There is a constant struggle of choice,
a dark abyss of confusion lay beneath.
The muddled words stay untold,
the mind whine.

Am I frigid,
an unromantic.
who cannot spring to life,
with your mere touch, am i dead?

The warmth of fresh brewed coffee,
a delirium of the fine poison.
Sets in, and i sense your presense,
and smell, wild being.

The birds chirped nonstop,
in my backyard.
They were caged,
and yet one little one felt unsafe.

It fell off its nest,
and couldn't fly.
Helpless, it became the scorn,
of others eye.

I picked it up,
held it close to my bosom.
I felt its little heart, rapid.Poor soul.

My father,
picked it off my hand.
And snapped at me,
"stop crying".
It has to go, that's what life is.

And into the garbage it went,
in the corner of our kitchen.

Memories, a shadow of life.
they follow the mind.
what the fingers ones touched,
and the tongue ones tasted.

An image of you the mind drew,
measured and warm.
I pinch myself awake ,
the warmth linger on.

The foot prints on the sea shore,
vanish, yet the imprint stays on.
I close my eyes, the memories appear,
like a new song.

I looked at the sky,
wished I could fly.
but my wings broke,
its feathers dropped.

the wings were mine,
but some stranger chose to break it.
the pain was unbearable,
so was the silent moan.

i sit in my cage everyday,
looking at the sky.
its beauty tempting me to fly,
but I succumb to the ones sensed pain.

I break my beak against the cage,
tired of the lockup.
No food, no water
can satisfy this hunger and drought.

The eyes made love,
to wild colours, and the wild you.

it fell in love with the rain,
the way you danced,
drenched, we locked ourselves together.

where the two arms aren't enough,
neither the locked legs.
the eyes dig deeper into the soul.

There are many instruments,
playing in my heart this very moment.
I smile looking at nothing and beyond.

Dreamy images playing in front of my eyes,
and a shiver of excitement running down my spine.

There amongst the hustle stood,
the reason, for my smile.
I wished the moment to pause,
where I held him in my arms.

I yearned to hold his hands,
Fingers locked in each other.
Close the gaps between us,
that seemed to part us away.

I had to hold my emotions in me,
The fear of being caught by you.
Yet the happiness could not be contained,
so painfully, I forced my eyes away.

It rained day and night,
thunder and cold.
The tangled body worked up a fire,
emulating all.

The cold rain stood witness,
of the swarming fish in my pond.
as sweat broke from my temple.

A kiss on the naked neck and shoulder,
I cuddled into the bubble of uncertainty.

There are many instruments,
playing in my heart this very moment.
I smile looking at nothing and beyond.

Dreamy images playing in front of my eyes,
and a shiver of excitement running down my spine.

There among st the hustle stood,
the reason, for my smile.
I wished the moment to pause,
where I held him in my arms.

I yearned to hold his hands,
Fingers locked in each other.
Close the gaps between us,
that seemed to part us away.

I had to hold my emotions in me,
The fear of being caught by you.
Yet the happiness could not be contained,
so painfully, I forced my eyes away.

Two Hearts

Can a person own two hearts?
That beat at simultaneous moments.
I think of rain, the hand that caressed my cheeks.

The early morning desire,
Consumed the very soul, to touch
To know, what lies beneath that warm skin.

I could kiss my hands,
That touched his forehead and brow.
And kiss those lips that kissed mine.

The brewed tea, wakes up the senses
Of smiles, laughs and unsaid desires.
Only the eyes disclose.

Distance

There is a whirl wind in my mind,
the heart could stop any moment.
the thought of the increasing distance
between you and me, is suffocating.

I cannot stop you, I have no right.
its your journey, and who am I.
I fear sometimes, if I cross the line,
I have to let you be.

I laugh, I talk, but somewhere,
I don't bloody know why,
somewhere the heart weeps.
of the increasing distance,
between you and me.

I tried to be assertive,
I was slapped across my face.
Tears of hurt flowing down my cheek,
I understood, I cannot say what’s on my mind.

I measure my words,
Think twice before I speak.
Cautious of not hurting with a remark, so I became good,
Good in the eyes of people.

Weary of this act, now I rebel
Rebel with all my might.
I see the pain in your eyes, love. Yes I do.
All I can say is, stand by me in this fight.

RED

I took out a paper,
Drew a picture of my desire
as i drew, all colours flew in,
bringing it to life.

It pounded on the paper,
at the sight of you.
and painted the entire paper red.
and my hands too.

It had to dry,
the wet paint, had to dry.
I kept it out in the sun,
the colour red went deep into the soil.

There a plant stood,
drinking the red colour.
it is not impure, love.
look, a flower bloomed in that lovely colour.

Lost Friend

I thought of a long lost friend,
I miss him everyday
Especially today, the day we last met.

We were not pals
We were not soul-mates.
But we were one of a kind.

We walked the streets
Engulfed in our peculiar world
The streets gazed, not a voice heard.

There was a concern in his all-seeing eyes
A love of a kind, that, words could not define.
Friends for life, that was us.

I miss him everyday
Especially today
It’s the day that we last met.

And never met again.