Eclipse

He lay there on my lap,
And turned a bit to catch the sun.
The RayBan propped on his head,
turned shades of blue and some red.

Eyes closed, he asked if I could say,
If the moon missed the sight of day.

I thought a while and said maybe not,
For she sees it all in another slot.
But when I think about it more,
I wonder how I can be sure.

So He said:

Its not the sights that she will miss,
Its the bright face,that is his.
Never stopping in their tracks,
No time to sit and relax.
Never has he sneaked a kiss,
Or come closer, than an eclipse.

I sat there frozen in my place,
A shocked glare on my face.

Those word, just couldn’t be his,
What’s happened,what had I missed?

This was not a man I knew,
My stare clearly asked,
“Who are you?”

He tossed his hair and threw a wink,
As his dreamy words began to sink.

The moon quickly kissed her sun,
Before he ducked to make a run.
I chased him down to the car,
My sun, my moon, my life, my star.

©krisheaven

Everytime

In every breath I take
Hides an unsaid longing
A concern for your well being
& the essence of our bonding

Every meal that I make
I cook with love and care
And wish I could feed you
With laughs and smiles to share

Every time it drizzles
Or the sky covers in grey
Memories dance around me
The things we did that day

Every time I take the wheel
Your voice reels in my head
Laughing at my driving skills
Turning all pink and red

Every smile that i wear
Starts & stops with you
We should spend more time together
So you can see them too

I miss your arms around me
Like when we licked through a cone of ice
I gave up sweets altogether
Now the sweet memories will suffice.

Picture Courtesy: apostrophe9

 ©Krisheaven

Dedication: to my everything :*

Tell me more

Tell me more about you
When did you first lie?
What is it you miss most?
What always makes you cry?

Tell me more about you
Are you a gracious host?
Do you like porridge for breakfast?
Or  ketchup with some toast?

Tell me more about you
Do snakes scare you stiff?
Is there anyone you ever wished,
You could throw off a cliff?

Did you ever stay up at night
Only to count the stars?
When did you start drinking?
And what gave you those scars?

Tell me more about you
What’s your most cherished dream?
Did you ever get it fulfilled?
What’s left for us to achieve?

What’s the promise that you broke,
And regretted it a second not?
What’s the promise that you still keep,
Like a soldier’s well tied knot? 

Tell me more about you
I wanna close the gaps of time
I wanna feel I’ve known you forever
Its a feeling most sublime.

 ©Krisheaven

Picture Courtesy: unknown

Dedication: To my dearest Angel 

 

Through a lense

They told me I had to smile
so I close my eyes to emulate
the most radiant smile I’d seen till date.

 
It was no surprise to what I’d see
as your face filled my reverie.
that curly hair, those steely eyes
Full of love and awed surprise

That wicked smile, those little teeth,
changing beard and dimple cheeks.

People stopped to stare and gaze
at the tired face that was suddenly ablaze

Picture Courtesy: leicavit
Dedication: To my dearest Angel

&©Krisheaven

Lullaby

Every night as I unwind,

& try ways to clear my mind,

my thoughts keep racing back to you,

& I wonder if you think them too.

 

I wonder when you lie in bed

do you think of something I once said?

Does a little prank that I did play,

make you smile in the middle of your day?

 

Do your eyes search, of their free will,

every crowd for signs of my lean build?

Does your heart jump and skip a beat,

every time your cell phone rings or tweets?

 

I wonder when you dress each day,

do you ever wish I’d cross your way?

 

The questions don’t cease to flow,

till into dreams they slowly go,

but your mind I’d surely love to know,

Coz you’re in me, from head to toe.

©Krisheaven

Dedication: To my everything, :*

He is

He’s the one who makes my morning

the one who makes my night

the one who keeps me twirling

in dreams between night & light

 

He’s the summer in my winters

The hue in autumn leaves

The joy in grey rain clouds

The spring that never leaves

 

He’s the rhythm in every music

the thought in every song

the ache in every word

& my prayer all day long.

 

He’s the pain in every teardrop

The pride in every feat

the sparkle in the dewdrops

And the reason my heart beats.

 

©krisheaven

picture courtesy: pinterest

Je t’aime

Met an Italian guy who’s been in love with this girl for the past 25 years, but never said anything. Today, she’s married to a man who’s become the Italian’s friend. She still does not know.

I met the lady and her husband too. She told me that she loved the Italian 25 years ago..and still does. She’s wondering if he ever felt the same way about her. They don’t talk about it. They’ve all just been neighbors all their lives. 

I asked her why she’s still with her husband if she loved the neighbor all along ? She smiled. These were her exact words. ” 25 years ago, I made a choice. I never knew if ***** loved me the way I loved him. I never said anything. Then I met my husband, who was well behaved and well off. Everyday since, I make a choice…every morning, I tell myself that I have to live with my choice. It’s not enough; but it will do. ”

Being me, I couldn’t help but ask, ” Do you regret what you did ? Do you regret what you’re doing ? to both of them ? ” She was surprised that I asked. She thought for a while and then replied, ” Yes. Every minute of every day. Don’t get me wrong, **** is a good husband; but….if I can go back in time and change things, I would change so much that it would be a different world altogether.”

I spoke to the Italian again. “You should tell her. She should know “I said, my eyes all wet and teary. He thought about it for a moment, then said ” If I say anything now, she’ll KNOW that she made a mistake. At the moment; she just THINKS she did. The pain of knowing will be too great to bear.The pain of thinking, well…it just pops in and out when you’re thinking real hard. Nothing a drink can’t cure. ”

I stood there, not knowing how, what ,when, why or where from I ended up in this story. Running into strangers and giving them a piece of our lives is easier said than done. But it happens…in little ways…in the most unexpected of places. Sharing lives and stories with the people we meet, is a bitter -sweet thing.

It’s been 2 years now. I have no clue where any of them are. But they are frequently in my thoughts.

©krisheaven

picture courtesy: sunaina patnaik

 

Women

I sat in the lobby

It’s a big day

wonder what’s happened

what’s the delay?

 

The staff have no answers

no news of traffic or storms

I keep checking my cellphone

hoping nothing’s wrong

 

I type him an email, and try making a call

It all seems so useless, If he hasn’t landed at all

 

Finally after hours of sweating it out

There’s comes my baby, all tired and worn out

 

I stand by his side, wondering if he’s okay

he confides there’s more trouble, coming our way

 

The rest of the talking, happens up in our room

as the staff swarm around us, with clattering of spoons

 

He’s stressed, tired and full of fatigue

I order a salad and a good lemon tea

 

He says he’s happy to be by my side

after delayed flights and a very bumpy ride

 

I sit there smiling, my head on his lap

there’s no better place, for a quick nap

 

women need little,just a word or a praise

and if that’s too strenuous,a very gentle gaze.

 

They’ll be glad and merry all day long,

so why don’t they do it,it doesn’t cost them a song!

©krisheaven

Inspiration: A result of being subjected to a sister’s hour long banter 😛

 

A Prayer & Blessing

As the sun climbs tomorrow

We’d have done another year

reached a new milestone

three years of love and cheer

 

As I step out of the picture

And look at us today

I can see past all the stricture

that we’ve come a long way

 

Love has kept us going

through the thick and thin of times

Love has also been growing

As our lives reach its primes

 

To mark this occasion

let’s gift ourselves a treat

where we cuddle with our puppies

and laugh at silly tweets

 

Let me take a minute to tell you

The blessing that you are

To my life and our future

That nothing can ever par.

©krisheaven

Dedication: To a down to earth and simple couple, my dearest Mr&Mrs.Sharma. Happy Anniversary. Love you lots. :*
This is written from your perspective Archie, so hope I managed to capture the emotion at least by a drop. May you both always stay enveloped in your little cocoon of love. Touchwood.

Price of Fame

As we race to make a living

I take a moment out

to stand back and reflect

on what we’re missing out.

 

As awards and mementos

line the bedroom wall

I realize that we haven’t

really used the room at all

 

I can’t recall the last time

we fought and pulled the sheets

Or dipped into some spices

at a chilled retreat

 

Fame and fortune blind us

as we struggle through the day

The bonds that tightly bind us

hope they shall not stray.

 

The joy of being together

sharing our sweet lives

can surely be kept stronger

with a little bit of strive.

 

Promotions and appraisals

Hikes and perks will flow

But without each other to enjoy them

Our faces will not glow.

©krisheaven

Dedication: To the couple who make time for it all, my dearest Mr& Mrs.Sharma. Stay strong. Love you lots. :*