The Gift

Navigating love’s thoughtless paths,
like the palace fool over again;
searching secret sanctuaries of sacred hearts,
but getting less than I bagain’d.

I have stumbled on different breeds
of mortals who spew venom,
desecrating love’s sacred creeds,
for such is their norm.

Now the traveler is back,
and my travailed heart sings
for a love returned in flapping wings,
but my heart to hack!

The fragile arm of a waiting lad,
outstretched with hope for a return gift;
a sinking heart to give a lift,
but you chose to make him sad

You are back...
with treasures on my feet lain;
wrapped in a lurid gift of pain
my heart to crack!

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Night Rain

On my roof, pelting drops of rain,
dancing rhythmically at nature's ancient beat,
cascading down voluptuous frame
like strings of beads
once suspended by a chord- now broken!

The lone night sing along in pelting silence
as nature's tune resonates pestering drips,
clogging man's lawful sail through fantasy land

For if nature's drips, man's barn to swell
why does it halt man's drifting drowsiness?

Life...

"Dedicated to my niece Rhianna and every new born baby in the world


Kindled flame began as a tender glow
Yoked in mother's uterus, God made it so
Artemis mystery revealed after labour's cramp
Laden-ed belly breaks forth like a rushing tap
Innocent Rhianna is born; heaven's praise to show

Words

Words like field of mines
Explode in several bits on fertile minds
Leaving the heart foggy,


…Rippling thoughts,

Quaking convictions,

Questioning conventions,

Finding answers…


The haze is cleared!
And what stares our face?
A world of meaning created by words!

In The Shower...

Behind closed doors,
away from filial filtrations
buried betwixt that maternal bossom
of this old-faithful shower
amidst its resonating lullaby,
my lonely heart finds expression.

Naked, my once veiled thoughts roams unrestrictedly
unearthing a maze of memories, time has failed to heal.
Distraught, my emotions climaxed into thick dark clouds
whose weight plummeted under my frail frame
until my cloudy eyes, releases its pains as rain!

I let the tears flow unabated,
cascading down the steepy slopes of my gloomy face,
interrupted on its lonely path,
by the rhythmic eruption of my breath
and a heart simmering with pains!

Then came the cold shower,
halting my stream of consciousness
showering kisses on my naked body.
I watched in awe, as my saline pains
are washed down the drain!

For in the shower,
our watery pains are drained
in the ever flowing currents of life.
And on its tide, rides life greatest lesson;
...Let go and move on!

The Signs

We saw the signs!

You painted the sky dark
And made the heavens shed its stars

You set the wind in motion
And it ferried our hopes on its wings

We brought our vessels out to be filled
As the heavens rumbled your coming

You halt life’s cycle,
And cease mother’s blood-spattered pains!

And when our hopes has learnt to soar,
Feathered by your plausible strokes,
We woke up one morning to find you gone!

A bolt of cramp announced your departure
As you left us with a bleeding heart!


*This is dedicated to all those who have had miscarriages in the past or has lost a child.

Aflamed

My world, like in Genesis, so dark
devoid of form and void.
Home to many a painful memory
and dreams yet unborn, lurks in the shadow

Your heart, the long sought match-stick
stricken against my lone match-box heart,
a little spark, then a tiny tinge
and a glow so tender is born!

Your tender glow, my gloomy heart ignites
revealing Eden's treasure, long lost
for once again, I became your guiltless Adam
and you, my innocent Eve!

For let me be the candle wax
upon whom your passionate flame burns
loosed in your warm innocence
two hearts, melting into one