Moved To Wordpress :)

Hello Friends!

I have officially moved my blog to Wordpress!! I hope you will drop by at my new blog I, Me, Myself... Thanks a lot for the time and constant support here! Indebted to everyone of you! Thanks a lot :)

Love,

Sashu!

Who do I choose to be - Radha or Meera?

Who does the earth

Find me to be;

Sown inside the person

I am-

Chaste Meera or

His Radha?

The world sang of

Radha Kishen,

And I basked in the glory

Of the love

That never had any tint

Of a blemish

Visible.

But beneath the powdered

Dreams, I knew,

Radha bled.

Her soul belonged to him,

But wife-

She adorned another's

Title to herself.

Meera, most often

Was forgotten.

Her music spoke of

Love.

Viscous, it poured out

Leaving one

Hollow, deep.

Forever unrequitted,

Her love remained.

Like those empty words

Of mine,

You never tried to-

Let be.

Radha or Meera? I had to

Choose.

I wondered why,

And I wondered why not.

I could be Meera for

Him. But his Radha, I could

Never.

For, the choice

Never was mine.

It had already been made.

Always been made

...love bites

What is it in love

That can neither let be,

Nor let go?

Why is it that my tears

Never fail to lather

At your feet

And yet, the ache

Mellows with a word

Or a touch, faint.

In the moment after the next,

The smile breaks

And the heart rests

In a placid silence.

Yet, I know,

The ache would resurface

Painting itself a new hue.

And even in the joy

Of the night's passion,

Or the warmth of the embrace

Of your repentance,

It longs for the pain.

My masochist soul

Longs to bleed, to thrive

Off your anger, your hate-

For without this pain,

My love is commonplace;

And I am just another somebody.

Or should I say,

Just another nobody?