Found you

Yes, I think I found you.

But alas!

You are still searching

for yourself.

Missing

Missing you has become 

like breathing.

It's that natural and essential.

Also because that's all I'm 

left with.

Can't say

Can't say I haven't seen you.

For I saw you just yesterday

In the stolen glances and flushed smiles of 

Two kids in my lane.

Or when I heard you in a few chords 

That drifted in with the rain, one afternoon

Through my window.

Or when I felt you in the flowing steps of some unknown dancers.

Or when I found you in the words of strangers

Who have lost their hearts, broken or given away.

Or in their joy when they got it back again

Whole and healthy.

I saw you in tears of shared laughter 

Brimming with love.

In shy, half smiles and smirky giggles.

And that time when I saw you in a clear night sky,

Fireworks danced with shy stars.

I saw you even in lightning.

In sudden storms and roaring waves.

In falling cherry blossoms and rustling green canopies.

And in the universe that houses in this head.

But alas! 

Can't say I have met you either.

Cherry

"Why are you so fragile, mon cherie!"
So said he, after breaking me.

Musings of a rainy day

What is this need to be tethered but free?
Is it selfish, unrealistic or tad narcissistic?
Or just how love actually should be.

Journey

and so they shook hands 
and wished they would meet again---
Chatty travellers.

Cherry Blossom

I saw you on a cherry blossom day.
You were just as radiant as fragile.
And just like that you vanished.
Were you magic?
Or just a fleeting wish
Of my springing heart.