The little shaky things

I don't
Know
If I've
Seen it
Its got
These
Slow
Continuous
Shaky
Really small
Dots
Floating
In everything
And they are
There
Hence you
Are there
You as in
Your body
And with
Your body
Your identity
Your past
Your future
Everything is
Attached
But once
You leave
This body
The shaky things
Stay
As they are
They have
No purpose
Just like us
Just like you
And me
Individually
But together
They form
Us
I
For that matter
But they'll
Be there
Even after
You are gone
But
How are you
Gone then?
The little shaky
Things
Are still
Moving
That made
You up
Atoms
And the energy
Is still alive
Vulnerable
To experience
Impressionable
Highly
Impressionable
Just like you
So no one
Dies really
Everyone
Just is
Its a matter of time
Just like
Atoms are
The little shaky things.

Hands

Her hands
Were soft
As if
Healing
Everything
They touched
The sides
Of my face
My mouth
My eyelids
The comfort
Was exciting
In its own way
Like a trance
A gradual walk
With a smile
On my face
She explored
With grace
My face
And I felt
As if
I had forgiven
Myself
For everything
In the past
And everything
In the future
Just so
That her hands
Could trace
My face
With grace
Dripping off
Her hands
As if building
A memory
Of warmth
And expressed love
Pure love
Endangered love
For what it was
As it was
Her hands
Smelling
Pretty
Enticing making
Strokes
On my face
Like painting
Like a boat
In a lake
Just being
Seeing
Experiencing
Everything
Experiencing
Quietness
Her giggles
Her laughter
Her humour
Her intellect
Her sadness
Her happiness
Her flaws
Her storms
Her spring
Her autumn
Her rains
Her veins
Like sailors
Don't drink
From the sea
True sailors
Always
Just
Be.

Broken

Broken pieces
Imperfections
Wrongs
And all the
Blurred reflections

Ugly
Fat
Skinny
Sad
All give birth
To beauty's
Worth

Blueness in
The skeis
The ocean
Her eyes
Emotions
Gloomy
Sticky
Loud
Devotions

You are but
Complete
With all your
Imperfections
How else
Will you
Be
Beautiful
Without
All your
Imperfections. 

Someone.

Through
The eyes
Of a small
Child
Playing
With cards
Fetching
Ideas
For her
Dreams
Coming true
A jack
A queen
And a king
Who would
Sing
To her
Lullabies
At night
While
The aces
Felt weaker
In front
Of the
Queen this time

And suddenly

Through
The eyes of
A small
Child
There
Was anabrupt
Monotony
In everything
And
The cards
Felt
Less
In front
Of her dreams

The small child

She bore
In her
The wildest
Of dreams
and even
The crayons
Felt
Less in
Number
Colour
Depth
Wilderness
The crayons
Felt less

Someone
Give her
A joint. 

Corners in your mind.

The subtle
Numbness
On your
Face
In the
Morning
The delicate
Eyelashes
Carelessly
Kept
The softness
Of your
Lips
Your pretty
Ears
The layers
Of bright
Thoughts
Secretely
Laughed
At
And the
Darker
Visions
Feared from
Secretely
Spontaneity
In your
Smiles
The birds
And trees
And rivers
And me
In the
Corner
Of your
Mind
While
You stay
Preoccupied
With dreams
Yet to be
Accomplished
And your
Mysterious
Hair
What do
They say?
I'm trying hard
To listen
But they
Emit
Only
Sensuality
You feel
For your
Mind.

My paradise.

In between
Strangers
Getting
To know
Myself
In between
Voices
Getting
To know
My skin
In between
Naughty lines
Getting to
See
My grins
Is peeping
Through
A window
Looking over
To
My paradise. 

River river through the wall

I lay in
The river
While it trickles
Through me
Like im not even there
It stares
At time
Emotionless
Carelessly
Over the rocks
To the sea
Where's it
Coming from
Where would
It be?
Where would
You be
Feel
Experience
Flowing
Towards
Inside
To worlds
That await
Us
Restlessly
Until
You open
Your eye
The river
Still flows
Unknowingly
All the time
And you've been
To worlds
Of wanderers
Beyond
space
And time

The river
And me play
In my
Head
A romantic
Song
A duet
Of oneness
As I
Became
One
And then
Nothing

Let me say
Hello
To you there
Where
We truly
Come from
Where 'we'
Give up the
Me
And 'I'
Myself
Naturally
Where
Only
Paradoxes
Explain
Truths
In its
Totality.

Silence

Radiant
And bright
New light
Unfelt
Unseen
The ongoing
Beam
Striking
Everything
It can
Not trying
Just being
Exploding
Vibrating
Living
Stunning
Overseen
Neglected
Overshadowed
Unbelievably
Overshadowed
By our
Mind

Close your
Eyes
Focus
On the light
And be silent.