Mihir Kamat

Author: Mihir

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  • Never let go

    Fallen angels seldom walk the streets
    Not every day do knights stay at their feet?
    Until yesterday, I didn’t know your name
    But today’s the day where nothing feels the same

    Angel, where have you been all my life
    Seeing your face makes me walk in paradise
    So much prettier than the summer rose
    All I want now is to hold you close

    And never let go.
    Never let go…

    The sun is shining, as it never did before
    Brighter days and I right here want so much more
    Couldn’t stay away from your charming, careless gaze
    I’m walking into sleepless nights through endless days

    Angel, where have you been all my life
    Seeing your face makes me walk in paradise
    So much prettier than the summer rose
    All I want now is to hold you close

    And never let go.
    Never let go…

    Never let go oh oh oh
    Never let go.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Image courtesy desktopnexus.com

  • Diamonds

    Diamonds

    A golden circle;
    Studded brilliance holds
    Tiny, lone crystals

    Your melted heart speaks
    As light shimmers through many
    Broken window panes;

    Those glowing rocks just
    Scatter radiance beyond me
    Why those tears?

    Our breaths unite
    As the distance closes down
    To nothingness now

    And all I can see
    Your eyes speak like diamonds;
    Love is in the air.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Inspired by this week’s writing challenge.
    Photo courtesy of desktopnexus.com.

  • Breadcrumbs

    Breadcrumbs

    Silent graves seem left behind
    Where flowers sit on dusty berths
    Mere markers in the sands of time
    Trying to prove all their worth

    So quiet, the winds keep passing by
    Right from the early, break of dawn
    The hope that fills the heart alike
    May not see the first light of morn

    They once unleashed the dogs of war
    Many years ago, men died in pain
    The rivers they ran red with blood
    And crimson skies bled through the rain

    So much mistrust lay in their minds
    And hatred deep within the heart
    Maybe that’s why those towns are empty
    And broken bridges, blown apart?

    Who won the war? How do we know?
    How do you prove who was just?
    All it did was left behind
    Breadcrumbs fallen in the dust

    But maybe there’s a lesson here
    They may not have all died in vain
    For peace may just be a meager breadcrumb
    Until we learn to love again

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Inspired by this week’s writing challenge.
    Photo courtesy of judith.deviantart.com, modified by Mihir Kamat.

  • Stay

    Stay

    You whisper in my ears so softly
    And point towards my worthy foe
    A rustic clock hung on the far wall
    Telling me it’s time to go

    I sit up straight and keenly watch
    Your brilliant eyes look back at me
    So innocent and full of charm
    Your hand fits mine so perfectly

    My skin warms up to your icy breath
    As you tease me with your silken lips
    And lay a wet one back on mine
    While you brush my hair with your fingertips

    The connection breaks; I open my eyes
    To look back deep into yours
    As I feel the bittersweet aftertaste of honey
    So much, I can’t have enough of it

    Some moments pass in quiet wonder
    Of how beautiful you are to me
    I sense a bout of mild trepidation
    Taking over temporarily

    As our fingers separate oh so slowly
    I see you turn and walk away
    And even though you have to go
    My heart only wants you to stay.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Image courtesy of Google.

  • Let’s light up that smile!

    Let’s light up that smile!

    In the spirit of the festival of lights, here’s a happy song to keep the cheer going. Happy Diwali everyone!

    Let’s open up our eyes to see
    Hum along a melody
    And light up, that face of yours

    Let’s grab a friend and share a beat
    With open arms and meaty treats
    And brighten, your day because

    Life’s much more than simply watching days go by
    Spreading joys and making everything worth while

    So let’s light up, that smile.
    Lets light up, your smile.

    Hanging clouds won’t disappear
    Let’s stand up and go face our fears
    Enliven, the atmosphere

    Keep your fingers right in tow
    And let go of your worries now
    No fighting, today come on!

    Life’s much more than simply watching days go by
    Spreading joys and making everything worth while

    So let’s light up, that smile.
    Let’s light up, your smile.

    Let’s light up… That smile.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

  • Drunk

    I hold a glass, half-empty
    With a heart half full –
    A match made in heaven.

    I sink my first one;
    It burns over melting ice
    Sparking my tongue tip
    Leaving a halo of bitter sweetness

    Adventurous; I pick up another
    Guzzle it down like water
    Attempt to drown emotion
    In an alcoholic flood
    Giving it time to let me feel
    Light headed, open-minded
    Like I need a hug

    I try another one, slowly this time
    As I drink with my eyes first
    Then my mouth; enjoying the moment,
    Savoring the taste,
    Being one with its smooth body
    As the liquid caresses my throat
    Filling my heart with inner peace.

    Like everything in the world
    That looks so much more beautiful
    Through my intoxicated eyes
    As rules go out the window.

    Okay, maybe all but one –
    No spilling!

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat
  • Lost words

    Lost words

    I wrote of love all this time
    Never knowing what it stood for
    Or what it meant to someone else

    Those words were flowery
    Buttery, slippery
    Rising with every tender breath
    And falling as the sun goes down

    I wrote of beauty, magnanimity
    Of holding hands and second chances
    And eyes that did most of the talking
    Intoxicated from a simple glance;
    Inebriated without touching a bottle

    Yet today I search for lost words;
    The silence screams at me
    As the paper talks; implores me once more
    To paint a fresco comprising myriad colors

    But all I see is a blank canvas
    Staring back at me, while
    I think of love and the days gone by
    Just left behind
    To my poetic misery.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Featured image courtesy of Wikimedia commons.

  • Wrinkles

    Wrinkles

    Her quiet eyes still look on
    Validation all they seek
    Autumn’s gone; tomorrow beholds
    More frigid, morose, wintry days

    Those wizened hands are outstretched wide
    Revealing tales of days gone by
    Pausing; waiting for a moment
    Craving blissful sanctity

    Her face is crinkled; yet so elegant
    And may be fifty years ago
    A single wrinkle flashed her face
    Smile adept at melting stone

    But now the wrinkles pile on up
    Adorn her aging, graceful visage
    Each facial line an honest reminder
    That outer beauty is always short-lived;

    Her eyes, though, tell a different story
    Speak volumes of inner allure
    And wrinkles add to the shrouded charm
    So wondrous, pleasing to the eyes.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Inspired by today’s prompt – Eye of the Beholder.
    Image courtesy of Google.

  • Tango

    Tango

    The music plays on in the background
    So gentle and serene, yet captivating
    Both feet already catching the bug
    Sway to the tune
    Like a snake charmed by a haunting cadence.

    Playful eyes tiptoe into the moonlight
    Trying to catch another set
    And arrest their attention.
    The gaze wanders across the room
    And rests until it finds
    Another set of feet moving,
    Dilly dallying alongside the beat.

    The eyes like what they see,
    Inspecting their owner.

    Our gazes collide, delicately
    As you shy away, but there’s no going back
    For us both feel the connection
    That the rhythm imposes on us

    We try to pull out all the stops
    And give in to this urge,
    As we hold each others hand
    A sea of humanity watches in delight
    While our bodies sway to musical finality.

    After all,
    It takes two to tango.

    © 2013 Mihir Kamat

    Image courtesy desktopnexus.com.