Day End

My sky, on fire this evening

Burning like my heart

Why the day end keeps on reminding me

That we are painfully apart !

Why the hues appear to be dull

And the sky fades into the arms of vignette

Why the day end keeps on reminding me

All that I intend to forget !

Why my evening fills itself

With a fragrance, once I knew

Why the day end keeps on reminding me

That, I still love you !

~Manjuri~

When A Star Bloomed

When a star bloomed in my garden

I watched from far

Wondered, if I could gift you

A sight of this flower..

Deep are its hues

Heart it has, of gold

From me to you, can it reach

By its stories, untold..

Morning it has unfolded

By evening it shall wither

How can you set your eyes

On its petals tender..

How incomplete is my garden

How very insipid is it, sans you

Come to enhance, come to flourish

Come, my florets are dying without you..

~Manjuri~

An Expedition, Unknown

My heart takes its flight

Once each dusk

Once each dawn

Destination unknown

Route unknown

This rendezvous never ends

Beyond myself somewhere

A piece of lost me

Holding onto an obscure sky

Staring, blankly, day and night

Yet my not taken maiden flight

Seeks all that is unknown

The destination, the route, the journey

I, only travel... only fly..

Sometimes low, sometimes high..

If someday, my nest surfaces

I too, will sit and rest

With my head, on your shoulder bold

On an evening cold

Warming the souls

And thawing the frozen memoirs 

Living the years, in a moment

Shaping all the void

Touching the core

Once more..

A flight from unknown towards unknown..

An expedition, probable

From my heart to your soul..

~Manjuri~

Garnished Path

I have bedecked your probable path

I have laid flowers in it

I have garnished my soul

With love and joy

For you, when I chose to wait !

~Manjuri~

Gifts Of Love

Gifts of love

Neither given

Nor taken

Lies somewhere

Shrouded in dust

Accumulated over 

The lap of time

Gifts of love

Neither forsaken

Nor rejoiced

Confused they are

In their life's dusk

Do not know

Whether to hoard

Or to let go..

Gifts of love..

That are forlorn

In the hearts of

Aging lovers

Who do not die

Nor do they live..

Burdened by their

Own un-given and

Unaccepted gifts

Wrapped in tears 

Waiting to be unwrapped

In the smile of joy !

~Manjuri~

A Lover's Note

I have nourished you, with the blood of my heart,

I have drenched you, with the water of my eyes,

I have blown life in you, with the air of my breath,

I have given you form, in my existence.

I have enriched you, with my rich treasures,

I have colored you, with the paint of my thoughts,

I have fed your hunger, with my love,

I have given you form, in my existence.

I have filled your ears, with the music of my laughter,

I have dawned on your eyes, the beauty of dreams,

I have given a meaning, to whatever you do and say,

I have given you form, in my existence.

I have existed, in the very heart of your creation,

I have given you a custody of life, merely by living mine,

I have throbbed inside you, in numerous imaginations,

I have given you form, in my existence.

~Manjuri~

Before I wither,

Before I wither,

Give away to

My wrinkled skin,

Fade away,

Into some

Forgotten memories,

Die in my own

Tireless efforts,

To be,

Or, not to be..

Grant me a life,

Allow me to live,

But for a while,

By being myself,

Where no echo,

Of shore reaches,

As I surf,

The heart of waves,

Deep below the,

Blue ocean..

Let me live, but once..

~Manjuri~