Daddy don't give up

This one's by Young Lady for dad, as he fights the battle.
Brought tears to my eyes.

Daddy don’t give up
You are strong, my hero
Fight it and emerge stronger than before
Cmon now, let it go.
You’ve been happy, stressed offtimes too
But the way you smiled despite everything
Dispelled always the blue.
Look at you now, shrunk and old
Why did you let this happen?
To yourself a fine man, as precious as gold.
Daddy, I can’t see you this way
Stooped, helpless and weak
You can’t give up the fight
You need to be strong, like I know you are
To stand tall hale and hearty, up alright.
I miss your strength, your incredible power
You lifted, twisted, bent and broke
Anything I asked you to do
You did it finely, in a single stroke.
But now you can’t even lift a pen
Trembling hands and shivering legs
Pained I am to see you such
Cowed down an illness struck.
Don’t you see it?
This sickness is evil blew
Draining your energy and spirit too
Its trying hard to defeat you.
Daddy don’t give up
You are strong, my hero
Fight it and emerge stronger than before.
Cmon now, let it go.

Mother, I'm coming home

Oh my mother, dearest mother
how my eyes yearn to see you
can't wait for the moment
when they'll savour your sight
And fill my jaded soul
with mirth and delight.
Mother i'm coming home.
How my taste buds yearn for your food,
Make me sweets that i like
pour your potion of love
and intoxicate me
by flavour of affection.
Mother, i'm coming home.
How my body yearns for your embrace
a hug, a kiss
that'll wash my pain away
and make my heart smile.
Mother i'm coming home.
Oh my mother, dearest mother,
how my soul yearns for you,
to see you, to hear you, to be with you
to have you see me a grown up man
and see the pride in your eyes
and the most lovable smile.
The wait, i can't take any longer.
Mother, i'm coming home.

Young lady.

Hallucinations

one of the evenings when wine and his company were dearly missed...

Either with words or with thousand thoughts
Thousand thoughts - a few words and a few not
Bring me home - my own hom
Home I longed for, home I don't belong
The home where the bells ring
Sounds shattering the silence, words breaking the spell
But I'm deaf I'm dumb I'm done
I'm done when I was born. Now I just wait
Wait till the last red drop falls out
Wait till the pool builds and drowns the sounds
The wait which is eternity.
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Kiss kisses kissed kisser kissing
Kiss kiss
Missing kiss
Some kiss some miss
Kiss the miss miss the kiss
Kissing the kiss
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A smile that extends a mile
Wishing it lasted a while
On your pretty face which smiled
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Love like life will die
Death is a begining of new life
Life after will crave for locked love
And forever linger in the limbo of love
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The slow pace

Another one in collaboration ;)

Its like watching a flower unfurl its petals
Then watch it fall free on the ground
Turning and twirling its petals
In the air
Dancing its way down
Celebrating the moment
That melodious and smooth moment!
Time slows down and watches
As the flower kisses your moist cold palms
Wet from the dew drops sliding off leaves.
I hold it up to you to touch and smell. Nature in all its glory. Resting in my palms
Absorbing herself with everything she's got, she breathes in the emotions

...

The last eye lash

The last eye lash you left
For me, to make a wish
Am still playing with it
While you grew another
Am still staying with it
Wondering..
If you'd come back
Not wishing..just wondering
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That look

That look I got
Just before
The line was crossed
I want that back
I would cross
A thousand lines
Just to make you look
One more time
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Summer wine

She called me dangerous and gave me a smile
I shook my head and tried to understand
It was perfect but it took me a while
.....I was left wanting more summer wine.
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Aboli

As I searched my soul,
Beneath the layers.
Of lives lived and
Lasting marks left,
Inspiration emerged - as You
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Here comes yet another piece with a smooth blend of emotions from a poet, with a beautiful heart oozing with happy happy love. 

उम्मीद

और हमें लगा उनके नाम के मक़बरे होंगे, गुलिस्तां होंगे, शेर बनेंगे। बादशाह कोई होगा जिसका हुक्म चलेगा। कोई पालकी होगी पर्दों वाली। पालकी ढोनेवाले कदम मिलायेंगे। सिपाही होंगे नंगी तलवारों के साथ। लेकिन देखा तो कोई न था। सिर्फ एक नगीना था लाल काग़ज़ में लिपटा हुआ, ज़मीन पर। कोई छोड़ गया था उसे वहां पे। शायद समझा पत्थर है। या किसीके ताज से गिर गया था। जो भी हो, लगा चरवाहे को एक अनजान ख़ज़ाना मिल गया। पेहली चांदनी पर ही कमल खिल गया। लेकिन ये भी लगता है कि फिर खो जायेगा। कहीं इस अनजान दुनिया में खुद गुम होजाएगा। ना अपना होगा ना पराया। उम्मीद है लेकिन फिर एक बार मुलाक़ात होगी, कोई अनजान रास्ते पे। चरवाहे की। और वो, किसी लाल काग़ज़ में लिपटा हुआ।
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(Have never been pampered so much)

Trip

The thread of words
Those silken threads
And velvety spread
Drunk on the darkness
On the silence it envelopes
And the sweetness that slips behind the throat
The faint smell of wet soil
The feel of cold leaves
What sweet lies those are
The touch of moist warmth
And the lies of it
The dream they have woven
Like moving through velvet curtains
Sliding down a rabbit hole
Warmth of the breath touching my skin
Slowing it all down
To match the pulse
To fall motionless
To drown down
The brown patterns of coffee cup.

The lanterns

We walk on a wide street with a million lanterns around, each holding either a secret or knowledge or wisdom. As the evening matures itself into the depths of navy blue, the warm vermilion lanterns begin to glow as if they are just blossoming into their youth, ripening with pristine pride of their beauty, attracting us, alluring us towards their purity. But the dawn will break soon and the golden resplendence will wipe us off this planet. So we have to make choices of which lanterns to buy. They are just too many. There is a whole galaxy of them. Endless. Ever-lasting. Eternal. They are blinding us. Overwhelming us. They are beautiful. We keep walking taking the beauty in. Our bodies bathed by the warm glow. The light showing us the way. The lanterns are of various shapes. Some are ornate, some are simple and others are studded with jewels. A few haven't been lighted yet and others seem to blaze into the night. I see that you are holding one too. Its shining through your robe and making you glow as if from inside. We keep walking. The street and the night seem endless. There seems to be no memory in me. Of how we got here or what this place is. It feels as if I came into existence on this street with you on the side. No beginning and may be no end. I look at you, into your eyes. And I know you feel the same. Reassured I look ahead into the street. Darkness giving way to light as we walk ahead.