On Our Own

The path is long, so are woes
Through those thorns we have grown
You and I, on our own

The moon turned up in the sky
In full force, glistening
The stars left our wills in a wreck
With nobody listening
While we waited on our own

The angels called out your name
While the demons sang the same
Among the deities, on our own

We looked the world in the eye,
With all our hearts, battled it
Grabbed the winds by the neck
Shook it hard, rattled it
All we did, on our own

Do look up at the soil
A breathing organ emerges
Nevermore on our own

If Only You Could Hear My Heart

If only you could hear my heart
You’ll know so many truths
About the way it delights in
The little things that we do

If my heart was audible
You would never have a doubt
And never have the need to ask
The silly questions that you do

If my heart could whisper to you
It would speak of lovely tales
Where two hearts merge into one
Like ours have done today

A Beauty She Is

A beauty she is; a beauty she is; a beauty she is
A deity she is; a deity she is; a deity she is

She moves like a breeze
The flowers turn her way
To offer her a kiss
A beauty she is; a beauty she is; a beauty she is
She sails through the seas
Glides through the air
Her each step amazes
A deity she is; a deity she is; a deity she is

She’s a song in motion
With long, wavy hair
And rose-coloured lips
A beauty she is; a beauty she is; a beauty she is
From ocean to ocean
When she comes to play
Along with her winged horses
A deity she is; a deity she is; a deity she is

A beauty she is; a beauty she is; a beauty she is
A deity she is; a deity she is; a deity she is

Love Is A Mother

On a chessboard there are several pieces
Each with its unique function
Rooks go straight
Bishops go cross
Knights jump all over
While the pawns, like the slothful king, ambulate at leisure
It is hardly a surprise, however, that
The most important function in the game is handed to a woman

The queen is not an ordinary piece
Rather than being a commander of the army
She is a protector of her family

She goes left, she goes right
She goes up, she goes down
Horizontal and vertical
Diagonal and across
She can do everything

She gobbles up the enemies like it is a piece of cake
She keeps the opponents in check
Sometimes she even sacrifices herself for her family’s sake

She is fierce, she is strong
She is brave, she is powerful
A warrior and a soldier
Fighter and defender
Caring and uncompromising

When the game is over
She goes back inside the box
Along with the rest of her family
There she takes off her armour and coronet
There she changes her role
There she is not a soldier
There she is a gentle and an affectionate mother

February 6, 2023

Ah, the moon feels so close
I could snatch it from the sky
Hide it in my pocket where
Forever it will lie

Love Is A Sea

Endless and beyond
Take your boat out to sail
When the weather’s calm
The sea will be your home
The view will be magnificent
With gentle sunshine dripping overhead
You won’t find a more pleasant scene

Beware, though, the waters may get rough
Do not abandon your boat
Ride the troubled waves
To find where you stand
To understand your strengths
Suffer along with the sea
And emerge victorious

Once the weather is calm again
You will find yourself one with the sea
Nothing could break you now
An eternal bond in motion

Love Is A Mosquito

When you lay your guard down
Turn off all the lights
It comes and stings you

It takes time before you realise
The itch has captured you
It wouldn’t let you sleep in peace

You get up from your bed
Turn on the lights
Vainly look for the perpetrator

Disappointed, you get back in your bed
After the lights are turned off again
You promise yourself to take better precautions the next time

You lie awake
Thoughts circling your head
One hand scratching the itch

You begin to enjoy the itch
The stimulus grips you
You know it’s not right for you, but you secretly wish for more

You Are Special

Last night
Your absence struck me
Ripped and pricked me
I’m exposed
Sometimes
I lose track of time
I lose track of things
With eyes closed
I wish to tell you how lonely I am
I wish to tell you how special you are
For filling my heart with these emotions
When I thought I had turned to stone
Come back, come back
I am waiting for you
Come back, come back
This heart is missing you

This morn’
The bed lay empty
Silence brought me
Memories
Often
I sit and wonder
Think you’re gone for
Centuries
I wish to tell you how gloomy I am
I wish to tell you how precious you are
For filling my heart with these sensations
When I thought I had turned to stone
Come back, come back
I am waiting for you
Come back, come back
This heart is missing you

The Substitute – Part 12

No sooner had I put a rock in my chest where my heart used to be
My veins connected their suspended ends to the silvery beast
And enveloped it completely
I smiled because I thought the transformation was taking place successfully
Because I thought that the plan was working
Because I assumed that there will be no more pain
How wrong was I!

My skin began to harden
My veins began to turn gray
My legs turned stiff
My head felt heavy
My eyelids wouldn’t blink
My nostrils wouldn’t twitch
The whole body was undergoing an unpleasant change

Then I fell
Face-first into the glistening sand
Devoid of life
Devoid of soul
Only a granite body for company
Along with the other massive rocks on the beach

As the golden sun awoke
The pain had disappeared, forever

The End

The Substitute – Part 11

My heart had vanished
My chest lay open
The silver rock in my heart glistened in the moonlight
A little heavy it was
I thought it to be the perfect fit
Alas when I tried to place it in my chest
It was slightly oversized

I turned it this way and that
Twisted it here and there
But the silly rock
Refused to stay inside
I brought it out and wondered
If I could only chisel it a little
Then all my miseries would disappear from within

I hunted and searched
But could not find an apt object
So I began to scrape the rock
With the nails on my fingers

I sat on the barren beach
With the moon supervising overhead
The waves and winds I did not notice
As I put my mind to the task

I scraped and scratched the hard surface
Slowly but surely I made progress
A thought did light up inside me —
How was I not feeling any pain?
I continued chiselling the rock

The sun rose and asked the night
To take some much-needed rest
But not a word to me did he utter
If he did I must have missed it
I was busy, you see

And then after a good many hours
I looked at the rock and exclaimed —
Yes this is the right size
I looked at it one last time before shoving it in my chest
This time it did fit