Roots

(Dedicated to all the moms and dads abandoned in a nursing home)

We wandered far

To feed your hunger

We dug deeper

To quench your thirst

You were always looking up

Towards the shiny light

As if embarrassed,

by our mud stained faces

We watched you grow

One leaf at a time

We held you together

In every storm of your life

When we get old

Do not break us off

Let us die on your lap

Under the shade of love

The Fall

The cold and indifferent river,

ran deep under the bridge

The mild and confused heart,

stood with one leg over the railing.

a jump is like birth

to let go of the vantage point

to struggle with unfamiliar currents

to keep the head above water.

I put the other leg over the railing

No burning bushes in my river

Nor any lamb to sacrifice

I am on my own

If I swim against the currents,

Will I drown knowing that I tried?

If I let the currents take me,

Where will it deposit me?

A careless wind slapped my face

Jolting me from the sinking feeling

I took a deep breath,

and lurched

Agony & Ecstasy

If hope is like the rays of sun,

my mind is the turning earth.

One half embraces the light,

rest is buried in darkness.

If hope is a lovely forest,

my mind is a tree.

Leaves swinging with life,

roots dying under the mud.

If hope is a charming lover

I am in and out of favor

Enchanting with a smile

Discarding with a smirk

If hope is a flagpole,

my mind is half mast

Reluctant hands of fate

hold me in purgatory

Meera's Pain

(This poem is inspired by a sincere post from a fellow blogger)

A broken promise stings,

more than a mother’s curse.

Stony heart crippled my wings

Storming my life’s course

Unfed nerves did not fail

To spread the loss evenly

From my silent wail,

a twisted sound got away,

trying to form the words,

come back to me.. my dearest…

Numbness knows not to blame

May god bless you, dear one…

With health and prudence,

To not leave, any one else behind.

Cloud 9

I killed my love with a sigh of relief

Never to be its slave anymore

To defy the current of togetherness

To be alone in a room of ones own

Freedom from the clutches of intimacy

Landed me at the altar of solitude

Release from the demands of love

Freed my desires from captivity

Fading memories cannot hurt

I felt as light as a feather

Bouncing from place to place

I set my course to the unknown

Collapse

 

(Inspired by the Documentary 'Collapse' click the picture to launch trailer)

Oceans feed on land

Earth shudders often

Floods took our homes

People move here and there

Center was silent,

About the storm.

Sheep were scattered

Like ashes in a wind.

Chaos bared its teeth

Food, a calculation

Shelter, a shared nightmare

Water turned wine

Sins of our fathers

Paying a late visit

No, we reached here

The dividend of greed

Dear God...

(This poem was inspired by the movie 'Lourdes')

Why did you choose me?

To carry your light

Who spoke in my dream?

To fold my bed and walk

How do you shower your love?

Does it fall like the rain?

On the faithful and faithless alike

Drenching the rich and poor

Is it like lightning then?

Picking a random subject

A cripple like me

Never counted your blessings

I don’t live by your rules

Will I be damned?

What is a normal life?

If everyone is unique

Rainy Thoughts.....

 

Only offspring to the ocean and cloud

His smile is like a shiny white sword

Devotion of trees makes him so proud

Loyalty of rivers reveal, he is their lord

He sees every window's pain and joy

He never misses a date with a farmer

He gives soaked expressions to the coy

He sighs at the lovers getting warmer

As gentle as a white pony

And as wild as a dark horse

He roars with those who laugh

He weeps with those who mourn

He brings wonder with every visit

Leaves a colorful promise to come again.

A long way from home

For the marooned astronaut

Home is a small blue spot

A sailor who lost his compass

Will call the nearest land home

For the secluded prisoner

Home is the letter that will never arrive

The faces around the bonfire

Is home for the man away from his tribe

The thoughtful philosopher will say

Home is what he has not learned

For the meditating monk

Home is a promise called heaven

For lovers living apart

Home is where they last met

Home is different for everyone

A place where we are buried alive

Mercy Killing

If my pain is like a cave

I am buried deep inside

With nothing left to crave

Death was standing beside

They took my ring while I slept

The visitors looked at the floor

Nobody said bye when they left

No one cared to close the door

Paralyzed eye lids will not close

Staring at an indifferent world

I will die with my eyes open

I waited for them to pull the plug

The train I never caught

The journey is lauded as exotic

Existing route to happiness

A place most visited

I bought a ticket too

The faces I will meet

The food I will share

The laugh I will cause

The love I will spread

I packed in a hurry

On my way to station

I came across a robin’s nest

Fallen from comfort

I walked past the nest

A cry pierced my heart

I could not, I will not

I have a train to catch

I spotted the mother robin

A mannequin of helplessness,

hanging on to a branch

What a terrible nest you made?

I picked the nest up

Three blue eggs, not a scratch

I looked at the robin

You do know how to weave

I climbed the robin’s tree

She flew higher to a wide branch

And tapped it with her beak

I placed the nest there

I ran to the station

Waving the ticket at no one

I was 25 minutes late

The train had left

I will not see happy faces

The food will get cold

The laughter will not be heard

The love will not be seen

I sat down near a pillar

I thought about the three lives,

inside the blue shell

I smiled..

The Longing...

She came to a sudden halt

After running for answers

Staring at the moment’s fault

The rain drowned her whispers

I saw my fear in her eyes

The question lay in our midst

When a part of something dies

Nothing will justify the twist

Her eyes spoke not to leave

Her face a fracture of concern

Like martyrs to time’s weave

We fell apart never to return

Adventures in love we created

Became memories I dread to visit

Debris of a love knowingly defeated

Floats around which I can not resist

The living Lamp

I opened an unknown door

Darkness awaited me

I dared to venture far

Soon I lost my way

While I cursed my stupidity

A fire fly came flickering

In the glow of the living lamp

I felt for the source of power

I turned the lights on

A single ‘wow’ got away

A riot of colors

On every wall, every fabric

Blue ceiling is beyond reach

Fresh flowers in every pot

The walls are pulsating

With drawings that feel

I knelt there humbled

Holding the fire fly

Praising the moment

I opened the door

Rebirth

Every second I die..

To rise from the ashes of time

To look my past self in the eye

To say you are not worth a dime

The new me is superior

Rebirth is the key

The new me draws fresh air

And mocks the past me

Thus I atone my space

Every second, every day

To tread alone in this maze

To keep the darkness at bay

To persevere here

I live every moment

I tick every second

Rebirth is the key

Who knocked?

While counting my mounting sorrows,

someone knocked on my mind’s door

Is it my charming lover melancholy?

Is it my probing friend named hope?

I would love to invite melancholy,

and be lost in her soothing embrace

Yet I would like a glimpse of hope,

whom I haven’t seen in years

Like wisdom waiting in front of,

the sacrificial chamber of beauty

I stood there without knowing,

who is more welcome…

Wild Rose

For Some one who loves flowers...

Alone and cold stood the wild rose..

Bathed in the morning dew

So fortunate in your obscurity

Yet vulnerable in your beauty

Your radiance strikes at hatred

Every curve announces perfection

You know your smallness..

Yet proud in these dark woods

One glance is all it took

You are my wild rose..

You know nothing about love

But filled my heart with it

A girl Thing

She chases a butterfly like an elusive dream

All roses get her touch and kiss

In moments of joy she never muffles a scream

As a child she lives in a lovely bliss

In matters of heart she is not so sure

When love finds her she waves him away

She turns down desires which were so pure

Blindly believing she will be free every day

The wedding bell rings to strike a deal

To please her mate she plays along

She learns scars take time to heal

Never so confused as where she belong

She gets new pair of eyes as a mother

Years mock at her beauty as they pass

She feels being changed forever

Yet she yearns for that child she was

On my birthday...

On my birthday, I was betrayed,

By the womb, my first home

On my birthday, I was cut loose

From the cord of ultimate love

On my birthday, I lost the rhythm

Of a heart beat in sync with mine

On my birthday, I was abandoned

Forever to ask the question why

On my birthday, there was great pain

Of losing a part of oneself

On my birthday, I was forced to cry

To draw my first breath.