I am afraid to share my thoughts
I am scared to lose them all
I am afraid to think, as that will make me want to write
I am scared to write
In anticipation of loss
Why do they, these thoughts, bother me
I know, not right

But I think, I will listen to my thoughts
As they have helped me write
And lighten my heart
Even if no one listens
Never Reads
Forgotten
Hidden from light
I know I have a place to keep them safe
In drafts
For another time

In circles we move

A part of me lost
It seeks

A part of me belongs
Wants to still

A part of me forgets and forgives
Not all

A part of me ugly and bad
I embrace

A part of me driven
Trying to be

A part of me
Never apart
Remains

A part of me
And the rest
Makes me whole

H- Him and Her
U- u and me
M- make it everybody
A- And the world over, if they agree
N- No one’s sad, happy together

Rhythmic drop of beats
Slow
Hollow beads
Into the well of wealth
Cascade
Seeds of eventide
Sow
A slow tempo
Sweet crescendo
Waves and vibes
Shimmer and shine
Echoes
Of vibrant times

Winds soar sway and sing
A farewell song to the sea
Heavy clouds hang low

Fluid in the race
Words run the marathon

Synaptic connections
Like untapped destinations

Follow the directions
Defying challenges

Sweet and sour
Prudent and extravagant

Kind or sharp
Convey every emotion

Jubilant they dance
On the paper

Start to finish
Run the marathon

Joining the dots
What will
It be
Will be a blot on the paper
A word a sentence
A poem perhaps

There it was
Flipping the pages
Was it the wind
True to itself
The sounds create
The rhythm
Too perfect

What do I say
I know
What do I say

Can it be the same
Will it be
As it was
Joining the dots

True to itself
The rhythm
Will they
The words
Make a line
A sentence

What do I say
Perhaps

Joining the dots

It was the road
Not the walk initially
Then it was the walk
And then the question
That arose
Is it worthwhile ??
It stayed for a while
And then it froze
The doubt
That was
Not worthwhile
Every walk may not lead
You to a rose
And every road
May not lead
To a destination
As planned
The journey matters
So do the learnings
The experience of
A different chapter
On a different note

Belong
I let the words
Have a word
Amongst themselves
The one
Which steps out first
Better know
Its way to the sentence
Others in waiting
Are equally eager
To have their day
I mean say
However
All I have
To say
To them
It’s ok
How does it matter
Whichever steps out first
Doesn’t mean
The last one
Will not make it
Every word
Can belong in a sentence
Or can be enough
Even if they stand alone
That’s what
Even a dictionary
Says
Find your own meaning
Your purpose
On the way