A soulful song
Escaping from a depthless
Oasis of stillness.

I want to sing you a ballad
As you choosily pick at your salad.
While at it wish you can hazard
A guess as to who’s mastered
The landscape and terrain
Of your voluptuous body with less mental strain
And painstaking care, noting every nook, cranny and vein
So it’s etched in the fabric of my brain.
The rose in my hand is wilting
I think it’s in supplication to the refreshing
Garden in your heart that’s bristling
With freshness and that’s not surprising.
As you enchant me with your spellbinding smile
Hope you can bob your head to my tune all the while.

The sun lightly caresses my face
And my eyelids flutter in glowing
Appreciation and admiration, heart stirs
Dreamily awake, reluctant to resume its
Exceedingly vital task, funny how it slackens
Sometimes when its primary task is a matter
Of life and death, literally.
My fingers make fleeting acquaintance with my
Temples, a quick rubbing to ease blood flow
To stave off a nagging headache.
Soon, every part of me is more
Accommodative of the notion of waking up
And by extension the happenings
Of the remainder of the day.

I like to stare listlessly
At the night sky for long
Durations of time, as if my
Gaze will compel the stars
To align to breathtaking ends.
Alas, they stay put,budge they
Don’t, a sneer streaks my
Face as my pride’s hurt.
And a tear droplet materializes
On the corner of my eye.
Maybe the moon prefers her
Star friends to remain as they’re.

Kindness is niceness perched
On the pedestal of goodness.
An ever burbling fountain of
Warmth, feeling and empathy
A white thorn less rose of purity
And good intention, rarer than
Hen’s teeth and it does scythe
Through the ice of insensitivity
With a precision that’s unmatched.

Sometimes it creeps surreptitiously
In between inhalations and exhalations
And at times in the form of
Long deep sighs.
I am mostly indebted to it
The specific times it chooses
To out of its own accord
Gather itself up piece by piece
Into a word that can be mouthed
That is “thank you”.

I am air
I am everywhere
Human beings and other animals do try to stare
See me they don’t, I am invisible, invincible not susceptible to wear and tear
I am every thing to life, a truth easy to bear
It does feel heavy on my scrawny shoulders though, no one does care
I soldier on day in day out as life is a dare
Its very essence is strife and one has to fare
Well against all odds, what a nightmare.

When a loved one’s sickly
All household’s affected thickly
Suffering in unison, well-wishing
For quick recovery, busy as bees pampering
And showering them with love and affection.
The fluctuation in complexion
Is met with mounting concern
And all efforts are expended to discern
The crux of the medical conundrum
At hand even if it means trying to charm
The supernatural forces that be
To intervene to assist with the sore reality.
A need to look inward
Can’t be sidestepped much less ignored.

I believe that
There are people who’ll
Not believe that faith has
Got teeth, Sharp incisors
And canines that tear into the
Flesh of doubt with razor sharp precision.

It’s got premolars and molars
That crush the bones
Of hardy ignorance.

Mountains too are no match
For one so formidable a foe as faith.
A single monumental hurl
And they’re displaced.

Faith’s a kind friend
Who never forsakes
Sticks around in times of need
And of melody and cheer.

Faith’s faceless and multifaceted
In the same breath and is formless
Maybe that’s why it takes
The space of whatever it’s inhabited in
What convenience?

Glistening with intent and purpose
Are hurled full throttle at my heart
Hell bent on infecting it with indifference
And coldness, a quick cold death.
The embers in my heart respond with blinding intensity
Instantaneously melting them all in a single shine.

Put your head on my shoulder dear one
Pass on your sorrows so I deal them a stern
Blow whilst I flood your recesses and core
With raw emotion, careful not to leave you sore.
This point in time let our emotional sustenance
Be steeped in basic animalistic instincts, a chance
To plunge into oceans of ecstasy as we expunge
All lead heavy anxieties and deal them deathly revenge
For leeching, gnawing and rendering our souls restless.
Let your grace be poised astride yourself, be listless
And let your sensitivity be revved up to staggering proportion.
We are amateurs when it comes to the excesses of emotion
Be that as it may, here and now we’ll go down in history
As having in exquisite detail captured a great emotional story.

When we first met
It’s like the sun had
Risen and it wouldn’t set
We were awake in mad
Feeling for each other
And all day and night
We would smother
Each other with light
Kisses and a myriad pecks
On cheeks despite living
In the sticks
Nevertheless we weren’t a trifling
Couple, we were the whole world
In each other’s eyes, and that’s joyfully sad.

Are precious accessories
That are worn on rare
Occasions, fleetingly.

My heart’s a ball of icicles
In shackles
Of manacles

Love’s a bitter pill
That everyone has to
Swallow still.