You're There, Yet Not There

you're there and yet not there, 

like the moon of the amavasya sky,

but the high tides of the seas,

true to their spirit, always give it away 

you're there and yet never there, 

like dreams, that blossomed under the moon's stare,

but between the made-up stories and the real memories,

the drama always give it away

you're there, and yet never there, 

like eons back, when lives got fused from afar,

until after years and light years, when the beans were spilled,

god's script gave it all away

you're there, yet never there, 

like the fleeting faith - upon the tsunamis' scare,

but the scars that gape, when faith and trust were slayed,

always gave it away!

© sashikant mohanty

The Dreams That Shouldn't Have Been

 

the mountains look complete with the streams,

but the streams are destined only to flow over them,

not to belong, not to merge with them,

other than when their fates are frozen, 

simply to make believe they are one

they tug at my heart, as if missing, 

and they draw me towards them stronger than ever,

especially when a song dances through the snow-clad clippings,

but have you known a mountain, you'd go to, and enjoy alone?

there's none, i'm missing today, as if it's a vacuum, 

i'm sure, i'm not missed today, 

or was ever, as if i didn't exist, just like a stone,

but the mountain song from the eons back

made a chill rise through my spine, 

and rekindled a dream again, that shouldn't have been mine 

you could be a rock for some, or maybe a someone,

you might have been the mountain to a stream,

but never let hope weave a pipe dream -

for the stream, you're not their rock, or their mountains,

you're just a stone, to stride over and leave stains!

© sashikant mohanty