Month: February 2008

My only aspiration

My only aspiration

In the hustle and bustle of the day
Surrounded by folks and friends
I feel lost, lonely and astray

Drifting off or awaking,
in dreams and reality
My heart’s always aching
and my soul’s always praying
for you…

Suppressing my urges
to talk to you
curbing my craving
to hear you
ignoring my thirst
to meet you
restraining my longing
to be with you
stifling my desire
to touch you
I feel fervent and helpless,
desperate and hopeless
For I expect and demand,
hope and anticipate

Then all of a sudden I seek nothing
Bereft of hopes, wishes or desires
Left with only a soul that aspires
…for your happiness

Then I experience a holy calm
Peace descends on me
like a soft, soothing balm
and a knowing arises
…that we’re never apart
because you live
forever in my heart

© Manoj Khatri

Sleeping with you

Sleeping with you

We switch off the lights
and speak at late nights
I’m magnetised
by your dreamy voice
It makes my heart rejoice
I am hypnotised
by your slow, rhythmic breathing
It leads my soul out of its sheathing

As we speak sweet nothings
and get ready to snooze
An exquisite feeling ensues
Then I pray to the almighty
to make my every night
Just as pious and pretty
as this one
For, even as we doze off
in the darkness,
my life is lit up
‘cos my heart is
aflame with your thoughts
and my soul,
ablaze with your love

© Manoj Khatri

Choices

Choices

I don’t know why did we meet?
Then chose to be bitter, not sweet

I don’t know why did we start?
Then chose pain over a joyous heart

I don’t know why did we hope?
Then chose to walk on a tightrope

I don’t know why did we pledge?
Then chose to push our luck to the edge

I don’t know why did we care?
Then chose to let our souls dare

I don’t know why did we pray?
Then chose to forever stay away

I don’t know why did we fight?
Then chose darkness instead of light

But I do know why we chose to love
‘cos God chose to bless us from above

© Manoj Khatri

Drifting

Drifting

Drifting like an aimless cloud,
resembling a soft ball of cotton
in the clear, blue sky
Moving
in no specific direction
I feel peaceful

Floating like an unmanned raft
concurring with the currents
of an endless, wild sea
Thinking
no specific thoughts
I feel joyful

Hopping like a beautiful butterfly
from flower to flower
in the garden of love
Smiling
with no specific reason
I feel cheerful

Walking like a goalless vagabond
who has nothing to achieve
in this lovely, long life,
Living
with no specific purpose
I feel blissful

© Manoj Khatri