In Search Of "Another" Moon, In Search of You

Penned By B D Narayankar

Sometimes,
I feel to rustle in my palms
the dry leaves of the night
and splash it over the sky

Sometimes,
I feel to peel off the soiled
bundles of clouds
and see what lies behind

May be, there is 
another moon; 
another like you,
My Love!

NOTE: Moon is another name of HERS


NEXT UP:
The Talking Eyes At Lamborghini

The Talking Silence At Lamborghini

Penned By B D Narayankar

Before you had 
a glimpse of me
there was all but
chaos at the Lamborghini

The windows were opened
the chests of walls searing
the doors stood with the hands 
on their hips - raging
the tables, the chairs were
like lumps of chaos

Under the floor 
the noises of the day
began burrying
There were locks too
On every lock
a boisterous sound 

If I could hear the silence;
Only silence of your eyes
the day could be saved
Together,
we could save the day

... And together, we saved the day ...
before the night could wrap the day
and throw it into the golden dust

This Half-A-Rupee Coin Memory Of Hers

Penned By Narayan-Chandra Rauf

Sometimes,
she drops like the moon
Sometimes,
she crosses my eyes
like a wayward wind
This half-a-rupee coin (Atthanni) memory of hers

Sometimes,
she walks away into the unknown 
like an ascetic
Sometimes,
she comes drop by drop
like the life itself
This half-a-rupee coin memory of hers

Sometimes,
she tumbles into my dreams
Sometimes,
she stands under the scorching sun
and at other times,
she finds solace under the moonlight
This half-a-rupee coin memory of hers

Sometimes,
she comes like 
a newly-wed bride in a palanquin
and blossoms in all innocence
And at other times,
I find her with a flower in her hands,
trying to propose, beckon me
This half-a-rupee coin memory of hers

... Lord!
Grant me one last wish -When
this half-a-rupee coin memory of hers
is buried
You bury me next to her!

NOTE: 

Next Up  - Lambhorghini Musings

I Am But A Dismembered Fragrance In Search Of Flower

Penned By B D Narayankar

The night has returned -
The night of dreams
Come, 
light up 
beside my pillow ...
dreams;
so that
sleep creeps into me

Sometimes a shadow (beloved)
calls me out;
Sometimes
somebody (beloved) scribbles
an unvoiced tale in waters
I am, 
but a dismembered fragrance
in search of a flower,
Wish I could sit on 
a branch of a tree
Wish a blade of breeze
craddles me
for a while, atleast

Come, 
light up 
beside my pillow ...
dreams;
so that
sleep creeps into me


NOTE:

This poem is dedicated to one of my best female friends in my profession. When ever I see her I feel for her; the melancholy  of being separated from her beloved. I can fathom as she has very expressive eyes - any good Bharatnatyam dancer should have so.

But, this piece and all others I had written and will write - will be on only one girl - nobody can take her  place - naa, no one.

Love At First Sight: Bangalore Palace Musings

Penned By B D Narayankar

That night,
you came draped 
in the night's shawl
after the evening had
emptied the sun's brimful pot
at the doorsteps of the ocean

The night kept melting 
from your body 
as your body was like a searing planet
A skyful fragrance was your voice
like the mud kneaded with milk and daylight

You were speaking
The lips kept chiseling 
the pieces of moon
and I stood wondering ...
wondering at your presence ...

After a while,
holding the fingers of the moonlight
you left the scene
before the morning 
with a pot 
brimful of the sun 
could emerge
in the distant expanse 
somewhere

It was like a comet 
hidden in the mystery of time,
you came from the cosmos
and returned to it!

Signs Of Love

Penned By B D Narayankar

I milch the dark night ink 

and keep filling it in my pen

to spell your name, all night long

Look -

What's come over me!

I pluck your voice and keep 

wearing it 

on my ears 

like the tinkling ear-rings,

Look -

What's come over me!

I collect in my palms

the glow of sunset

and ever so stealthily

paint your cheeks

with molten red-gold hue

every evening

Look -

What's come over me!

I have lost myself

wandering

in search of you,

asking strangers perfect 

your home and address

Look -

What's come over me!

I sip

the drops of light

slipping from your soul;

suffusing your lips

Look -

What's come over me!

I carve out 

a peck of a dust 

with my nails

gathered on your portrait

day in and day out

Look -

What's come over me!

I watch out for you
on television
with my teary eyes
Capture you
frame by frame
and store in
my smartphone
Look -
What's come over me!

Wish this love could be gambolled away

in a child's inocent play

Sounds Of Silence, Sounds Of Love

Penned By B D Narayankar

Love is not in words
Love is not in sounds
It is just a silence,
which speaks and hears
Neither it extinguishes
nor stops 
It's a light
which flows through the ages

It is just a sensation,
feel it with your soul

Let love be love,
do not label,
stamp it 
with any other name or 
relationship!

Kiss Me As Hymns Kiss My Lips

Penned By NarayanChandra Rauf

Without you
these mad easterlies
come and billow
my muffler
You, My Love
sometimes just like
the easterlies
embrace me, lightly

Without you
these sacred hymns
kiss,
bring solace to my soul
You, My Love
sometimes just like 
the hymns
kiss my lips, gently

Without you,
these tender verses
calm my frenzied heart
You, My Love
sometimes just like
the verses 
give meaning to my lunacy

It's just a small matter
of few simple words (I love you)
Come, reveal yourself to me
let my heart read you
like lyrics from a song book 

Wipro Musings on Drenched Diwali Evening

Penned By B D Narayankar

You had cast a spell on me
The kohl in your eyes 
had whipped up
a craze in my aged heart

That evening was drenched, 
crying for the missing sun
but your heart
throbbing with love for me
had warmed the sky
embellishing it with droplets
shinning like your ear-rings

I had the chance
to have said those words
that you and I had 
pulled back from our lips
after you looked at me -
blushing, lowering your eyes
sitting three-seats away
from me at Wipro, 
My Love

Poem: But That's An Excuse, Honey!

Penned By B D Narayankar

She spells a charm
into the sunglasses
smokes it with her breathe
and seeks me out
to hang it around my collar
but,
that's an excuse
to hold me in her embrace

She seeks for the washroom 
in her office
sprinkles water on her face
but that's an excuse
to hide her tears that
the tender verses of my poem brings

She pulls my portrait
close to her chest
and tucks it in her bosom,
saying I don't have it
but that's an excuse to search her

All these ...
I wonder
would it happen
in this lifetime?

A Pinch of Salt, A Pinch Of Sugar, Flavor My Verses

Deeksha Seth


Penned By B D Narayankar

Each night,
a pinch of salt
from your eyes;
a pinch of sugar
from your lips
I steal 
to flavor my verses

Each night,
I peep into your eyes;
remove shards of
dreams one by one
to find my face in them

Each night,
I calm the
spiteful darkness
and invite pleasing
mornings for you

Each night,
I flame the lamp
along the path
you would come by

Each night,
I fill your thoughts 
into the pan of my loneliness

Each moment
I remember 
I had spent in your presence
as though 
I have been born
again and again for you;
My Love!

Missing Cebit, Missing Infosys

Penned by B D Narayankar

When I creep into
a venue for a grist
and feel your absence
my hope begins to breathe

No footfall;
Not even a whisper 
of your endearing presence,
and yet I feel 
you are here - somewhere

How should I tell
in my sinews 
you flow 
like the blood in my veins

If you could understand this
I can then
stitch together
the tatters of our dreams
lacerating from our eyes

The Very First Impressions About You, My Love

Penned By B D Narayankar

That night,
when I saw
you for the
first time
at Bangalore Palace

How I wished
that this night
doesn't drown

How I wished
you stopped
the night
and both of us ran
for the shadow
so that the sun
doesn't grip us,
my love

How I wished
when the tired moon
clambering down
the Palace,
steps on to
the muggy walls
would slip

How I wished then,
you stalled the night
and I would spread 
the mesh
you would haul her
on your back
and I will give you
my hand as support

How I wished that
the night never ends

If you had gone,
my love,
I would have said katti
to you - I swear

Waiting For You, Honey!

Penned By B D Narayankar

I have been waiting a century since

No one passed by this path

A few chariots of moon

had passed by

But nobody disembarked

from the moon

Parting clouds,

the moon peeps,

on the sly,

smiles at my discomfiture

Can't even curse you, O moon,

that you may be forever 

bedeviled by an eclipse, 

for my beloved is known

by thy name!

Poem: Nasscom Musings At The Marriots

Penned By B D Narayankar

From where you had taken a turn

that bend in the room 

is still lying there

My mind is 

still rooted there

with countless whirls

tied round my feet

You were steadfast -

I call you out,

And I had this hope

you would reach me out

Your name was on my lips

but my voice ... broken

How I wished

we could break the ice

and trudge through every day ... living

Strange Is The Life, Honey!

Penned By B D Narayankar

For the first time 
when I saw you 
at Bangalore Palace
some three years back
My heart,
clipped on its wings 
flew 
where the night was young 
on its dreamy thread

When I peeped into your (Beloved) eyes
I felt 
I got another chance to live life
but I hadn't thought 
these eyes of mine
would thirst 
after my own tears

You haven't been kind to me
O life,
each day you authored
something sweet, mostly sour
and whatever you decreed
I  lived it faithfully

I wish
you come and wipe the darkness
of my night,
Darling!

Show Me The Way, Honey!

Penned By B D Narayankar

I am at the crossroads
gazing at the roads

One is always complaining
it spreads its leg,
snores all day;
another wanders into a barren land;
one is tired
yet keeps on walking
on an endless journey

The one that goes through
the branches of solitude
is stale, silent
Yet another winds into
scalding wilderness

I am at the crossroads,
My Love,
gazing at numerous roads

One morning,
or my be one evening
you will come,
hold my hand
and point to me;
this is where we have to go

Tell me, Honey!

Poem: Wipro Musings On Diwali Day

Penned By B D Narayankar

Sitting pensive
in the office today
My mind mused 
over the Wipro ambiance -
that Diwali Day

The rains outside trickled down
making the universe wet;
leaving everything heavier, 
everything cooler

Looking at you
attired in Mogul breeches -
From the wet feelings 
in the heart
to the soaking wet
thoughts
Only the slow fragrant
fire of my breath
burnt,
keeping your heart warm
in contrast to the evening
gone cold outside

The Parting At The Marriots

Penned By Narayankar

The melting love

from

your seductive eyes

drips 

drop by drop on my heart.

As I wait for the final drop

to cool my searing desires off

I realise 

in a while from now

you would depart,

declaring 

the victory of the night

For, 

when the night comes

your memory

rakes my wounds up,

declaring the defeat of the day

I spent in your presence

Poem: Is Anything Worth Than Your Face, Honey

Penned By B D Narayankar

I collected the fragrance of the moon;

Scooped the scented stick;

Filled the ink of the night;

and crunched them 

in my pen to describe 

your beauty

If I can get your picture perfect

of your face,

I can go to sleep

in peace,

My Love

Poem: February Sighs

Penned By B D Narayankar

Cast these sighs away
for fatal pills live
in sighs like these;
one such sigh 
killed Marilyn Monroe

Breathe all your sighs
on my lips, 
My Love
I am immune to poison!

Poem: I Am At Home As Always, Honey!

Deeksha Seth

Penned By B D Narayankar

I spent the day
searching for you
in every corner of the city,
but with no success
Listless, sad
I wrapped the panting evening
with a sheet of darkness
and threw it away in the golden dust

I walked back to my house 
on the lonely street
The moment I entered my room
A pic of yours placed 
in between the pages 
of a book said 
with a smile: 
Where were you, darling?
Don't find me
here, there
I am at home
as always,
just flip and I am 
there for you

Note: Desperation stumped me to pen this piece - it had been eight months since IPL auction in Feb 2014 had seen her ....