Nature is jealous of your smile,
the sky is blind to see your shine,
the wind is bound to drive your hair,
and time is flowing slowly —
just to keep your smile.
Author: Abhey Gupta
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Jealous of Your Smile
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To Be or Not to Be
I would rather cross my mind,
and travel, alone, all of mine;
or behead my day, so full of head,
and, a day or more, live my life…I carry all my deeds,
and the beads of my hate;
I whisper words of shed,
and expect my own side…To the lonely night and day,
I dare to love once again;
travelling all myself, an unknown way,
I recall some of the lost rain.It is turning to summer, for a change,
and I glance back for a familiar face;
but I witness myself in a crime of dilemma:
to be, or not to be, a part of this life again… -
Wish to Wish
I wish to wish you every coming year with a smile on your face.
I wish to wish you every day full of happiness and joy.
I wish to wish that, every time, you get what you deserve in life.
I wish to wish that I could hold your tears with my smile.
I wish to wish you everything that I may bring into your life.Just in return, I wish for your smile —
the one that makes me happy, all the time. -
Being a Time
For a while, being a time,
I try remembering myself —
my will, my words,
my pain, and a world of happiness and sorrow;
and, for a time, being myself. -
Colourful Night
Like a night full of light,
scattered raindrops all over;
a skeptic moon under a dark cloud,
and a breeze of wind over my skin.A fallen-apart rain of hope,
running short of you;
though whispering, alone, at night —
through the end, we reach the start.From the far sky, I see a ray:
a moment of life,
a second of joy,
and the hope of the new;
artistically playing a game of hide-and-seek —
sometimes my dreams,
and the queen of the night: you, the moon.A long way to go, still, to reach;
but beauty lies everywhere I go,
hidden beneath the clouds, or in your shine;
and I see you, laughing at me, and at my lonely night — with you, or without. -
Wish I…
I just wish, sometimes —
wish I could only hope,
wish I could only believe,
wish I could only see thee,
wish I could only love,
wish I could only help,
wish I could only walk,
holding one familiar hand of my life: my childhood.Wish — when I wished for everything, and I had it;
wish to be back when time was innocent;
wish when the sky was an endless beauty;
wish when the moon was my friend;
wish when I had nothing, but my peace;
wish when I had the courage to dream;
wish when broken houses were only card games;
wish — I could wish, now. -
Moon and You
It hides in the hue,
to tell I am not with you;
and it shines anew,
to tell I am not from you.It seeks the light of another,
to glitter the night for you;
it moves swiftly,
to tell the beloved of love.It stands till dawn,
to let you sleep in his arms;
it ushers in a new day,
to believe in the existence of you;
it watches all night —
silent, and a sign of you. -
Beautiful Lie
You say one thing, and your eyes another —
making me believe it is all lies.
You say something, known to the unknown, I feel;
often it is close to the truth,
but it moves with a sharp turn of reality,
and rises again with the darkness and the night,
and sleeps with a weeping mourn… -
Around Me
Thundering clouds, drowning day and lightning night —
I wonder what is up in the sky.A feeble sound, chirping birds, trees greener than ever —
I find my mirror in these.A drifting river, crossing seas, memoirs dissolving along the current —
I put myself in, to forget anything.Feeding mammals, loving bees, the morning rooster —
I find a shot of words to describe all these.Over the wire, on top of the roof, on the flooded road —
I find a true likeness of you.Dense mangrove fields, still life, and a murmuring —
the love of you, and of life.Today or tomorrow, love or hate —
I find my peace, in you.