Wish love was easy,
That it didn't twist the brains,
And wrench the heart.
Wish it had a road plan,
A map, a compass.
There is no better or best love,
Love can only be...

Dear moon,
Do me a favour,
Give a goodnight kiss,
And a sound sleep , with love.
For,
You reminded me,
That, the most beautiful things of life,
Happen,
When you are up in the sky....

There is a sparrow,
Sitting numb in a space
Of war.
No direction, no safety
It's smoke and darkness
And numb air of chaos.

There is water,
Blood red and dead,
There are trees too,
Beheaded and skinned.
It's shattered, all of it,
Bedtime stories and dreams,
Quilted,
Of soundness and warmth.

Sat up in bed one night,
Thoughts of what happened
Descended,
Reliving the episode
Was similar to going through it again.

"Will you tell anyone?"
Was the question.
Something quivered in,
A sense of fear and wrong,
Gripped.

Tears wet the pillow,
Painful screams were silenced,
The darkness numbed something,
The numbness stayed,
Forever......

I did get to you

Do I dance in your heart,
Bringing smiles to your eyes,
For eternity knows,
What love can do.

I dreamt of this,
A place where the sun and moon appeared,
The sea rolled and the clouds moved,
It was the early orange sky.

I channeled rivers,
Stitched up roads,
Called on clouds and the sky,
If the worlds were together,
I did get to u......

Political,
Body is political,
Sit properly,
Dress properly,
Laugh softly.

Political,
Becomes physical,
Alone is rape,
With someone is immoral,
Working and single is too straight forward.

Political,

Going away takes time,
The leaf has to bid farewell to the tree,
The clouds to the sky,
Where the curling cottons melt away,
When the sun appear.

Going away takes time,
It presses the many happy thought,
Smiles, laughs,
And then cries to let go,
Dear is close to the heart.

Going away.
Wish it was easy.

Let me not forget
The way we made love,
In silence and in absence,
Like the caressing winds and the pleasant trees.

Let me not forget,
The sweet breath and air,
As we crush into each other,
The essence of sandal fill the soul.

Let me not forget,
The tears of parting,
That pluck the heart,
Pain streams down to the core,
Shaking me,  reminding, Me is you.

Each time I tell you away,
A part of me die.
It's not you, I shun away,
It's the desire to hold on,
I kill.

The fear of being much loved,
The intensity of the heart break,
Would displace me from me.

Yet I realise,
There is no where to go,
This ship docks at your shore,
For the trees, flowers and sand,
There, is where I belong......❤️

They wither to fall,
Some to float, some to fly,
They sprout, pushing out,
Energy,
for the want of life.

Hands and legs,
Mould and grip together,
For ecstasy,
To fill, to sprout, to float,
To fall.

Touch me with words,
And sounds that make me shudder,
Emotions queue up to your tune,
What do you do, love differently?
That the swans in my pond,
Amongst lotuses and lillies,
Cease for you.

Intimate

Lush green grass,
I am you.
Wet and loved,
By the morning dew.

With no remorse,
They make love.
In open spaces and behind fences,
Silently, yet passionately.

A poem of love to Love

A poem of love to Love

She said, "there is a lot I love about him"
He snores,
she woke up hearing it ones,
She hugged him back to sleep.

He is playful,
Makes her smile a lot,
Laugh a lot more,
A good companion.

She says, "we smile with our eyes"
There is a fire in a kiss,
Passion in a touch,
And a lot more, when they have each other in their arms ,
sleeping.

Like

Love

Haha

Wow

Sad

Angry

With Love

Love,
Do you love the way I do.

In silence,
I hear the sweet sounds,
That escaped your lips.

The rise of your heart,
Like galloping unicorns,
That Put me to sleep.

Your fingers,
Clutched between mine,
Passing heat and warmth.

I wait,
For the early morning light,
To see the many colours of your skin.

Love,
Who with love, created you.

Woman and Proud

I am a proud woman,
I love myself,
I love my curve,
I love what I have created,
I take pride in them,

I have boy friends,
I have girl friends too,
But u can't judge me
Because of them,
Also, they are much better people,
Than me.

I am a very proud woman,
I love to love,
I love to laugh,
I sway my wand
And there is always magic.

A room of my Own

I am going away...
Going to close myself in a room....
Cut of the world of noises around me.

I am going to bag my emotions...
Into a beautiful bundle....
Put them away for a while.

A woman..
actually needs a room to write.

Its like the sarsens shift,
The little pleasures of knowing,
Your not alone anymore.
Three hearts beat simultaneously,
As though a song,
Of nature in synchronization.

A twitch in the brain,
Unsaid Tears well up,
They have no control.

A heavy heart, 
As though a fiend gripped it,
Grief is its name.

The sense of belonging,
Is fake, nothing can belong.
The earth one stands on,
Doesn't belong to thee.

The womb feels full,
No tossing or turning,
As the universe could switch completely.

The spin and the pelvis,
Exists no more,
They are platonic planes shifting. Pain.

The moon smiles at early 2 am,
Sleep has gone else where.
Closed eyes think where did we leave them,
But in vain.

A good old friend thought of me,
And send me a line.
A cheerful feeling pressed my heart,
And put a smile on my lips.

Thank u friend,
Or what should I call u.
Don't vanish, just be around.

Breath.
She suckled and stopped
Suckled again and stopped.
And smiled.

Kicked her small feet in the air,
Stopped
Again kicked her feet.
And smiled at eternity

Dark
Average
Fat.

It's a challenge to fit in,
Even into clothes.

Reduce your tummy,
Even if it held three.

Stretch marks are like zebra patterns,
Yet the need for clear beautiful skin and size near to zero.

Women poor you,
Your sexuality is not yours to choose,
Neither your body.

We believe,
But it's not worth a grain of rice.
We close our eyes wishing,
But truth is inevitable.
When the heart breaks,
It has thousand sounds.
Can't be silenced.

It was as sharp as a double sided knife,
I swallowed it painfully,
It cut my heart from its place,
And it's vacuum now,
Empty

Yawn
12:00am
Silence
Darkness
Sleep

Yawn
Little arms around
Suckling
Sleep

Yawn
It's a twin tale
One on the lap
The other in the arms
Sleep

There is a small album,
Filled with memories.
Of papa and mummy,
And the only sibling.
Smiles of achievement and pride 
Rule their faces.

There is a small album
Filled with memories.
Of love and relationship
Of toddler me and my brother.

There is a small album
Filled with memories
Of cradle friends and fun
Future was never a concern then.

There is a small album
Filled with memories
Of friends, who never said goodbye,
And have forever gone.

A happy bird,
It flittered high towards the sky,
And dropped.

It flittered high again,
And dropped,
Playing with the wind.

It held its wings together,
And dropped,
whistling in joy.

I watched in endearment,
The bird in play

I crave to touch you,
With soft kisses and smiles,
And hold u there, where we meet,
With passion.

Everything about u is to be loved,
The steady pace of your feet,
to the soft curls of your hair,
The streets in my heart are empty, without seeing u.

No one has loved,
The way you have, and still
Like the sea in subtle silence
Love the stars.

The last Petal,
Of the beautiful flower, withered.
In silence.

Noise was that of letting go,
A soft ache of destiny,
It bent, fell it's head in sadness.

It looked down, proud
At its last petal
Life was lived beautifully
gracefully, and completely.

The birds, squirrels, rats
Make home
In trees and burrows.
Yet they don't belong.

They play,
With utmost happiness,
As the sun is bright
And the day is here.

A light feather,
In the air
Drifted, with ease
What does it own, where does it belong.

They were completely in love,
The sky and the earth,
The sky sent birds with love notes,
The earth made trees
Yet they could not reach out
To touch, to make love.

Darkness,
Lightening struck,
Thunder woke the sleeping earth.
It knew, love is arriving,
The world slept,
Birds, humans, and animals,
It rained, showers of love.
Earth and everything in between
Drenched.

The mirror,
Showed the other.
The heart broken one,
with silence.
The rebellious one,
Picked it up,
Saw the other in tears,
Brought it down
Thrashing it to a thousand pieces..
And peace.

Love the darkness,
That fills you to the brim.
It teaches u to be silent,
To realise, life in all it's wonders.
It cannot hate, 
It can't hurt anymore,
Darkness and it's perfection

Wish I could be,
whatever u touch everyday.

At least then,
I would know 
you think of me.

And you have me there,
In the dark corners of your heart,
As a thought
Of excitement and happiness.

Hands
that held yours,
Still has the warmth of love.
The lines in them,
Lead to you, wanting yours.

Tears well up,
Even the moon seems quiet,
The lull in the deepest sea
Seemed distant.
The heart listens to the mind,
Yet it makes no sense.

Those little eyes,
Looked with love and happiness,
She kissed her little palm,
and flew the kiss...

Those eyes had naughtiness,
Playing in them,
So did the smile,
Yet, she rested her head
Calmly against my chest

When the heart is vacant,

Empty,A fear grips your mind.Is this the end? 

Wondering.

Heart,
Break slowly,
Piece by piece.

Let it breath in pain,
And open it's walls,
To accept not to expect.

Wait,
The fingers refused to move,
So did thoughts.

Stuck at some dark zone,
Refusing to see beyond,
A whirl of blackness,
blankness.

Will it hurt less,
Asked the heart to the brain.

It was quiet, worried
It was going to hurt unbearably.

A sudden nerve pinch,
The heart felt breathless.

The pain rippled,
Eyes wanted to cry,
Tears refused to flow.

The brain looked for diversion,
But it was pointless.

The heart refused to see,
What the brain wanted it to see.

This was it... this is it...
heartbreak..

Today I touched a fallen tree,
up to its tallest truck. 
I felt life in it still,
It lay there, 
exposed and vulnerable.
I hugged it ... 
told its soul, 
"You are going to be absolutely fine"
" this is it, hold on ...
 you fought to survive for so long...
 your scar is here to stay... 
but the wound will heal... 
you will be stronger than yesterday".

Let me love you like the light breeze,
That make the flowers sway.
Let me have you like the roots,
Strong and steady in its pace.
Let me not demand a space or understanding,
To hold you, cherish you.
For inside the many silences,
that occupy my heart,
You and you alone stay. - 

I talk to the moon,
She tells me to dream on,
She tells me,"it's fine to be different",
Not all can understand ,
But then she whispers, "different is beautiful".

There is an unusual wind,
The smoky grey sky and night,
The heart thinks and the mind calculates, time.

This is parting,
Of hearts, and the vein hurts.
The smoky black blood moved,
Shutting out love....

The tree saw,
The last leaf, dry
And ready to fall.
Voices said, "hold on"
But that's mere voices.

The breezy wind touched,
The leaf quivered,
The last goodbyes whispered,
To its beloved,

It, let go.....🍃🍂

Filled up to the brim,
The heart has no demands no more,
A glass of wine,
Can't satisfy,
The ecstasy,
You give, love.

She was chopped,
Medicated,
Hydrated,
Roots checked,
And then lifted.

Soil to heal her wound,
Water to soothe her pain,
She was restored,
The big banyan tree.

Everyone deserves,
A chance, even if it's the nth..
A chance is hope,
Hope can make,
A tree bloom,
Then what else can it do for humanity.

Have you had that feeling of missing...?

Missing a word,
While writing.
Missing a thought,
While speaking.
Missing an ingredient,
While cooking.
Missing an opportunity,
While procrastinating.
Missing a paper,
When you badly want to pen some thought.
Missing a moment,
That would have changed your life...
Missing that split second,
Of a wonderful kiss, a hug.

Missing

She would ask,
Yet to get hurt.
This was the way, it would be.
Where would she put away,
All of her self,
In metal boxes,
Tightly shut
and behind strong lock and key.

She would climb out,
One day, searching.
And climb in, this time,
Never to return.
But the world, the one she looks at,
Has still too much to offer.
Of which, pain is inevitable.

But the box, the metal one,
Is still around.

There will be long silences,
For days, months and years.
Occasional talks, no meetings, 
no hugs, no handshakes.
Time will be lesser,
Life will get busier.
Love would become
A fond thought,
Lesser an emotion.
Here,
U should always know that,
you are always loved tremendously..

A circle held it all,
Moon and the sun,
Life and death.

Colours rush, where you touch,
An awaken back to life,
Wild flowers bloom,
In my sunset sky.
Aroma of brewed coffee,
Earthy smell after a soft drizzle.
Warmth of the kitchen stove,
Giggles and laughs and chitchats,
Warm hugs and ample love.

That poison gave me a frenzy
I laughed, spoke naughty
Kissed, argued.

Wild dreams 
Played colours in my eyes
I cuddled myself. Let the play go on

A nightbird 
Watched ,
passion burn out.
The hands that run down ,
Breasts and curves.
Rekindle want.
It watched,
The shadows sway.
In unison,
Dance that seek eternity.

Hold on to your dream,
Keep trying till you go breathless,
Take one step at a time,
You will get there........

The winds are strong,
More like storm,
Vision is blurred,
Path is out of sight.
When darkness seems to be strong,
And light is no where to be found,
The mere hope is darkness itself,
And instincts.
Will get there, to my destination,
Running direction less,
Walking path less,
Crawling tired less.
Light will soon appear.

Tear apart a book,
Look for words,
That would do the deed,
Of love,
Of heart break,
Of anger,
Of melodrama.

String them together,
With a magic wand,
And that did be,
The music,
Of my heart.
Of love,
Of heart break,
Of anger,
Of melodrama.....

You are memorised like a hymn,
You are thought of with devotion,
You are in the flowers, lamps and perfumes,
You are me,
I am you.

🍃Am I there,
In your heart,
In some space,
that puts a smile on your lips.

Do you think,
Of me fondly,
And does it bring a cool breeze
In your sunny day.

Because I have loved you,
With all that I have, and more,
Yet it seems to
Have not affected you at all.......🍂🖤