Thought II

With pace unmatched
and weight unseen
thoughts
run taut
like pandas
white
and
black
feeding on abundant greens,

and they
trip and fall
on sand that's brown

lost
in their own unclear shades!

PS - Ay humnava, mujhe apna bana le...sookhi padi dil ki iss zameen ko bhiga de!

Squabble

Why
do you?
I asked

How
do I know?
He said

You

Gentle breeze,
tender light,
anxious eyes
that team up with an honest smile
and that tiny little worldly piece
at the center of your palm;

I pick it up
and hold you back
in gratitude
as I would
on a rainy day,
when tempers flew
for a while.

I see what I am to you,
anyway,
simply,
from
what you are
to me
everyday...

Winning that loss!

On that road
I rode
swift as a teacher,
steady as a leader,
with unflinching focus
and insatiable wonder;
i looked ahead,
sight,
in a single line of light
eyes,
unblinking, awake.

I reached the end,
across the bend,
amid all else,
everybody else,
that laughed
and held up their swords,
you looked not around, they said
you checked not your pace;
I nodded,
I knew not this was a race,
I had battles within to play...