]]> http://www.chaitanyasblog.com/works/a-walk-in-the-night/feed/ 0 http://www.chaitanyasblog.com/works/disappearing-act/ http://www.chaitanyasblog.com/works/disappearing-act/#comments Wed, 08 Feb 2012 11:42:01 +0000 Chaitanya Reddy http://www.chaitanyasblog.com/?p=2750

Kiss my heart
And my face
All of my soul
And my arched back

Leave back a bit of you
Your fragrance
And impressions
The moments we shared

Leave me a part
So I will remember
Till the end of it all
In fading memories
Through disappearing days

Leave me a part of you
So I can hold you
When you are so afar

I absolutely love that most homes in Goa are painted in all colours of the rainbow.

These architecturally beautiful homes  are a pleasure to see and would make the perfect backdrop for showcases in design magazines.

A favourite candy shop
And swimming classes
Their evenings were bliss
The two practically lived together

13th birthday had dawned
And they could swim in the oceans now
The mothers bought for them floral bikinis
And off they dived

Far into the ocean
Before they began their laps
To a staring point
Of boulders and weed

With wet chalk
The date was etched and signatures kissed
Thus began a swim
Till one disappeared

Washing her hair
She recalled
The horror of losing a friend
The police kept a record

The story died in the breezy town
Till a detective found
The signatures on the boulder
Was kissed only once
On the date that had begun to fade

The evil glint gave it away
There was no saving the little girl
For she had yet to perfect the lie

There was only one who swam that day
While the other
Send bubbles rolling up
As the weeds made her their own

When you don’t understand
And can escape
When the burden can be shared
To speak and be heard

Must be nice
Walking back to smiling faces
No judgement
And some hugs
Must be nice

Must be nice
Having time to think
And explore everything there is to do

Someone who pulls your leg
And teaches you the ways of the world
And another, just in-case
Must be nice

Must be nice
To walk into crashing waves
To be selfish just this once
Not much to think
Being loved no matter what

To read this and not understand
Must be nice
To not relate

Had I known
I would have taken you away
Many years ago
I would have taken you away
When you walked into my life

Catching the clues from the embrace
I just feel like this is gonna last
Till the end of time
The dance that drove the night away

Only yesterday
Was the January that got it all started
Do you remember ??
Unsure and threading cautious

Under the shining of the imperfect moon
Through the million years
The stealing of  hearts
Only yesterday
We were dancing the night away

The climb

Like a ritual, people on the beach always try and find locations with an unobstructed view of the setting sun - a gentle clamber to climb higher and move just little bit further ahead from everyone else.