"'Kolkata - My Story"

Those warm, sultry, summer days at that old city...
Beautiful fragrance of the drenched mud...
Those early morning dew drops on the glass blades...
Some beautiful memories those never fades...

It's been years we've departed...
Our paths...never to cross again...
Then why does my heart ache...
Still why does it "rain"..??..

The first summer raindrops dripping slowly across the face...
Those days of utter silence...
Lost forever...without a trace...

Those sultry days at Kolkata...
Those moments of utter bliss...
Aren't those the moments I lived,..loved...
And now amok I miss...

Those "hot tea" in earthern cups..
In the cold silent winter days...
Those innocent warm hugs...
Those walk besides Rabindra Sarobar lake..watching the sun slowly set...where it forever stays...

Did I do something wrong...
Or was it just not meant to be...
Then still why do I miss "You"...
Why do I still care and crave for "THEE"...???...

The very first meeting across the busy street...Jadavpur 8B I think so...
A blessing in disguise...
An angel...the first thing I know...

Then...
Those never ending meetings at the "Deshopriyo Park"...
Sulking in each others embrace...
Hearing some distant lark...

Wish just for a moment I could be there once again...
Holding your hand...close enough...never to let go of it ever AGAIN...

Kolkata oh! Kolkata...
Oh The City Of Joy...spread across a thousand mile...
Where is my happiness..
Oh! Where is my smile??.....


(This was written by me a long time back just for you...Hope it brings back certain part of our incomplete love story)

"Still Missing You"

In this lonesome hour of the night...
With every breaking dawn of the light...
With slow fathomable memories of the
sleep...
Memories afloat seeping somewhere in
the deep...

Slow the aeon passing over the
vales...the crowning mountains...
Slow the walk...across the half drenched
rains...
Some mystic ashes of all those past
years...
Ebbing away with those anonymous
tears...

Ages have passed...its winter cold...
The leaves have withered...its dead and
old...
The time is lost...its dreary and past...
Our engraved lines...has been shredded
till the last...

The unknown abyss is yet to be made...
Deep and lonely...slowly I fade....
An angelic hue...a first morning dew...
Though in pain..,
But..,Still missing you....!!

WISH...

 

Those silent walks besides the lake,
Those strange steps, we should never take,
Those never ending looks of the silent eye,
Those desperate faltered breaths, lost to die.

Some strange thinking of the innocent past,
Some broken promises never meant to last,
Some vows to be together....forever...
Wish they were a never..

Not so much into the eccentric future,
An obnoxious nature of some futile being,
Awoken amidst the angelic suture,
Born and deprived of all seeing.

Wish a day would come back again,
Where someone so wished, not in pain,
Everything null, some thoughts insane,
Alone here again, I walk the rain...

Dream..

Half dazed we lie in this empty house holding each other's hand,
staring at the blank ceiling..
not willing to let go...
the smiles, tears, joys and memories racing through our mind.

Each day spent, each moment lived, the cherished “Togetherness”
Just lying there your eyes say it all.

Deep down the fear 
The inevitable moment of separation..sooner or later..
Yet we strive each second to behold each other, 
your vision, my fantasy..“Our World”.

A moment more lived, 
another moment forgotten, 
once i ponder, then i let go..

You leave with a tearful eye,
reluctantly dragging your satchel of memories,
your pace is slow, half pacified you move one step away
A hallucination of events..then Silence..

I wake up...