Giants

Staring at giants
In awe and praise
In their haloed grace

Trying to steal
A potion of their charms
Kind, caring giants

Tales of heroism
Gossips of horrors
And shows of strength

Ghosts of the past
Lust of treasures
Habits for the future

Monstrosities some neat
Some bloodthirsty and raw
And then some masters of finesse

Giants of actions
Giants of words
Giants of thought

Seeking them giants
Blessing them giants
Sought by none at all

Replacement

I can't lie to myself.
I may hold hands,
but those won't send jolts
Of electricity and love
As does your touch..

I may seek quaint solace
in husky, grainy, deep voices
But none will have
your tender innocence
when calling my name

Hug I may many
Some taller, some shorter
But none can hug me
And take me to a safe place
Like you do

Who am I fooling here?
It's you. Always you.
Standing out of the crowds
Countries away
Yet deep within, a part of me

Strangers. Friends. Lovers.
More than the last day.
Moments. Meets. Memories.
More and then some more
Turn back and look darling!

A decade of distance
Of time and space and mind
With glorious pauses within
No, there's no replacement
Of you and me and we..
Of you and me and we!

The Secret-keeper

You come in wordlessly
Seek my hand
Barely a whisper
Yet I understand

We build a secret
Hidden away from all
Wondering within whether
They'll figure it all

Intentionally avoided glances
Carefully plucked words
Our ears keep guaging
Songs of little birds

The curtains fold
The lights be dim
As ideas exchange
Words be abrim

We lock in here
Our scarlet blood secret
Our follies, our fears,
Our deeds of regret

We build a shelter
To hide from ourselves
From our bitter past
And our grim, dreadful delves

We collude somehow as
The world cuts us deeper
Did I just quicken you pulse,
O my secret keeper?!

Untamed

They have me bathed in every colour they find

And yet here I am.. 

Unstained even by a drop

My own colour lustrous and bright

This mesh they weave to bind me tight

And yet here I go..

Unchained by their links and kinks

Weaving a fabric of my own thread

Their immaculate plans to shake me

I face with an infallible smile

A mysterious glint in my eyes

Powered by wondrous memories of a distant past

Dark shadows, they send to bother me

Shadows that scorch me

I wonder how far sorcery will take them

As my mind keeps me unshaken

They dust my knees, try to scar my body 

Made quite the occasion of disrobing me

But as I traverse on, untouched and unscathed

Cocooned in my jubilant celebration

My tears lost somewhere in my song

Deep down within, I hope, they realize

They should give it all up

Because spineless vanquished ideally should, in face of stinging defeat..

The fight seems immortal now

I am unaware of the times that go on

Even if Life took me by my throat right now

My spirit glows endlessly, formlessly, wordlessly..

They lead me onto a hundred wrong directions

Yet here I am at my rightful place..

I'm deaf and blind to their sorry miscues

I'm the coronated king of my will

When they succumb to the darkness within

At the dusk of their short-lived days,

I'll still be the blazing, shining Sun 

Of my own eternity

Little do they know how I celebrate

My burning, my journey, my mammoth resolve

Unfettered by them, my task awaits..

For only I am my master and slave alike

I Spin a Tale

I spin a tale

today and now

of the thin golden lines

that I hope hold us

I spin a tale

of hope and love

of the mysteries beyond

understanding and all

I spin a tale

worthy to behold

the golden strand across

oceans and wide lands

I spin a tale

wisp by wisp

of gossips untold and

stolen, hidden smiles

I spin a tale

of numbers and mazes

of stranded meetings

of promises kept good

I spin a tale

with a thread

so strong it couldn't break

so sharp it cuts me

I spin a tale

to me alone

searching within myself

for pleasure of promise anew

I spin a tale

with my mind's all

hoping it'll all be true

hoping it'll always be you