Only in poetry
do we still exist.
Only within each verse
can I still adore you and
only within each word
can I still find bliss.

the price that comes with loving him
is not my price to pay..
it should be free, no strings attached.
who's victim, villain, prey..
no more labels, no more catch
just love and life and love..
no more names and no more hurt
just memories and more love..
melodies and harmonies
unison, crescendos..
softness during dissonance:
laugh, dance, sing and yell..
the top of lungs
because we're all so loved..
it's all i want
it's all i can't have..
yet or never?
yet or never . .
everyone's at fault.
no more blame,
no more games.
no more shame,
a need to feel more sane..

what does it feel like
to be victim of abuse?
pushed 'gainst ****
life-story to lose
not recognising self
one's own gravity
no floor 'neath one's feet
self-identity
sense of perception
up in the air
sense of connection
reduced to a scare
nothing positive
save other's narrative
forget meritorious,
you think no-one's worse,

trampled 'n suffocated,
stir-crazy, deflated,
lose desire to live
no goodness to give.
go tell your mother
your sister, your brother
no-one believes
what you go through
everyone's deceived
perhaps even you
all looks so nice
on the surface
jam-cake with ice
and lip-service
but there's little on earth
that's more bitter
than to be constant mirth
'n no strength to quit her
that's the story
of emotional abuse
i'd tell you more
but there's no real use.

Have a blessed day
friends wished today
What a better way to start a day
When you have  friends to pray
Blessed am i not
To go to the same institution
To start my education
What comes first is not my erudition
To create a bond with such large hearted persons
Consistent in their affection
Their popularity always attracted attention
Easy going charming and witty
Sports Studies and Cultural Activities came to them naturally
I too grew trying to imbibe many a quality
A friend in need and deed
No better company to be indeed
Miles apart ways of the world
Always in my heart ways of the Soul

I want to grow
As fast as my cat
I wanna be big already
How can I do that?

It’s ok to be young
Don’t worry it will come
You will grow fast enough
My child my little one

But I’m too small
Kids make fun
The tree over my shadows
Covering me from the sun

You will grow soon my dear
You will sprout quickly
In another year
No need to fear

Sigh. I guess you are right
You were young once too
Seeing pictures with grandma
I wish I knew the small you

You know me now
I’m telling you child
I’m still that little person
Deep down inside

You know how I feel?
Yes my child, I do
How do you know for sure?
Because I was once you, then I grew