Wrinkles

Fine lines

have formed

to etch crevices across

face of time

that savours memories

sweet and savoury

of lifetime

that was lived

stamped as mine!

Old Jotting on 21.3.91

Kayi chehre hain

maanvi jo jungle

mein jeete

zaroor zinda kehlaate

armaanon mein dhale

saje sanwre magar

ret se bhurbhure

ghar basate pyar se khokhle

niradhaar jo tike hain

aisi zameen par

jahan aksar -

waqt ke

bhayanak tufaan uthte hain.

Self aware

Clay in me

draws forth self

for fleshly desires

I lust, seek more

than need be.

Spirit from You

lightens the load

buoyant it rises

in me -

from depths and dark

I alight to see

in comprehension

wings spread,

to take of in flight

solely and only

to Thee.