Landfall!

The breaker crashes on the shore,
digs deep inside the surrendering sand
and sucks them into its own fold
bringing huge chunks of land
collapsing into a permanent ruin!

The breaker, with its sweeping embrace,
moves thus, to another part of the shore and
brings havoc with its maddening roar and
destruction, unheard so far
during its milder sunshine time.
The reflection of the moon
loses its shape and lays stretched
and contoured like a mark of
injury, on the fuming waves that
pushes the breakers forcefully from
shore to shore.

The breaker relentlessly works,
spraying its salt, sand and rain,
trying to undo what it did, ever since
it mated with the shore years ago,
in an unknown lane,
with an unknown face
and an unknown feeling.

Thus, even today,
as the sound of breakers keep you
and me awake through the nights,
nature keeps silently creating new lands,
building new lives and a new earth,
a new you, and a new me,
in unknown new shapes!

Ruby Rai, revisited....

I have written thousands of words and poured hundreds of my emotions in these pages to understand the real meaning and power of 'waiting'. I have now probably exhausted all my energy and my limited stock of vocabulary to glorify 'waiting'. Here is a song, which I find most appropriate to place here, which will serve as a reminder, that I will still be waiting:

Thanks to Rupankar who has done exceedingly well in rendering this song and thanks to You Tube for making it available!

Ruby Rai revisited....   

Unforgettable feel

Year goes
just as you went.
Year will also come,
just as you will come back
being you, or in some
other form.
Love will always find you
in anything, anywhere
wearing a mask not looking
like you, but in spirits
and feel, just like you.
Your touches
will unmistakably expose you
till you are unmasked once
again,
just like the last time in the
wilderness of the savannahs.  

Breathless love

She was like a dune of quick sand,
but due to torrential rains and floods, 
she was covered with 
moss and colorful algae
making her look peaceful
with extended arms,
welcoming travelers to step
on her.
But underneath, just like the death trap of
the quick sand, she hid a massive
one way journey to the graveyard
where hundreds of corpses are
still taking their deep breaths
in memory of their love.

Love and death in her
lived one in the other,
either as a breathless corpse, or
as a last breath,
still trying to escape!