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The plump moon lights up my room.

My mind is now a flat graph
no desire no lust no dream

the cold winds from the rumbling sea
make no dent on me
I look at my palms
and see the cracked floor
gnarled roots of mangrove on the wall
blend seamlessly with all I have
like once I had her in this room
love together
taking wingless flight to the moon
but now I more like sitting here
prospecting no words to rhyme
not angered at the blankness
for in this vacuous moonlight
I wait without a hope of gain
without a despair of loss
unconstrained for time
contoured by fireflies
alone
recounting a new beginning
from the end.
 Apr 2017 Arun C
Aurelia
Your up at dawn
Your first thought is me
Your always working
No matter who flees
I ask where your happiness lies
You say in me
I never understand your love
I dont think I ever will
When I fear of your absence
I come peek at you
I know you care too much
and want whats good for me
Your happiness lies in me
but forever mine lies in you
Dont ever leave me
because there will be nothing left of me
I love you mom
 Apr 2017 Arun C
Aurelia
**Kite**
 Apr 2017 Arun C
Aurelia
There are places , where people dont understand
I have been there and , it's not a good site
There are questions , which cannot be answered
I have asked them and , it's not all right

There are among others , who will not lend a hand
You have to smile and , hold on tight

But , there are few on your side and stand by
Catch them hard as they are your Kites
As you fall , along with you they land
They will stay as long as you fight
No matter how many people get you tanned
They will make way and show you the light

Because many will pull you down to drown
But a few will pull you up to fly

It might get dark but , it's up to you
To find and make this place for us to Smile :)
we feel alone sometimes but
we have to find our Kite
and have faith
Traveling along this lonely road
This endless flat terrain
Going forward
step by step
but getting nowhere
So why?
I ask
to the darkening clouds above me
Why do I take this road
The road walked by none
none other than me
I wish I could find
This place where I'm going
But this road never ends
never turns
never bends
So why?
I ask once again
Why do I take this road
*This road leading nowhere.
The poem about lost and found...
 Apr 2017 Arun C
Jayantee Khare
You are everywhere then why these doubts
why the heart asks your whereabouts

The soul simmers on the back burner
Why restlessness why such hangover

At this juncture Why do i rebound
Why feel so deeply why this bond

You are my yearning and my pine
When i am lost and nobody is mine

You are my longing and i am your part
I am always belonging to your heart

Take me in your arms and hold me close
Our love is eternal every day it grows
On love day 4th april
 Apr 2017 Arun C
Ambika Jois
We don’t love like we used to love
What it meant to us is a blur now
The light has left behind everything
What’s remaining is still us, somehow

There were loads of games that we used to play
Along the way we lost each other
Our dreams turned into nightmares
So now, where is our ‘forever’?

Take a look at me – can you recognize me?
I used to be that bird only you could free
And now I’m singing my heart out for your mercy
‘Cause I still wanna be your somebody

You stayed quiet just to let me talk
Never spoke your mind, I’m dejected
How and why must I endure anymore,
When your heart and mine is connected

I need a light at the end of this tunnel
No pretending we’ve got it alright
When you won’t hear a single word from me,
How would you know if my heart cried?

Maybe I’m not as special as you first thought
But I still love you endlessly from my heart
Tell me we can go back there again and start
‘Cause I still wanna be your somebody
There’s no such thing as unconditional love. Well, that’s not entirely true. There IS such a thing as unconditional love. It only shows up evidently when we remain without any conditioning as we deliver such love. Does that make sense? ‘Cause, see, when we ‘love’, it comes with a set of conditions. Basic stencil for the art of such loving comes with expectations. If we love and bear zero expectations, that’s probably the only time love is unconditional; Or else, does it not become conditional when the most basic requirement to declare such love is that we expect it to be recognized? Noticed, even? When circumstances change, conditions change. We also change. Being who we used to be when things around us have changed is also a change in us as we no longer fit with the current circumstances like we did with the last time. Isn’t that enough to say – change is inevitable? Logically, if we don’t keep up with that change, won’t we be the ones to miss out, lose out, miss and lose? We get left behind. It happens to all of us.
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