Capsized

You always begin to happen
as a lump in my throat,
A sense of wanting to 
feel good and to reject
all those that made this dream
true.
Today,
Standing as I always did, at
the shore of your home,
I finally sank
where there was no water.

Crematorium

It's not anywhere else
It's just here in this place
where I loved you and
hated you, that I am
alive.
All other places are dead
but for this battleground
where we loved
and where the dead body of
our love still awaits
its last rites!

Resumption

Last night I did the impossible.
I resumed a dream,
came back to it and joined
where I left it.
We both were in it and when
I woke up half way,
and cursed as you left
just like in the waking world,
once again leaving me wondering
where did I go wrong.
With the passion of a storm
and the geometric patience of a hunting
lion, I sat up long enough to
fall asleep once again with your thoughts
and soon enough,
I started dreaming of our
togetherness,
starting exactly from the point of despair,
till morning when I woke up happy.
Thus,
although you disappear during
brightness of the day
just as a star would do,
you remain shining in my dreams
where, with millions of other
star gazers, I dream that
you are completely mine.