frozen...

 'You and Me'

sometimes, when time ceases,

you look at the its hands,

hanging on a wall,

ticking away nothing,

but making you freeze,

still in some moments,

and now when the time is immovable.

I wonder...

what if you could hold my hand,

and try to feel the moment,

so long it will be,

so ceased time will be,

and who knows,

your touch might set me free,

free from being frozen here,

frozen in what I have for you,

my care and love, 

the one that has never ceased,

still when I look at the hanging hands of time,

I cannot see it ceased,

but when I close my eyes,

I see nothing but ceased time,

like I am still there,

where you left me,

counting the seconds,

living the hours,

and the time still is same,

perhaps, it is not time after all,

it can be called love,

or you may call it distance between our meeting,

whatever you wish,

I would name it that,

and you can try,

try real hard,

to feel what I have with me,

Its all ceased, still all running,

and constant is one thing,

you and me...

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a GAURU)

A poem for October 16th...a poem close to me

'The poem of my heart'

Of all the poems I own,

you are the one which is engraved in my heart,

I try to read what it says,

but it is not in me to decipher its depths,

as days pass by,

I realize that the words of the poem,

keep on writing it’s feel in my heart,

at night it hums utter sweetness,

at dawn it sings a prayer of love,

from the core of my heart...

And sometimes when I close my eyes,

I find myself alone,

in a corner of this world,

feeling lost in annoyance of unjust,

but the poem in my heart,

appears in front of my closed eyes,

I choose to keep the tacit air flow around,

as your gaze of love,

makes place for itself in my soul,

I feel nothing but peace making place in my soul,

And I am no more alone,

my eyes wet down,

letting go of pain inside,

knees feel utter weakness,

with a sheer sense of courage inside...

You embrace me all,

with you love and sight,

and I adore the beauty of the words,

as I try to understand 'the poem' in my heart,

I feel love and its multitude,

as i try to embrace you and your love,

as the days pass by,

I become a better being,

As your love increases,

And inside some unleashed being write your love for me,

and this life read to me, 'the poem of my heart.'

As you are ‘the poem’,

and my sweetheart...

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a Gauru)

In my faith and my love

When do we realize that we are not only ones who have names, but we are somewhat different from what we are called!?

When is right time to hang on to your desire for long enough to let others and self know that may be we are taking some risks, but we are on our own...trying to fetch our coveted dreams!?

When do we find time to try to break silence?...which is long enough to make you feel drifted-to-eternity

When do we speak worthy to add some meaning to the revered silence...the distance between two human beings...

So many questions hover my mind right now and I think it is not to mention those questions here...but the most important thing is to find answers of many unsaid questions like these. May be we have to wait to be somebody, wait for someday(it might be this day), just be calm till you find your mind and heart both willing to do it...

and when time comes, leave no stone unturned, leave no word unsaid and fetch every thing you wanted to be with you...whatever it be...your love, your dream job, anything...

(do share your views about what do you feel...waiting for you...)

Love and peace

Gaurav Saluja

(a.k.a GAURU)