YOU WILL BE FINE

Should have pressed your hands a little more firmly
Should have waited for another minute, hour, age
Should have touched that raw nerve a little more delicately
Should have looked away when you tried restraining yourself
Should have wrapped you in a shawl of woolly silence
Should have avoided mirroring your moonlit sadness

Yes we will get to the stiff hilt
Where reality will confront truth
In a dark dense forest at hazy heights

Your welled tear would break its surface tension
And fall through the abyss of our shared silence

With rapt quiet
I would see you pick the broken glass

Long after you forced 'I will be fine' smile

My fingers tiptoe
Over whispers of your name

(c)nidheeshtyagi

AGLOW

For a long time
There was this rapt silence
Words groped in its dark dense forest

Like sparkling fireflies

I had seen them in your eyes first

Long before the applause and ovation
Drowned the intense moment of truth
I gleamed in your smiling eyes

UNZIPPED TOUCHES

The zip drive
Of your touches
Opens now
Illuminates my dark solitude

Playing on my mind screen

Memories of a hushed moment
Ignites desires in
Another dream

One after another

© nidheeshtyagi

THE BEST BIT

The best bit is
The laughter epicentred
In your tummy

Waiting to happen
To let go the universe
To forgive the memories
To forget their pain

Hide that tear

The best bit was it needed no words
Or owed any explanation

Long after silence has
Clamped curfew on our being

Your laughter
Reverberates
In my palms

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Reading

Reading you. Fingers. Eyes. Mind. Wrist. Poem. Collar bone. Poem. Reading you. Words. Your earthen glow. Ribs. Trance. Poem. Moonlit gleam. Your pull. Words. Silence. Darkness. Pregnant pause. Undone hairs. Reading you. Soulful eyes. Your palms. Reading you. The zephyr of my life.

ELUDE

My hands wave
In breezy you
My soul stirs
In your misty eyes

My meanings take off
All their words

I borrow
A line from John Denver
Another from Neruda
A chant of Rumi
A strum of Leonard Cohen

To punctuate
Our shared silence

To wear you on my soul

The right word
May still elude me





© nidheeshtyagi