Interdependency

Very few people understand
Love--a component of positive emotion
can depend on multiple persons at a time.
So, Love can't exist independently
It is interdependent. 
And, for people like us
who are minorities
in the broad spectrum of sexual orientations
----For them
Love is more of a mental exercise
than a physical one.

Lucknow, India

Thunderstorm

Whenever she thinks of the evening,
the evening --when she became a thunderstorm
and showered all her anger on him
smiles appear on her face.
Those moments always remind her their depth of love.
As he tolerated the thunderstorm
and as it gave her a chance to say "sorry" million times
The evening is very special to her.

Lucknow, India 

Let's hit the dance floor

Oh boy Oh boy!
She felt to hit the dance floor
Oh boy Oh boy
She came in red shirt!
Yeah, Oh yeah
She came in red shirt
Oh boy Oh boy!
Do you remember
her red and plaid shirt?
Oh boy Oh boy
Do you remember
your lady in red?
Yeah, Oh Yeah
She felt to hit the dance floor.

Lucknow, India

White Flag

Messenger read the morning message.
Even though she sank in the deepest water
And it felt somebody choked her
Messenger understood
the words are not written by him.

Her bluish boy
could have blamed her long back
and she, the lady, who showered her love & affection
whose eyes she vividly remembers
along with the changing color of her face...
And her smile during the monsoon rain
when they both got stuck on the road
could have done the same long long back...
So, the messenger still waves
her white flag--the symbol of peace and love.

Lucknow, India

Jimi

Remembering old days
How far I have come!
From those paddy fields
Where I used to hide
And Jimi--my companion
used to play around me.
His eyes were bright
Jimi--my childhood friend
wagged his tail
and rolled over the ground
Before his death
He came to meet me at my house.

Lucknow, India 

Storm always passes

Dear little bird,
Trust me! the storm always passes.

Though I am not a storm in your life
Nor you in mine;
And if you think me as a storm
or a dark cloud engulfing everything
Then it will be a great insult to my loving soul.

I do not know what happened
that you had to expose me
in this little place
where people wouldn't understand us.

Even though thousand questions
come on the surface
I only trust you and our emotions.
If you have exposed me
there should be some grave reason.
So, my little bird
Nothing I can do except to trust
and have faith on you.

Lucknow, India

On the way to Charminar

My bluish boy
It's true
that for some moments my heart trembled;
I lost my stability and I sank.
When I found you among others
I asked myself "why today?
Why? When I am not there even to see."
Inside the car--
My companion was saying something...
I couldn't pay attention.
My companion---we met first time
but it didn't take long to bond.

When I got myself back
My bluish boy
I understood "why."

My bluish boy
do not sulk
do not brood
For you, I will write as much as I can.
Though certain times
it takes heavy toll.

My bluish boy
we do not know future
we do not have any control
we can only hope...
My bluish boy
as you painted the sky with
love and emotion
My trip to Charminar
transformed into a rainbow.

Lucknow, India