Edge

There is a bouncy ball

inside of me – bouncing

left, right, up and down –

it makes me edgy, dreamy

and twitchy – walking up

and down my living room,

talking incessantly – mostly

to myself, I reach a point

The point divides itself

into three or four paths –

I stop and look – unsure

which way is the right

way or if there is one;

if all is a matter of choice –

how to make it; a grand

old, huge tree next to me

sways with the wind –

it seems to speak to me,

whispers … rather, says words

in an unfamiliar language

and yet there is some thing

I understand in its message

- not fully though; I wait, sit

and listen – only when

I’d decipher, I’ll move on

Verse & photo: © Sanchita C 2014

Divine Intervention

Tears had dried up

I wasn’t mourning

for the love I cannot

accept, I stepped

near my window,

opened it – big, round,

smiling, kind eyes looked

up at me and said:

“hey, it is alright”;

Must be my personal

version of divine intervention

that saved the day

for me, brought me

a big, bright, sunny smile!

Equation

You know life is tough

when you try to change

an equation

and the equation refuses

to budge

you read some lines,

hear some words,

take a stroll,

you try to accept

but you cannot; and you are

not happy

    giving up, you neither

accept nor try to change

now you just smile

Photography and verse: Sanchita C 2014

The Shelter

It’s like a drug,

it’s definitely an addiction

what is it in you

that I loathe to come

closer to you but

hate being away for long?

is it love that makes me

sleepy, tires me in and out,

overwhelms me when I come away

but gives sweet dreams

and a glow on my face

when I am with you?

anything else is not enough

I simply want this – and only this –
day and night

Poetry and Photography: Sanchita C 2014

Us in this Universe

A fraction of the moon

- half-lit, half-dark; and a

bright star or may be a planet –

at a bit of distance in the

violet-ish dark sky; somewhat

like you and me: together

up there, close to each other

but still far; shining but

threatened by limitless black

emptiness; hanging on,

singing songs of hope and future,

scared of what might befall

both or one of us if the universe

decides to collapse or expand

Text and photo: Sanchita C 2013

Finally, I Hear

Finally, I heard you speak;

as if a thousand years

of silence filled with

endless moments of self doubt

and dilemma broke

I woke up this morning

with a discomfort in my body

but with immeasurable

waves of happiness-like

feeling within me; it seemed

nothing or no one can break

the spell: the words I heard

from you in a voice that

spoke with affection and trust,

which seemed to build a wall

around me, within which

I can only prosper

and grow unhindered

Text and Pictures: Sanchita C 2013

Unnamed

When you know how to be

happy with small, depthless things

and compare it with brooding

in endless heights,

you wonder which is more

important in the path to love

After searching for acceptance

when you know you have arrived

there is a fleeting feeling

known as happiness:

short-lived because

some other piece of

reflection will soon replace this

Your soul is still

hungry – it wants

that touch, spectacular

fulfilment of a dream

Once you had it all

but didn’t know,

you had to lose

to know you cannot

live only on a notion

Photo and text: Sanchita C 2013

Sunshine

Imagine you and I are sitting

under a clear blue sky,

a lone cloud sailing across

the horizon behind us striking us

with cool rays which mix with

sweetened breeze from the ocean

to create an ambience of tranquility

imagine I am humming a soft tune

and you holding my hand to caress

and reassure your presence now and forever

people passing by smiling at this picture

of tenderness and peace

but did this not happen already?

Is this what they call déjà vu?

Or is it one of my daydreams

I don't know what it is but it fills me

With a cool sunshine

Photo and text: Sanchita C 2013