Autumn Leaf

Just like dried up autumn leaf I float,
not one trajectory to devote.
Twisting winds can carry me where they please,
will savor this movement of the breeze.
 
Have love and been loved a thousand times,
have lost the track of how many times.
Blame it on the Karma, I would say,
wouldn’t choose it any other way.
 
Life is all about search and seeking,
day you end up search, you start dying.
Then its too late to start lamenting,
so live life like there is no ending.
 
More you give, more you have, Love I mean,
open your eyes, then it can be seen.
Hearts get wounded, that’s part of the game,
so what’s in harm relighting old flame? 
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THE ONE

What needs to be said has been said,
letter has been written in red.
This heart has been stabbed and it bled,
yet the deep feeling hasn’t fled.
 
Lost cause from the beginning,
had to try to make a winning.
One never knows without trying,
you end up loving or crying.
 
Few glimpse here and a smile there,
thought we had a moment to share.
Thought we would make a perfect pair,
but she wasn’t the one to care.
 
So we are here, back to square one,
figuring out the mistakes done.
Replaying the scenes one by one,
with the pain which can’t be undone.

Numbers and Faces

1.

 
Story is about numbers and faces,
started in college in bygone ages.
On bus ride to Dhasa was the first contact,
with a face I barely remember much.
 
Deepti Naval’s face she did resemble,
was pleased to find her so agreeable.
For few hours we made love in an inn,
that is how the number story begin.
 
Although I lost my chastity that day,
memories are too hazy for replay.
Not asking her number I do regret,
but she being first, how can I forget.
 
2.
 
Nothing exciting about number two,
emotions were missing between us two.
My dear friend wanted first contact with her,
he lost the race coz he was amateur.
 
It was certainly an awkward mating,
with roommates pretending to be sleeping.
Was a mutual consent with no contract,
it lasted two days and we lost contact.
To be continued……