Monday, 28 October 2013

Mother nature at play

Waking up to his touch
My marmalade like
Radiant face.

Sun rays envious
Cerulean sky asks
For some Persimmon shades.

I fly like a butterfly
Painted so colorful
As dipped in nature.

Teleporting brightness
To this world,
Swallowing fumes.

Wandering like a gypsy
To shatter the shells
Filled with sulky flames.

Exhausted I collapse
My heart murmurs,
"Someone's calling."

I get up rapidly,
My electric nerves
Empower me.

Twilight received my sheen
World needs a fairer moon,
A blaze of amber.

The energy of galaxies
Rejuvenate me
When every being is fast asleep.

PS : This poem featured in Purple Hues, an international anthology published by Sanmati Publishers.
Initially I wrote it as a contribution to #InkBlood #Round2 #Entry8

Tuesday, 1 October 2013


His indifference
Recreates a queer
Painting of pain.
In my spirit
I live a little more.
My body fades,
wishes to live less.
His absence
mars my existence.
I sink in the sea
Poisoned with ache.
Heart shrinks
With fears
I break down
In despair.
With games
Folks Play
Thin lines
Between physical
And emotional
Mind wanders
To seek
He feeds my demons
To play games
Instead of enduring
Should I walk away
To part ways
Or walk closer
To belive
Its not fake.
It will not betray
My hopes & dreams
I had seen & believed
I shall live them
With each stab
Im losing track
Of life, of love
Of hope, of cures.