Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Lady, let me walk alone
I now love this lonely stroll
Ooh, ooh, ooh, honey
Lady, let me go
Would you?
I am through with you...Ooh...Ooh
Your kiss now doesn't reach my lips
Lady, you are out of my skin
Remember, you are the sole reason for the downfall
I’ve found a purpose to walk alone
And, it feels awesome like the feel of the mist
Ooh, ooh, ooh, my love
Honey my alien girl
Let’s undo this love
Undo our love that once was
Ooh, ooh, ooh.
Lady, let me sleep alone
Through this wet, wet night.

Copyright: Ajay Pai 2016 
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Sunday, October 16, 2016

O’ Lord, with boundless grace
Emperor of seven hills
the one with the captivating smile
Glory to you.
I, your subject
Circumambulate you with divine devotion.
O’ cowherd, Krishna
The one who held aloft the mountain
Glory to you.
All my life
I’ve seen you stand
In the sanctum-sanctorum, caged
In gold and diamond ornaments,
Obvious, you seem to relish such glory.
O’ divine, amongst all this opulence
Fades, the wail of my soul
I am choked
Uplift this fallen soul.
O’ lotus-eyed, descend into my heart
Let me coil you, to choke you
with my sorrows
Tell me, were you able to smile?
Copyright: Ajay Pai 2016
Image courtesy: AJ's personal archives

How elegant is that sight
of you seated majestically
on a white swan
in the sanctum-sanctorum
Draped in white, in compassion.
Your curls, truly
Symbolize the clouds.
Oh, Mother!
You, they say
is truly the Queen of Verses.
Then, why do you behave
as an uninformed?
Read, the soul which wails.
Oh, Mother, the fearless, shun the White
And, don the Red, Once and for all;
Stage the dance of destruction
Let those reverberations reach them tonight.
Spread open your third eye
Unleash the fire to turn them to ashes
Help this unfortunate, to end their Music.
In such ashes, is what I wish
to hold his lil palm, help him write
the first letters of his life – “Pa”.
Won’t you bless us?

Copyright @ Ajay Pai 2016
Image Courtesy: AJ's personal archives

PS:  It is believed that Saraswati Vandana ends the darkness and brings in the Sunshine in one's life. Trust, this Navratri, ends the darkness in Ishaan's life and bring him bountiful Sunshine. May, goddess bless him. #IshaanAPai

Your eyes -
Those which are unequaled,
In those eyes, I see an ocean of love.
Then it ensued
you were infinite, once
without a form.
An eccentric like me
sketched those eyes, lips
the bosoms, where the gushing waves of love spatter.
In this new form of yours
did you ever notice, this fall guy
who's abstained from your love!
You failed the eccentric,
Oh, Mother Goddess!

© Ajay Pai.
Image courtesy: AJ's personal archives

Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Let there never be an end
To these dark nights devoid of love,
I’ve found glitter in the darkest of the nights
And now, they send to me their angels
To cuddle with;
They hear me breathe
Touch my soul.
Girl, they caress my skin like it’s our first time
And, my mourns have become my moans.
Then, together we grind
In such a way that you’ve never known
I’ve begun to rejoice the vacuum in your heart,
I pity you, for, you've lost me.
Love, you've become a stranger
A mere stranger...

Copyright Ajay Pai 2016
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Sunday, October 2, 2016

The soil is moistened
With the tears of a mother
Whose son lay smeared with his cold-blood
The guns and the bombs went mute
With the reverberations of her heart beats, which wails
Resonating her love
For her martyr son,
Whom she had once wrapped in a woollen blanket
To insulate from the cold;
Now, lay bare and limp
On the bosoms of the Mother Land.

Oh, Mother!
I am a coward, unlike your Son
and, so inept even to console you.

Jai Hind.

Written in solidarity with Indian Soldiers.

copyright Ajay Pai 2016

Saturday, October 1, 2016

You make my heart pound like a teen
And, you blow fire on my skin
Oh, the gust of the breeze has swept my heart
I am dazed, as I taste the first kiss on my lips
Warm and wet.
Hold me tight
For, this is the night
And, when the moon is swept by the clouds,
Drop by drop-

Let us make love.

Copyright Ajay Pai 2016
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Thursday, September 22, 2016

Is there some sort of magic @ twilight,  that one lusts for?

At this hour of twilight
If I became the night
Will you be by my side, firing up the stars,
Melting down your fingers,
 Into my naked skin?

Alas, i fear
For, you will hush it up
And, would moan for the moon
On a lunar eclipse night.

Copyright Ajay Pai 2016
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Monday, September 19, 2016

These dusky clouds,
Why do they appear thus?

Reflected once, her innocent face
which I had adorably caressed
At that point in time.

For now, they mirror her dark skin
and her dubious, ill-lighted heart.

Copyright Ajay Pai 2016
image courtesy: AJ's personal archive

Let us weave love: Don't you guys weave such a story, at times?

These letters tonight
have lost their magic
and, my poems their sheen.
Hey love,
Let's lock our lips
Burn our skin;
From the ashes, let us weave
A story of love making.

Image courtesy: Pexels

© Ajay Pai 2016