when I begged of you
to stop
you ignored my plea
and carried on nailing
you should have
.
the sky cried
when it saw me hung
and drenched
frailly calling on you
not to forsake us
.
but you walked away
from the storm
clinging on tightly to
your cloak of ego
disregarding my plea
.
when I begged of you
to stop
you should have
and so I walked away
the sky cried..
.
we can no longer be great
if we choose to distance
we cannot yield strength
lest we could both moat
and soak clean the distress
and till we cuddle back
in pampery smiley unity
we can no longer be great..
.
.
.
you are
an emotional being
every inch of it
how I wish
that there is this
logical side of you
that helps you
to assess me
but
you are a total woman
and I am a total man
ironically
we complimented
and drew from each
others strength more
than we obfuscate
and that alone
is enough
to obliviate
the occasional mess..
.
it is hard when
you are not around
i really depended on
you to keep me awake
and all our hopes alive
by staying truthful
and behaving truthful
.
it is that simple to
keep my anxiousness
at ease so long as that
diamond
in your hands
is always held tightly
and kept warm..
.
.
.
Your Comments Are My Sunshine Award
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you have flown away
freely
.
as you flap
and turn your head down
you saw
that I was waving at you
and uttering to you
from below
but from a height like this
and the view that holds
promise before you
you soared on
you knew
that even if you did
descend
you would have great difficulty
understanding me
because you are a bird
and I am a man
and I was not structured
with wings like yours
and moreover
you will be annoyed
incessantly
trying to decipher me
speaking in a tongue
not of your own
.
and so freely you flew on
without regard..
.
.
.
no longer
do our petals drop
nor wilt
like before
.
no longer
does the rain
stayed on
till it muds
.
we have incarnated
in spirit
and fleshed
through the seasons
.
the flute
has carried
one petal
on its journey..
.
.
.
peaceful dove
on the palm
of my left hand
you placed
your heart
.
peaceful dove
you contorted
my right hand
to image the left
and on it
you planted
your soul
.
peaceful dove
as I closed my eyes
you opened up my mind
and rested in
your worries
.
in tranquility
your breath now
permeates my conscience
your sequential giving
changed me
there is speech
in this stillness
.
peaceful dove
like a yogi
I mused
at your inner beauty
in between silence..
.
.
.
where are the flowers
that once coloured
our life?
where are the fruits
that once quenched
our thirst?
where are the leaves
that once shaded
our faults?
where is the butterfly
that once fluttered
in my garden?
.
.
.
you sucked
all the sweetness
out of me
and then
you spit me out..
.
am I
your bubblegum?
.
.
.
you grew up
in the image
of a young girl’s eye
educating me
with the innocence
of expression
that constantly amazes me
to just sit up and stare
without blinking
over your quaint
quixotic ways
and grin myself silly
because
I have
an uncanny adaptability
and affinity
for funny
unconventional people..
.
I really enjoyed you!
.
your vulnerability
is the cuddliest
part of you
that I pamper most
and the weakest
side of you
that I guarded most
but mr. elephant,
you are so big
that even with my
arms outstretched
I could not possibly
protect you
from all sides
lest
you are prepared
to stomp
that tiny mouse
out from your life..
.
.
.
my head is spinning dear
but I am grinning
recollecting our
sneezing, coughing
hugging and giggling
wriggling our toes
under the blanket
we were both diseased dear
and the storm was brewing
but we got addicted
to each other’s sharing
and secrets
until we were spinning dear
but my fever
made me smile
.
all the way home dear..
.
.
.
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