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

Nestled in halo of the
Moonlit sky
Two hearts tangoed.

My heart tip toes discreetly
In the dark hollow hallways
Of self-doubt and low self-esteem.
Many a times
It trips
Stumbles
Even falls
But still die hardly insistently
Treads on this self-destructive path.
Why it chooses so is a conundrum in itself.

Wont rupture one’s
Spleen
But it’ll preen
One’s sense of keen.

I see you
And my heart instantaneously
Somersaults in delight.

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.

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?

Only good is Knowledge, and the
Only evil is Ignorance

I’m a tree
Wild and free
Please stop cutting spree.*

How often do we stop to mind?
The cutting of trees in a bid to find
A morsel of food to cushion against grind
Of tough economic realities that seldom bind.

I once had my mental faculties in check
And my heart’s pacemaker functioning relatively normally
Didn’t know you’d be a pain in the neck
Causing my heart to oscillate solemnly
From acute insanity to imagined bliss
Gravity’s power rendered dysfunctional
And I plunged heedlessly into love’s abyss
Evidently an amateur radical
My ego prostrated
My emotions infatuated*
Am indeed yet another statistic
Of cupid’s uncanny antics.

It’s describably indescribable
Perfectly flawed and
At best bittersweet
All this cause its subject
To human nature an amorphous multi-faceted
Enigma.

A chill pill
To neutralize feverish cold
Assaulting my body.

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 finish reading
A good book
Heart contorts in knots.

She got my heart
Inflamed
But won’t arrest the fire.

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.

Tears as brittle
As glass cascade lazily down
Her rosy cheeks leaving behind
Indelible outstanding imprints

They reveal  a brokenness
A vulnerability  that’s so
Sweet and scary almost
In equal measure

Her eyes know not the
Splendor of a radiant sparkle
They downcast and a
Shade darker than normal

Naivety meekness and innocence
Jostle unabated within her eyes bounds
But seldom if never
Do her fears see the light of day

Her eyes speak a dialect
That would mind boggle linguists
Of reasonable repute
And render them obsolete
She undoubtedly a goddess
Of pure emotion and acute sensitivity

Ice cream cascades lazily
Down the throat
A hot cold assault
On the throat’s walls
This after a heavy hearty meal.

We could love and be kind
With no strings attached.

An instance before my mind
Unceremoniously
unprecedentedly
Imploded due to devices
Of its own making.