a proposal...

The evening sun was giving her skin a divine hallow...

The breeze taunting her hair...

Felt like the whole hillock was filled with her fragrance...

And it was toxicating my whole senses...

My mind started playing cougar...

I walked up to her back, as she watches the sunset...

My hand found her shoulder...

She didn’t flinch; as if she was expecting my move...

She rested her head to me, her whole torso to mine...

As if she needs my support her whole life...

I hold her to mine, so dearly as clutching to my own life...

And at that moment my atheist mind prayed; just to die like that...

To persist that moment forever and not to fade...

My lips uttered those 3 words to her ear...

She seemed surprised, and turned to me...

Her eyes deep; which I can’t comprehend...

Then she hugged me most dearly and returned those words to me...

Felt exhilarant: and our holds get stronger...

Her eyes went wet; her tears drenched my shirt...

I felt a pang of pain; and decided not to make her eyes wet ever again...

Felt mixed emotions; to be everything to her...

To be a protecting brother, a concerned father, a playful child, a loving soul mate...

Want to be with her forever and ever...

real gifts...

Every seat around me was full...

Everyone have the common expression: fatigue...

Everybody returning after the treacherous day’s labour...

Every mind dreaming of a better tomorrow...

The public transport carried a bunch of people with dreams....

Hopes... optimism for a future of fortune...

All were eager to be in the tube which starts first...

For they love to see the happiness in their loved one’s faces...

Even for one minute longer...

Those sweet moments of laughter with their family...

Glitter in their children’s eyes, when they get their fancy toys...

A sweet hug from their second half, after the day’s tiring toils...

The real gifts in the life....

a smiley stare...

I waited there for a stare...

For a smile...

But she went past eyes looking down...

The lost moment...

The grace in her walks...

Those impeccant and deep eyes....

That round angel like face...

I was a moth drawn to the flame...

The Caliban I am...

Masochistic....

Let the angel fly away....

For she has all the high heavens to roam...

Let she be in the upper echelons and stare at me with a smile....

sky's laugh...

The night was chilling...

Eye in the sky, bloodshot...

Its hallow giving it an eerie feel...

The dark cloud over the eye revealed, sky’s insomnia...

Sky saw the owl’s silent flight...

And its ignorant prey...

A meander zigzagged down the earth...

Its water destined to the great pool...

Sky saw the night life of erect beings...

The self claimed rulers of the muddy ball...

And their shallow dreams and evil plays...

They can’t see the big frame of life...

The nocturnal rulers busy in their twisted plans...

Feeling as if no one sees their frauds...

Sky laughed at them...

And the nocturnal beings heard a thunder...

give me the strength...

In this lonely road...

Am without a resolute...

My beliefs strangled...

And am without a walking stick...

Expectations crushing me...

Their weight wearing me...

My shoulders weakening...

My smiling facade withering...

I wish to throw them away...

But then I hurt the ones who love me the most...

I’ve justifications; But meaningless...

I can’t do it; neither can I walk anymore...

Give me an ambition...

So I can tear the veil of predictions upon me...

Give me the vision...

So I can find my calling...

Give me the strength...

So I can rise above everything....