Ashes to Ashes... Dust to Dust!

Have you ever tasted ashes?

Ashes in your mouth!

Have you ever tasted dust?

Groveling in your own tears!

From the ashes she rose…

Each time like a Sphinx!

And each time they pulled her down…

And they promised her the magical land…

As the demons raped her soul each time!

And they promised her the golden bird…

As they left her alone to play with their Angels…

One more step and she would reach…

And on and on she walked…

And she never stopped walking!

‘I have no time’, he said,

As he turned to play with another

‘Let it go’, she told herself each time

And they promised her the throne of Queen…

As her dress wore ruins and her hair wore moth!

She walked on tired,

Tired of all their lies,

And she wondered why she even asked…

While all she was meant to be was…

Ashes to Ashes… Dust to Dust!

And so she sat there near the pond…

Away from all their promises…

Slowly growing tired to death…

Fading into her own Ashes and Dust!

And then there were none!

She strummed pausing chords on the guitar,

A cigarette dangling on her lips loosely,

The room lay dimly lit in silence,

Smoke bellowing above the old couch.

She poured herself another drink,

Counts of lost lovers gone in each sip,

Her fingers lightly touching the wounds again,

She looks to the glass ceiling on to the stars.

Brightly lit candles give her company,

She sits after a sold out night,

Looking dazzling in her indifference,

In an empty room of scotch and cigarettes.

Laughter of innumerable voices,

Now lost to the grieving room,

Soul sold off to the highest bidder,

An artist’s voice now on hire.

First went the music…

Then it was the lovers…

And then the dazzle…

And then there was None!

Blue Jazz Nights

 Hues of orange surrounding the sky...

Darkness starting to creed in...

The glass door creaks open,

There I walked in.

You pushed a glass towards me,

Your fingers slowly  pulling on my scarf,

Warmth of your breath playing on my neck,

I push you back and turn to run.

Sitting by the river now...

Silence of the night...

Broken by the waves...

Walls of our own making...

Into each night and then again,

Beyond each hour and time,

 Veiled tears of grief and love,

Make me go weak in my knees.

Jazz music in this dingy pub,

The sultriness in the breeze,

I remembered him tonight,

I longed for a weakness.

Prayer flags in the sky...

Moaning amidst blurred lines...

The touch of a stranger...
Kissing under the stars...

Dancing on toes all night...

Blue Jazz nights... Into abyss

Jumping between Extremes

Walking into the unknown…

The mist around the glass…

The haze of smoke dancing around…

A slight chill in the breeze…

The screen blinks on to life…

A slight smile spreads…

I look upon the stars…

The colours of life flush in…

I throw tantrums…

I cry anger…

I frown upon the sky…

And then, I laugh…

And this night is different,

And this sky looks darker,

And tonight is a new night,

Between the start and the end.

Demons amidst the mist…

Letting go of the whisky…

Letting in the circles of haze…

My fingers start to dance in the sky…

My hair opens loose…

Naked shoulders breathing in…

Dancing to the Nightcall…

Kissing in the air…

Accent of the chill around…

Dewdrops on my lips…

Pushed against the wall…

My hands crushed in…

Moving amidst the unknown…

Demons of a life around me…

Nightcall of a stranger…

Withdrawal symptoms aplenty…

Greed breathing me in stronger…

I make peace with my own fiction…

He smirks from six feet and beyond…

Lost and found in between the lines…

I start pacing back,

I change the tune,

I kiss the fire around,

I move with the rain.

Amidst the rubble...

Laughing on the couch,

She lightly kisses the haze…

In the arms of strangers,

She dances in circles…

Holding on to the curtains,

She turns around to see the noise,

Just one more time,

Crave for the morning…

Throwing her glass on the wall,

She tip toes around shattered glass,

Jumping across roofs,

Falling in beds…

Woken up by the cannon balls,

Smeared lipstick on the walls,

Shards of glass in her soul,

She lights the cigarette.

Another night of driving around,

Another kiss in the air,

Another knock breaks her trance,

Ashes of a forgotten time…

She rolls under the ivory sheets,

She kisses to the moans…

Amidst the chaos…

Amidst the haze…

Amidst the rubble…