Sunday, January 6, 2008

Sacrifice

We've picked out a date for us to wed,
We've picked out the perfect king-size bed.
He has chosen the rings for us to wear,
I've chosen the flowers for my hair.
Is it worth the sacrifice,
So we can wake up to each other's face
For every morning, every sunrise?

We've selected the most wonderful church,
After a sincere, elaborate, complete search.
I've taken great pains to choose the perfect gown,
So we're probably the best-looking couple in town.
Is it worth the sacrifice,
Both of us giving up our single status
For a commitment till one of us dies?

Now I'm walking with my father down the aisle,
Feeling the short distance seem like an entire mile.
The groom turns and looks at me - my darling Lyle,
And his face breaks into a radiant, glowing smile.
Oh, it isn't even a sacrifice,
Giving up loneliness, sadness and misery,
For a life full of joy and love for him and me.

Saturday, January 5, 2008

Sacrifice

He had stars in his eyes
He didnt see her sighs
He wanted to go to the war
Martyr to the country
Brought in his eyes, stars

Trepidated, duty torn
She tries to make him stay
All he mustered was a scorn
For his mother forlorn
Amidst the cheer of hoarding crowd
He walked away..

She knows he may never return
Feigning smile,As her heart yearns
Hiding fears and concern
There she boldly stands
Gaily Waving her hands

Rivers of blood does flow,In country woebegone
Some will rejoice, while others mourn
Innocence lost, will leave a mark
On him; the truth stark.
Beholden to war mongering sharks

months pass by, war never ends
But sooner or later they do send
His mortal remains
He died as a soldier brave
But would it give solace ?
For the lady by his grave

Not a single tear did she shed
For her son,the dead.
Posthumous they gave her the plaque
With words ostentatious and fake
To hold in his wake

Not a single tear did she shed
For the child she raised and fed
Tears of heart, frozen as ice
This was her sacrifice
For sins of her fellow beings,
she paid the price!

Friday, January 4, 2008

Vertigo

A black pool of nothingness,
Complete, boundless darkness.
The whirlpool swirls swiftly,
And sucks me in, deeply, slowly,
Tormenting me, frightening me.

I let out a cry of unadulterated fear,
But the sound doesn't reach anyone's ear.
I scream until my throat becomes sore,
But I know this isn't the end - there's more,
More of this torture, more of pain and gore.

Precariously shifting, dangerously swaying -
Just where is the ground beneath my feet going?
I search frantically for some hope, some light.
I panic, thinking of my situation, my scary plight.
I'm falling, I'm falling into the pitch black night.

As I slip away through the bottomless tunnel,
My confused and scattered thoughts I try to channel.
No hope anywhere - no one to hold me close,
Protect me from this torment, share my woes.
I may be lost forever in this black hole, there's nothing to lose!

My head is reeling, rapidly picking up pace.
With trembling hands, I try to cover my face.
Faster, faster, the world seems to shrink around me.
Where is sunlight? The sun is no longer to be seen!
Why am I the one to suffer? What could this be?

Consciousness comes flooding back, gushing into my head,
Bringing a physical ache so intense, I'm almost dead;
Bringing the memories of real life, reality, all afresh and anew;
I wince ever so slightly, for my worldly worries aren't few.
It's not just black surrounding me anymore, there are other hues!

I blink once, I blink twice. My vision gradually clears.
I wash my face with cold water, washing away my fears
Of death, of life, of everything fearful. A few helping hands
Have just steadied me. I'm back, from the nightmare-lands,
After rushing in and out through the black desert's sands

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Vertigo

Spinning round and round
Lost,Cannot be found
Embracing darkness
Comfort in its starkness
Unheeded vanity
Edge of insanity
Sojourn where delusions abound
Experiencing the caligo
Caught in a vertigo
Anchoraged to ground

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

The Struggle Within

I was moving so slowly,
So weak. Afraid of getting lost,
Afraid of dying. I made my way
Through life, just eating most
Of whatever came before me.

I wondered at the purpose
Of the birth and life of my ugly self,
Walking on a million legs, slowly.
Oh, why wasn't I the dolphin which delved
Into the ocean or the bird which cooed away?

When I saw all the holes I had made
On all the leaves, I thought desolately
I was just of no use. I'd shrunk into myself
In hopelessness and dismay, deliberately.
I was dying slowly within, wishing I wasn't me.

I cocooned myself in my misery,
Erecting a silky, but strong barrier
Between me and the world. I cried
In the dark, never having left sorrier
For being a useless, silly little worm.

I struggled inside my cozy cocoon;
Changes aren't always for the best,
And changes frightened me too much.
I couldn't think that everything was just a test
To my patience, hope and all other virtues.

The cocoon protected me from the world,
But it proved not useful against my inhibitions.
I put myself down, I wished I could die.
My life seemed to be a poor image, with distortions,
Many and varied. I blamed and pitied myself.

Too suddenly, the biggest change happened.
I was forced to lose my only protection, the cocoon.
I shut my eyes tight, fearing the world's scorn,
Afraid of facing the dangerous world so, so soon.
I was going to fall, deep down and disappear...

But I didn't. I opened my eyes, slowly, softly,
Scared to wish, afraid of hoping, believing.
I was flying! This must be just another dream!
I could fly, free, unafraid - oh, what a feeling!
I'd never felt that way before, never in my life.

I'm lonely no more! I'm ugly no more,
I'm not unwanted, unloved, unimportant -
Not ever. I could kiss the beautiful flowers,
I could hug the sky. I have all I could want!
I could even caress the people, and kiss the sun!

I have wished I was born as the dolphin.
But a dolphin couldn't fly, or hide behind the clouds!
I have wished I was created as a bird.
But birds couldn't sit on a flower daintily, or be proud
Of wings that were like God's own color palette!

I wonder at the purpose of my life no more.
All the misery, and the endless struggles within,
All the welling unhappiness - they seem meaningless
No more. All my sorrow, all the pain I'd been in
Had been only to make me the butterfly I'm today.

The Struggle Within

As the silver moon shines
The world bides time
Hidden rage bursts in seams
Bloodshot eyes in the darkness gleams
A battle of will,A desire to kill
The call of the nature
My life's bane!
Jostling on the edge
The man and the beast
Trying to resist
The animal that is me
I feel the scent,I am on prowl
I transform,I let out the howl
hunch back, furry, wild and free!
Regret I will, the beast I have been
The original sin
The purpetual struggle
The struggle within

The Sweetest Things

I saw the beautiful blue dress
In soft, silky, lovely georgette.
You wouldn't even begin to guess -
This isn't what I want from you.

Remember those beautiful days
When you pulled at my pigtails,
Laughed at me, made little faces
At me, and cried when I cried?

Remember the days when you
Stood up to Mom for my sake?
Remember those days when the two
Of us were like two peas in a pod?

Remember the days when you
Showed me off as you cute little sister?
Almost got into a broil with some guy who
Hit on me, and protected me from all harm?

Do you remember how we both
Stuck together through all odds?
Remember how much you loathed
My school excursions separating us?

I do not want the blue georgette dress.
I do not want your money, or your material gifts.
Though I accept them with a smile, I confess
They are not what I want from you.

I only want you, my loving brother,
I want to be close to you, your friend
Again, your "little sister". Just don't bother,
If you can't give me all these sweetest things.

Sweetest things!

First shower of rain
After a long drought
New shoot of foliage
After tempestous carnage

First flight of dove
Freedom atlast
First song of cuckoo
The glittering morning dew

Heaven of lovers kiss
After waiting abyss
Beauty of rising sun
After dark night is done

Sweetest things in life
for a short time caught
Sweetest things in life
With pain is fraught

The Black Knight

The black knight rides fast
On a shining black stallion,
His black cape flashing, dark,
His cloak sprinkled with diamonds.

He looks into the maiden's face,
So fair. His diamonds are for her,
Her best friends. He fights the demons
Of her dreams - her valiant protector.

When all the world is tired, asleep,
The knight stays awake, his dark eyes
Alert, watching. He's with her, for her,
Loving her, holding her, till sunrise.

Morning is nigh, the night draws
To a close. Before the sun lights,
The moon maiden elopes, with her love,
The brave, black knight of the night

The Black knight

Black mane, black coat
Darkness capote
Reaching for the stars

Galloping like a lightening
The rider of the storm
It is so frightening

This creature of wild
Cantering, so mild
Has me beguiled

Dangers dared
With hooves in the air
This wonderful steed

Beautiful, black as night
By the soldiers side all through the fight
Behold the horse, behold Black knight

Surprise

A surprise -
At sunrise,
We rise.
Orange sky;
Birds fly;
We sigh.
Roaring sea,
Foaming, free -
Gleeful we.
Nature's kiss,
Pure bliss.
We miss
Timeless moments,
Priceless incidents,
The monuments
We made.
Worries fade -
Memories cascade.
Nature's prize,
Beautiful surprise -
Hopes rise.
New days,
New rays -
Joy stays.
The gift -
Surprising lift
Of spirits.

Surprise

strong winds blows
memories n dreams juxtapose
Why arent you here
I miss you so much dear

As I sat writing you a letter
the pages went helter-skelter
and you appear just out of dreams
Beautiful again, the world seems

Oh what a wonderful surprise
Are you real
My imagination I surmise
my effervesant scream

Not a single word you utter
Encompass me in your embrace
and slowly tilt my face
Me, waiting for a kiss, feelings aflutter

Never knew love can be fatal
Lovers embrace so lethal
sacrificed on atlar of greed
By my lover
A nice surprise indeed!