Drunk

Deep kohled eyes, cherry red lips,
her heavy head crowned by a feather light satin hat,
She graced her way through a gazing crowd.
Tinkling of tiny wine goblets and the pour of golden whisky into glasses svelte,
unswerved she seemed by the alluring glaze of sinking intoxication.
Rythms of her stilletos patterned the floor
As the guitar wooed her with its glory.
Drunk was she in her own ecstasy
Of a love unknown,
Like a mystery uncared about being unravelled.
The winding ways of fake warmth that burnt many hearts
Seemed shining bright peering at handsome faces
Laughed she like a roar from heaven
Her intoxication that spread like Aladdin's magic carpet
Only fools could see the fun to hop on
And they did so and flew away.
Soon drunk were they too, not of wine,
But of magic..
that is just one of her kind.

What do I write?

I have this queer race of thoughts stumbling upon each other in my crammed head. As though it wasn't enough, the damn heart looks up with dewy eyes and the worked out head is like " what the hell does that mean? "Oh, you would never know", she sighed. One of the racers poked me to pay attention to the finishing line. But you know my thumping friend could get heavier and if I don't pay heed, my grave will be a nice air-conditioned medical room.
It seemed like an endless marathon and for a while I passed on my whistle to my kind companion. Willingly she took over as I slept in delight like melting chocolate in a crazy kid's mouth after winning a great fight.
Little did I know of the carcass I had to witness with magnified eyes after I woke up with a long yawn. The racers were crawling, creeping, screeching,  hooting and it was like I was amidst a carnival with even the traffic police joining the game. I gave one i- will- eat- you-up kind of stare at my damn companion and all she did was flicker her innocence and there I shrank like a flat balloon.
Well, I sighed and sat. There she rose and when I looked up, it was as if I was with wings on wonderland. I turned around to look at her. It was her wink and then the same blink that always makes me say, " now what?"
So, what do I write? Any idea?

Muted

I lie in front of you like a piano
waiting for you to play.
In a crowded room, there are a hundred reasons for you to sway
Svelte and sassy, there are many
I serenely look at all in gay.
Heavenly sounds of warm honeyed throats intoxicate
My humble notes looking to be lifted
As I shine quietly in a corner like someone gifted.
Magic I am if magic you want
Touch me with your heart and smile if you can't.
But never can I make you sit by my side
Only if you place your fingers on me
Will you know what I am made to be
Little do you know that in me you will see
The lamp of your heart
that will never depart.
Unmute me to listen to your symphony
Far away from all the noisy cacophony.

Radiance

The raiment of a thousand lamps
that drapes the street on a dark night.
The dash of a little gold on a canvas grey
The gentle dive of the raging sunray into the ocean deep
The quick snapshots of faces with hope
as the moon captures when you walk amidst towering trees.
The aura of sweeping fire flies in a dark valley
The image of happiness on a loved one's eyes
The warmth of a kiss on a glistening tear
The shine of sweat on a medal adorned winner
The blush of the beautiful at the thump of her happy heart beat
And the gleam of your smile as you screen this
Radiance it is. Radiance you are...