..
Asking for their orbits…
All the souls ….
Searching for lights…..

I close my eyes….
Keep aside all the Whys…
Look inside deep there…
.
.
Thoughts are silent….
And I am absent again….


        ... Chaitali .

21 March 2012

ghettos....

Many a times…
An endangered thought of being me… !
.
I wander through the ghettos of labeled my selves…
Running from to collect pieces of me….
Tired… withered me ….
About to leave myself in doubt…
.
Then the girl with shiny locks….
Twinkled eyes…
Raises her hand towards me…
(who is she…?)
.
Stunned me,
Start walking (again??) on my own way…
And the exhausting thought…
Miles away….!

        …..Chaitali .

10 March 2012

On the verge


On the verge of thinking…..
Let me flow…. My dear…!
I am talking to myself…
.

Oh..!  Can’t you hear?


          ......chaitali.

31 January 2012

Absenteeism…..??

I don’t know….
Where am I heading with this Absenteeism…..??
(Here comes the thought….)
Riding on a golden ray….
Speeding  through a narrow lane….
With an astonishing pain…..

All worlds and spaces …..
Asking for their orbits…
All the souls ….
Searching for lights…..

I close my eyes….
Keep aside all the Whys…
Look inside deep there…
.
.
Thoughts are silent….
And I am absent again….


        ... Chaitali Aher.

08 February 2009

My wounded fins........

I just heard your song....
and you know what....
it's just like my song....
and the same circle I have around me....

Like a mermaid... I am...
In pursuit of crystal-clear waters...
you have your wings to fly through your skies....!!
Your own skies....
And I have boundless oceans....
Where I cant plunge in....!!

In fact...that circle....
I would like to feel it with my song...
which I never sing....
now it has started sinking....
I am not going to stop it.....
let it come to me....
let it swallow me....
May then I can sing my sonnet...
My wounded fins can get sea then ......

Mournfully....!!!!


----chaitali.

22 January 2009

TELL ME.........!!!

can you see .......
my entangled dreams...
breezing through the branches of words.....
many a times....
i tried to slip my fingers through them.....
n I found.....
my enlightened soul.....

can you see.....
my vanishing wings....
flying through the pieces of sky.....
sometimes....
i tried to touch stars.....
n I found....
my fuming feathers.....

tell me....
whats true????
my enlightened soul......or......
my fuming feathers......



or never ending skies.......????



----- chaitali.