in the trillion cells across your body

you define and forge what I am,

in your thoughts, in your heart

like a ghost taking shape-

And how do I define you

my gone dreams butterfly,

spreading wings far

for you cannot be a cocoon again

once you learned to fly.

You are a voice, a gate

to all the wishes that men

quietly throw to the wind,

you are the words

I wished to scribbled within

to keep locked inside

warming my coldest winter-

You are mine,

alone I can hold you forever

in my skin, where you hide

to become but a dream,

only I can define-


“I heard the breeze whisper your name to the trees. And the flowers giggled smiling at the leaves. I and my loneliness keep talking about you.”

― Avijeet Das






I will hide your love

like a buried treasure

deep in the sand

by the lonely shore

where I waited once-

I will keep it safe

closer to the waves

and I’ll draw a map

scribbled on my heart

so I won’t forget

how it was before,

I will hide your love

by the lonely shore-


“What we spend, we lose. What we keep will be left for others. What we give away will be ours forever.” ― David McGee





I tried capturing the essence of who you are

your passion and your longing

trashing wildly in my loving hands

not enough to hold you, belonging

to another one that held you for so long-

And free you became in a wild flutter

of wishes waking up underneath

your hidden wants,

but life is so that when we find

where we belong,

where all the wishes underneath

the constant longing

will go to rest,

it is too late for time does pass

too fast to wait, too quick to hold,

that essence of who you are,

where I belong-


“I don’t even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere.”

― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower






I can’t give of this love that it wastes

deep inside in my chest

tightness pulling apart by this ache

ripping wants, shredded pieces of me.

Place your hand and feel a lake

in the roar of a current running free

through the rivers of lust,

kiss my lips if you must

and you’ll taste all these dreams

with this love that it wastes

in the space in my chest-


“A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved.”

― Kurt Vonnegut

Seasons of a Heart


Seasons of a Heart


If love was the reasons

it does no matter the seasons

residing inside my heart-

Sometimes flowers would adorn

every crevice and every niche

I left openly bared

for a spring of new affairs

where hope could then again borne ,

while autumn with a sudden switch

brings a wind of despairs

washed away in summer waves,

confusing thoughts to impart

a sadness into a winter

freezing my will to go on,

but I know my heart behaves

differently through my seasons

with spring drawing so near

and hope to reappear,

it does not matter the seasons

residing inside my heart-


“The heart has its reasons which reason knows not.”

― Blaise Pascal

A Need


A Need


This need ingrained so deep inside

this flesh that strives, and it goes on

the burning desperation

for things when gone

will leave a sense,  a subtle agitation

of blood that rushes fast

through skin that lacks a touch,

and I can say this much

about a need

ingrained so deep inside

and strives… and strives-


“We hunger in earnest for that which we cannot consume.”

― Nenia Campbell, Black Beast

Wishful Star

Wishful Star


High above the clouds

you are my wishful star

where my wishes wait

like a winter seed

begging for your spring-

Could I wish for more

than the words you unravel

on my thirsty tongue?

For you I will travel

to that secret place

where gone wishes are

and would gather some

in your heart to pour

so I could wish for more

than a wishful star-


“Wishing, like sipping a glass of punch, or pulling aside a bearskin rug in order to access a hidden trapdoor in the floor, is merely a quiet way to spend one’s time before the candles are extinguished on one’s birthday cake.”

― Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid