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When colours of Holi question me..
I woke up one morning
Heard some chants outside
I rubbed my eyes
And went into the balcony
There were a bunch of people
Throwing colours of Holi at each other
Smiles and laughs all around
As they played Holi
I looked at the people
All covered in various colours
Some red, some yellow
Some pink, some green
I went back inside with a smile
But with an itch within
But I couldn’t realise
What that itch was about?
Then I saw some colors
On the table
Placed gracefully
Close to each other
I heard some murmuring
Coming from the table
They were giving strange looks to me
As they chatted with each other
I went closer to them and asked
Why do you look at me like that?
They said nothing but stared at me
I repeated my question
They said
You dare ask us a question?
First you answer us
Why the hell are we sitting here ?
I said
Sorry, but I don’t play Holi
They paused to give me a dreaded look
And said
Is this your answer to every question?
Is this negation of everything, your life?
Is this why never won an award?
Is this why you never confessed your love?
I was taken aback by their questions
I took few moments to stabilize
I looked at them furiously
And asked
What does all that has to do with you?
How does it matter to you?
That I never won an award?
That I never confessed my love?
They all laughed at me
And said
Its because of losers like you
That we sit on this table doing nothing
Not fulfilling our destiny
Not being able to touch someone
That you loved
Not being able to tell them what you feel
Not being able to talk with them
Make them smile
Not being able to bring you two closer
The way we used to bring others
Now I laughed at them and said
What do you know about love?
Why do you care what I feel?
How does all this matter to you?
They all looked at each other
They answered one more time
This time they looked at me with a dull smile
There voice had a tone of compassion
What do you think we colours are?
Its not our fault that you human beings
Are too naive to understand
That we are the feeling called “love”
- Kapil Acharya
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Today I set you free…
You are a bird
In the bounds of emotions
In the bounds of friendship
In the bounds of pain
In the bounds of love
Today I set you free
Free of all bounds
Go out in the open sky
Fly free
Chirp like you never did
And one day
If
You ever return to me
There will be no cage
That once was
But just a smile
A set of lips to kiss your forehead
A set of arms to embrace you
A set of moist eyes
With old moments flowing out in form of tiny beads
A set of thirsty ears
Waiting for you to twitter.
- Kapil Acharya
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In The Dream……..
There is this dream I see every night
Blue skies and bright sunlight
A beautiful house in the middle of a meadow
And on its pathway I see a shadow
The house gets closer as shadow moves eight steps or nine
This makes me realize, that shadow is mine
On touching the door knob I feel a spark
The door opens and everything goes dark
Then I see an enlightened room
Someone’s in there I assume
Moving closer I see a silhouette movin’
Its effect on my eyes is so soothin’
There stands a beautiful girl
Wearin’ a dress as white as pearl
My eyes drool over her curly hair
I haven’t met anyone ever so fair
As I enter the room I experience familiar vibes
“You know this girl”, says a voice from my insides
There she stands folding away some clothes
“Oh Lord! May this moment go on and on”, my heart hopes
Then something happens which I find really odd
My hands work on their own accord!!!
They make a move with some sort of grace
And take her in an embrace
Our eyes meet as her head turns
I drown into depth of her eyes
“Yes I know her. Oh yes I know her”, my heart says
She is the one, my love, my only love…
Then out of nowhere something seems to pull me away
Away from her
I try to hold onto her arm
But I keep retreating far away
Everything starts going darker and darker
And I move deeper into the darkness
A shrill voice makes me open my eyes
And I find myself next to my alarm clock….
As I finally come to my senses
I sit there thinking about the dream…
Was that a sweet dream or the worst nightmare ?
But I know one thing
That I would give everything just to see that dream end happily.
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