My Best Birthday

A blurred hazy evening,years back...
the hug i gifed was felt deep within
words unsaid but all the luv was felt
I know that evening will never be wiped.

My father that evening had reached sixty
The best I gifted was a hug,from deep within;
My first drawing,wrapped up with care,
I gifted him the best posession of my life.

But it was the last I gave him a hug,
Then I grew too big to bow to hug...
Something called ego crept deep inside,
Never had a time to be by his side.

So many friends,I grew so much...
Felt ashamed to love him like a kid;
Hardly felt the need to talk to him,
Failed to look for pain,we once shared

Returned home when it was almost dawn,
He waited all night with cakes and candles;
Remembered it was my eighteenth birthday...
A drop of tear silently rolled down unsaid.

The Bloody Red Wine

The glass with that red wine
Brimming to the top,
The drop of tear streaming down
runnels down your cheek;
The drop of tear freezes to pearl
all pink and white,
Dropped in the glass,bloody wine
splashing all over...

The child screamed far,far away
amidst dry desert,
Soothing sound of rain splashing
unheard for ages;
Raindrops hitting against the glass
driving me mad,
Wish I could jump,run,dance,shout
do what I did...

The orange sky,the red setting sun
slowly it violets.
In the sound of waterfall,a hollow
I felt in me;
A splash in the calm,blue sea
down,down below,
The arrow shoots out of the bow
wish I stopped it...

The blue beam of beautiful light
killing me,
The crystal reflecting sunlight
felt dark deep in;
The vulture soared high above
wish i could fly,
Drop from the most beautiful eye
down the rosy face...

I prayed eyes closed,folded hands
with salt and whore,
You kissed my lips,touched me,
felt heaven;
Your nails pricked deep my throat
never cried a bit,
The bloody red wine bathed ur nails
I closed my eye...