CHAOS

If without a roof, let the sky house you.

And the strikes of time clothe your dreams

Wander like the clouds, pregnant with thoughts

Of black and white threads woven together

In a mosaic of fabric that nestles the golden butterfly

Causing a chaos that shapes the destiny

Of a million drops that make up the ocean.

I await you

With your yellow photograph for comfort
And the old magazines, I still remember you,
Amidst the the silent humdrum of  Mumbai
A milieu of million dots, like us
Lost, without a second stare.
Unlike , the valley you loved
Wherein you're an unspoken memory
Lost to the greed of the red river
While you tried to cleanse its stains

Rains wash away your sins,they say
Was it your act of love they loathed?
Perhaps, peace pierced through their hearts
That you stand just a dissolved blot
 Night was their excuse and you brought'em sunshine
You deserved it,they would say
You wouldn't have understood their passion
And they couldn't allow your freedom
Why didn't you stoop a little,
"Adjust" to their demands, like everyone else did
When their sons preferred blood to vermilion
For ideals they're sure they knew best

Then, it happened what I dreaded most
T'was one of those stormy nights

When darkness throttled the sunshine

Like the clouds in the crimson sky

The lines hazy as ever, loosing away......

Your absence is still a nuisance to me
 I look out of the window for you, as a habit
My vermillion  shines yet as brightly
While my prayers still await you

p.s---Wrote after seeing an Assamese movie-Ekhon Nedekha Nodir Xipare (As the river flows)

PANACEA

When the melody’s long gone, fear screams,

‘Remember me, if not in memories, through stories

Of blood split and innocence lost’

Making a mockery of the love that binds through

Few obscure lines, and few futile statistics

Rip through thousand empty hearts; their hopes

Turn saline at the confluence of their dreams

Riddles lie here, like the blood, scattered!

 Blame it on the dried tears and deaf ears

Unheard voices don’t count, lost in the clamour

Tides of youth, between mistrust and lies,

Silence echoes, in pursuit of panacea

Winged shoulders seek rest, lend yours

To soothe the scalded hearts and homes

In the light of reason, let every society rhyme

Amidst the poignant emotions, let it rain

Pregnant with hopes of a bright sunrise