letter 3- To Happiness

Happiness!
I have watched you sleeping
your breath floating
with the rhythm of your dreams.

Somewhere around you are stories
guarded by wizards,
dragons and time machines
The first story you read to me
was of a Chinese magician in an Indian book

Somewhere around you kittens play
and a betel nut rolls
They attack old strings,
large shoes and the flying curtains
It is said cats know where secrets are kept.

From somewhere around you I watch.
your fingers sometimes twitch
sometimes silence wakes you
the noise of my fears, of a blind heart
the fear of going blind!

Frame

The pictures

that you took last winter

and the years before,

I left my

fingerprints on them,

All this while

did you happen to notice?

that i haven't rubbed them off!

There were some pictures

that I stole

from your neighbours,

some I stole from stories,

In all

you searched for me.

Still

there are others

that you put on your walls

many swaying under weight

Of them

some I had played with once.

In this

museum of memories

I have often mixed my pictures

and left them alone to speak

Only that, they

never heard from you.

Letter 2

Dear dream

still everyday

i kiss your eyes

then the corner of your lips

and talk to you of my shades.

I come to you like salt

with lust

and find you in blurred colours.

I come to you like silver

with truth

that pierced my skin as well.

I come to you as milk

innocently trying

to find a heartbeat in your core.

I come to you as moon

naked with my flaws

to be perfect in you.

I come to you as satin

just plain

choking million breaths

Dear dream

I come to you in a white shirt

wrinkled

and several sizes large.

Put me to sleep, now I am only white.