Twtc

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy, when the skies are grey

You'll never know dear, How much I miss you

So please don't take my sunshine away.

- Ricky Nelson, "Trouble with the curve"

Ness

Across flights and trains, via dreams and thoughts,
Across moments and depths, and via every open night-sky.

Across work and lay, and via salads and lunches,
Across character and actions, and via them many days.
I miss you my power, my beautiful lady;

Missus

Missing those warm apartment nights from the cold winter,
Bussing through noisy interstate traffic after long weeks.

Sleeping through the mornings while caressing your hair,
Thinking about the many plans that are yet to unfold.

Breathing all your perfumes while laid by your womb,
Listening the continuous crumble and bumbles of daily life.

Missing those warm apartment nights from the cold winter,
Missing that time when I heard over weekends close to you.

Lucky # 33

Yes, ...bhaiya, you are getting old,

Happy Birthday to you - I once told.

Evenings eating in Durga puja and culfest strolled;

And you had handwriting - horrible, so people sold.

Vaja and Structure were a beautiful tension controlled,

Crimson blues, a brilliant and passionate hold.

Rope and tire bridge - a shiny brick of white gold,

Anna's chai, Garba, Naini and DP saheb formed a strong, protective fold.

Freshers, jam and those class trips is all strangely enrolled,

Bhopal, Pune and Ahmedabad was daringly cold.

Direction, motivation from a big brother's fold,

For memories, great victories, and the future you behold.

Through good times and bad, be standing bold,

So did I say - ...bhabhi rolled; Yes, ...bhaiya, you are getting old.

A Happy Birthday email I wrote for a loving and caring bhai. Leart much from and look up to his thought process and decision-making.

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Short compiliations

Dreamy sleep

This beautiful dreamy sleep, 

I dream about my future, while my present is flying

I dreamt money, fame and fortunes in those flights of the past,

Fortunately, I did not get all that - I got you. 

This beautiful dreamy sleep.

Introspecting my thoughts and expectations from a by-gone time.

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Fear

Lions fear for their feed, 'nesses hunt for their pups,

The game fears for her foal, this world fears for their balance.

Fear fears it will be missed, so does religion and society,

- I fear for my when, my well-being and my well.

The many fears that I carry along - the burden of life and reality that strikes me when I wake up and reminds me when I am low and out.

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Sleeplessness

Turns, whips, see-saw rolls;

Dreams, stares and ceiling falls.

Sleeplessness on the prowl.

Big blobby eyes revolving around my sun;

Gleams thoughtfully like fruit by a black bun.

Sleeplessness on the run.

Wavering prying around the room;

Stares a question when each taunt grooms.

Sleeplessness on the loom.

The agonizing time spent in understanding love, life and the likelihood of using those words in the same sentence. Written around mid-night.

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Lost

Losses are mounting and seats are burning,

Eyes are turning and hearts out pounding.

Bosses are yelling and tables up piling,

Keys are toiling and the box is whiling.

Crosses are rising and football is demising,

Wheels are pricing and backs are reeling.

Breeze is lieing and food is frying,

Thoughts are flying and fear is greying.

Losses are mounting and seats are burning -

Life is re-mixing and decisions are crying.

Day dreaming about the next few steps in life and being realistic at the same time about who I am and what I offer.

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