Let the clothes fade
I smell summer
The frolic had with friends
let me get drenched in rain
My parched soul
drinks from memories past
Let my children sleep in my arms
they would fly away no sooner
than the wink of the eye
let me live’
rather to regret
Kavini
A cup of coffee
with old friends….
A walk down the memory lane
with new friends
its making new memories
with friends forever
its sharing of thoughts
with a lover
a minute becomes an eon
with kisses and cuddles
the flavour stays with you
long after the cup is empty…
Kavini
The earthy smell of rain
assuaged my senses and my memories
left far behind
that haunts like a melody long forgotten
getting drenched to the soul
while the rain drops kissed and caressed
like that of a lover
The earthy smell of rain
creates the craving
for the hot, lip smacking savouries
mother dished out
which burnt my lips and tongue
to be kissed better
by the clear droplets of rain
The earthy smellof rain
hands yearn to hug
friends who sat with me on the bed huddled sharing
the warmth,memories and promises
with rain bearing witness to those lazy afternoons
that looks like a hazy
black and white picture in the album
that is never flipped through
The earthy smell of rain
evokes the hunger
to recapture the spring of my life
hugs of my mom, reprimands from dad
shared laughter with friends
careless dancing in the rain
gentle,kisses and hugs from you
fills up my soul with warmth
the earthy smell of rain.
Kavini
The endless conversations through the night
that healed the rip in my heart, dried up the tears
wish I could carve them in stone,
the gentle brush of your fingers trailing down my arms
I feel it thousand fold on my sensitized skin
my lock of hair that gets tucked by those magical fingers
trail my forehead again and again
so that I can feel that tenderness anew
the sinewy arms that keep me prisoner
willingly I sojourn in that tender manacle
that makes me feel secure
the sensuous lips that discovers the
planes and valley of my nape stay there till eternity
wish I could capture these moments for aeons to come,
the heart that listens to my confused ravings
continue to listen so,
the mind that guides me to
understand the cosmos that is beyond me
continue to do so without duress,
memories safely tucked away endure
as I have promises to keep.
Kavini
MUSINGS 