Its hard to leave someone you love,
Someone you can't live without,
Those memories won't fade away,
Stuck in head all the time,
Its hard to say goodbye,
When you know its the last one,
With a heavy heart I'm leaving,
And slowly I'm moving,
That was my last goodbye to someone I adore.

you weave a sickly web
I was just a little fly
you beckoned me in and wrapped me up
and left me there to die
i know that you are blind
and truly so was I
your sticky threads were glistening
but they were just a lie
my body perished, but I've been reborn
and now I see you clear
small predator, you'll scuttle
when I'm the one to fear
you've a spool and cunning mind
and patience lasting years
but I've got eyes, a sharper mind,
and no more time for tears

The bigger the bear
The better the rug

Any girl could have smiled
Not many flew that high
Never could grasp that child
And is she even worth a cry?
  
Now I know she told the truth
I know she also lied
Could I have to save her twice
Only could have tried
Little did she know of me
       yet, let me in her life
Even now, I wonder why
        why oh why oh why
  
Still, I'll always hear her laugh
Maybe see her smile
I'll even taste her stenchy sweat
Through memories of mine

she died

unattended nose
bleeds
babies all dried up
too late to wail
futility already set sail
time jumps
but your reckless sky still slumps
******* creeds
& skullduggery triumphs
leaves you
mind-numbing defeats
no room for the young
or the weak
unless you're the story
of the week
you scream your lungs out
clawing your essence to pieces
your once beautiful soul
tempered by momentary fame
your blind eyes found dead
lost inside a heartless mirror
never once found silence
and only in this final moment
something that resembles
peace
please tell me
this is not the way you wanted to go
please
before it's too late
and i will give you my heartbeat
rip it spraying from my dying chest
just to let you follow the bleed
and listen for the beat
follow it
towards the hope you lost
towards the home you loved
towards the home that bleeds.

And the smoke rises,
doing nothing to hide
the growing mob
The rising tide of chaotic fury
A wall of black,
of bulletproof vests and shields,
struggles to stay upright
against the furious wave
Anger, rolling through the streets
Broken windows, their only remains
are the crimson-soaked shards
Storm the stores, fight to steal
E V E R Y T H I N G
Fight for the right to scream
and be heard
T
e
a
r
gas
and regretful bullets
Pierce the rising cloud of smoke
Which does nothing to hide
the growing tide of rebellion.

She's like deliquescent caramel,

the cool side of a pillow

        to lay your weary head,

subtleties of springtime &

          warmth in wintertide,

whispering hope upon lush  

        Zephyrus pipe dreams,  

    mellifluous nymph with wings

                 of a butterfly warrior,

softly determined,

    unfailingly true-hearted,

       whilst relentlessly ferocious

  Wise, yet sometimes struts

        blindly in the light,

       as dulcet tones of a cello's

           melodious marmalade

            in sentiment's tender fancy,

she's beauty, charm,

         knowledge, poetry,

               utter strength,

               & humane weaknesses,

she's twisted and ethereal,

           her aura sublimely captivating

     you may covet her body,

            you'll never possess her soul

●●●
playing with the siblings ..
in the park of a small town..
no hurry no worry...
of falling dusk..

running to home..
on mother loudly call..
together eating, fighting..
sleeping in mothers lap..

grasping her hand..
turn by turn..
laughing, smiling...
blooms like flowers..
unmatched
mothers love..
unconditional
fathers caring..

now we have grown up..
grown up with greed..
grown up with jealousy...
grown up with hatred..

parents are isolated
lonely worried..
mother's legitimate love..
is not enough..
to keep us together..

years passing..
hairs turned gray..
kin not in touch...
since long time..

what happen to our love..
affection for each other..
why we became...
so shameless & selfish..

cant they become..
the same...
small child...
once again..
  ●●●
 ©deovrat 'अयन' 13.03.2015

I can see

the light has blinded me

to the truth

of the world.

Peel the layers of fog

off of my eyes

and let me see

reality.