I ask you to do one thing
Pump blood around the body
The rhythm is key
For I live on the fitting melody

Fight if you must,
The pain is just the crust
Throughout all that is unjust
Success is at stake, as is my trust

But you betray me, while I fight
Deceive what feeds you day and night

How do you go on?
What gives you strength?
The way you work astounds me
I thought I was the labyrinth

To bind another with a spell
Do I fuel your power?
Or is it all just me myself and I
Ignorantly undercover?

If only one of us could live
Without sharing the shadows of the other
Then again, what is life all about
If we don’t cross the finish line together?

The book was opened years ago
The story was always a blur
The author’s still unidentified
The plot holds a gift, not a curse

When you’re feeling lonely,
Take a walk and think of me.
Breathe in all that is pretty
As though you’ve little to carry.

My dear, hold your chin up
The sky’s clear at last
The stars are your audience
You’re the hero, the leading cast

You’re never alone
I’ve left the crew behind
The story must go on
You’re the hero till the end

Walking by those trees
Past those walls
Over those roads
Across those fences
Just like we were floatin’

Summer breeze kissing us
Through our hair
On our skin
On our illusive faces
Just like we were imaginin’

All was captured in the walk
We were there through every blink
“Lonely” could never be you
Even after this story ends

You’re never alone
I’ve left the crew behind
The story must go on coz
You’re the hero till the end

Look into my eyes
They widen and glisten
I can show you the elders’ cries
Through sight, you must listen

Take my hand and walk
Soles silently cringe
Walk on but no talk
What you see is a matrix fringe

Curl your fingers together
Feel the icing on the tangible
Clear your throat, it’s fever
Of frill and lust, the dispensable

Can you see?
Can you hear?
Can you feel?
Speak with yourself –
It is no super than I.

The whispers from the moon
From rabbit’s supper to a drone
Akin to a butterfly from a cocoon
Echoes the sound of ‘Om’

Take a seat, float, know tranquil
Look behind, in front, anywhere
The silence is what remains still
Though entities exist everywhere

Can you see?
Can you hear?
Can you feel?
Speak with yourself –
It is no super than I.

I feel lonely
I lie to myself that I am not

I want love
I lie to myself that I cannot

I need consideration
I lie to myself I can manage without

I am alone
I lie to myself that I won’t always be

I have hope
I lie to myself I always will

I refuse to try again
I lie to myself with visions of success

I will be lying to myself
Until my lies turn into the truth.

While the world slept,
My father stayed awake.
With all his might left,
He stayed just for my sake.

He sang to me,
Patted me to sleep.
I could feel his eyes on me
Watching me breathe.

I remember being in his arms,
On his lap as a baby
Holding him tight with my charms,
He’d say I was his little lady.

I grew up, I grew tall and I grew
Stronger, weaker, colder, warmer
There my father stood as he knew
I’m a handful, but I’ll always remain his loving daughter.

I want to be your guitar
Run your fingers over my fret board
Pluck my strings and give me my melodious avatar
Sing to me and play that major chord

I’m feeling your song through and through
You don’t need a plectrum, you’re a born original
Work your rhythm baby, let’s get on the groove
Your fingers are enough to create our music wholly attritional

I will reward you myself for how you release my tension
I will resonate our love song through longevity
You’re a prodigal performer, I can feel you in tune with locomotion
We will move from verse to chorus under no shadow of ambiguity

I want to be your guitar
Let my moans reverberate off your walls
A finer touch for our creativity – a sitar
Let’s Indioul our way through these musical waterfalls

Those birds that sit on the grid wires
It’s how they like to start their day
Waiting snugly for the sun to rise
Are they owls? I cannot say.

The sun is rising, warm and calm
An orange hue, only of the rising kind
The rays touch my skin like a soothing balm
Extracting layers of pain from my mind.

Yesterday was a new day
It somehow turned its back on me
Today is another new day
A new chance for my mind to be free.