luxury

there's too much work today 

hold back for now 

you can't afford to break 

not today 

maybe you'll feel rich tomorrow 

because the luxury of time 

will be on your side 

and you will allow yourself

to say 

i'm so tired

liberation

aren't we all 

a bit like caged beasts 

confined by closed spaces

but equally lost in the endless vastness

bound by 

all that we know

and dwarfed by the 

things we don't

who knows what 

what true freedom is

or liberation  

if it exists at all 

it must be in finding a purpose

all consuming

a something that keeps you alive 

chase

if the thrill of the chase
is better than the catch 
then one has to keep running 

Distance

​I've seen the most beautiful sunsets

from rooftops, trains and window seats

Streaks of blood that slowly soak up the sky

spreading into a gentle wash on a watercolour canvas

I've seen birds journey home in geometric patterns

Their cries filling the evening air

Mingled with the sounds of kids playing street cricket 

A strangely chaotic yet calming dusk

I've seen the sun lower itself below the city skyline

Disappearing bit by bit, through electricity wires 

Leaving an empty sky, save a kite here and there

And maybe an early moon

I've seen your eyes reflect my thoughts

And I want to share this little space, this slot of time, with you 

Maybe this sunset, maybe a million 

If only time were that generous

Stand with me on the terrace of this house

Watch the evening birds make their way home

Stay with me in this beautiful moment

Even as it disappears bit by bit

Into a something we will remember once in a while

In our own separate worlds 

As we watch, from rooftops, trains and window seats 

The sun melt away 

the distance between us  ​

breaking point

look at that cloud

heavier and heavier it gets

stealing a little bit 

from the sun, every day 

until it's completely blotched out

carry an umbrella around warily

you never know when 

it's going to burst

a cloudburst , they say 

you know when it's coming

there's an ocean within 

about to erupt 

giant drops fall noisily

one by one

at my feet

from my cheek 

perfect

so little I know of you
maybe that's why
you are so perfect

journey

i'd like to go 

on a nice long train ride

through the network of your brain 

navigate through 

criss-crossed thoughts

discover secrets,

surprises and grey areas

let me roar through

steep mountains, dark tunnels 

and fertile fields of red and gold 

and ease up 

at dimly-lit abandoned stations 

nobody else cares to stop at 

look, do you see 

that cat on the platform? 

curious eyes watch 

from underneath the magazine-cart 

the door's open, 

let me stand here

and watch the sky form 

long streaks of motion blur

slow down, you say 

and patterns start to emerge

as the engine pulls into a new place

in anticipation 

of conversations over

steaming hot cups of chai 

and the promise

of exploring

uncharted waters 

the signal reflects

the fiery setting sun

it's time to get off here.

privilege

a shiny new car

a new shirt from the mall 

see, want, buy -- things we don't need 

but would like to have

the lightness of easy spending 

the buoyancy of affordability 

does it really make up 

for the guilt of privilege

that rests heavy

unbudging