Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Words are floating...

Words are floating
in the void of my mind
my heart
in the nooks and corner
of my body
between the cavities
and in my veins!

Words are floating
in the spaces around me
in my studio
between the stacked canvases
in the balcony
between the pots
in the kitchen
between the bottled spices 
and even in my car
between the seats!

Words are floating
every where!
I feel them
see them
meet them
every where!
Constantly
talking to me
sometimes 
telling a story
sometimes
weaving a verse
or even a haiku!

Words are floating
like the
monsoon winds
laden with moisture
ready to come down
on paper
get immortalized
black on white!

Words these words
are just floating
eluding
the pen and its ink
scared
to face the world!

Words are floating
like my thoughts
as I wait
for the cloud burst
to drench
the paper
and  along with it
my soul!

(C) shubhra 10th July, 2013


Will You?

Will you ever take form inside me?
that rush of blood, that moment
when the sperm collides
and fuses into my egg
and gives birth to you
will you let me have that moment?

Will you implant yourself
in my womb and grow
and with you allow me to grow
in mind and in body?

Will you show me yourself
on that ultra sound machine?
Or kick me
in the middle of the night?

Will you try to arrive
normally, on time?
Or owing to my age you would
want to cut open my tummy
to reach out for your mummy?

Will you look like me?
have my curly hair
and big eyes too?
Will you have my attitude
or my attributes?

Will you be my cause and effect?
or be ready to become
the sole purpose of my existence?
Will you give me my Sunday to live for?

Will you come into me,
into my soul, my life,
someday?

Will you carry forward
my genes, what I got,
or my destiny, what I made
into the next world?

Will you?
Tell me little one will you
come into me,
into my soul, my life,
someday?



© Shubhra 20th Feb, 2013