Tree without leaves.
Night without stars.
Book without words.
Street without cars.

Eye without sight.
Mother without daughter.
Joke without laughter.
Pond without water.

Lightning without thunder.
Clock without time.
Tea without sugar.
Bell without chime.

Life without Love.
Once without twice.
Me without you
just won't suffice.

Just like the vastness of a deep ocean,
your blue eyes penetrate me with
the swiftness of a clean sword strike
falling its enemy in one single blow,
leaving behind nothing but a trail of
desire as deep and red as the blood
that runs through my veins.

Just like a glazed shrapnel of ice
melting on the floor,
I am under your spell;
a spell to which you must have cast
a thousand times before.

Just like the dew that dances upon
delicate blades of grass on
a brisk, spring morning
or the rain that falls and
covers the bare earth,
your beauty crashes upon me
and blankets my existence.

I am unto you,
for now
and forever more.

On a raft in the middle of the ocean
walking alone and dehydrated in the desert
lost and hungry in the wilderness
friends in the skies in the images of clouds
inspiring memories but nothing on which I can feast
tears too salty to quench my thirst
try to speak but i just weep
try to put energy into my feet
I loved you all but this is so hard
I want so **** bad to survive
Can't anyone see I'm barely alive?
Questioning why I should even try?
Tears dried in the heat of the sun
Years ago I stopped having fun
******* I'm just so
I'm just so done
Drifting on a raft
in the middle of an ocean
of my own bitter tears
they can't hydrate me
can anyone revive me?
Can I survive being me?
I thought I knew reality
If this is life then it's death to me
Cause there aint even one breath left in me
Can I redeem what's left of me?
Starving for an epiphany
I just hope you all remember me
as this planet dismembers me
as I succumb to being me
praying for a new me

The sinewy thoughts
that glaze over the fragile crust
of what was once my mind,
track not a trace of what I've left behind.

The sharp angles of this early morning’s sun
shade the horizon like a night just begun.

Allegory hell
Mischief born
Bodies torn

Laughing hell
All is well
So so ******* well

Comfort worn
Death forlorn
Fools sojourn

All is well
so so ******* well

there is a wrestle going on inside of me
an epic match
                                        
                                                                ­      nAch vs nAff
At one end “Duty”-the undefeated ruling champion
                                                        ­             And at the other end
                                                                ­                              “Desire”-a strong contender for the title
Come and watch this fight to the death!
get out the fizz and popcorn
join the fun!
see me oscillate-between one and the other
i’m like an old grandfather clock
can’t decide
this lunacy is felt
in my deepest self, my core
stretched so far I’m torn apart
every limb every pore seethes in the anticipation
of the win
my mind bounces off the walls
I wonder what the point is at all-
someday this will end in a drunken brawl.
- Vijayalakshmi Harish
         07.09.2012

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

*******.
I'm sleeping.