I've traveled far and wide,
I've been through space and time.
I've seen the war machines,
I've seen wicked disease.

But nothing stops my endless run,
nothing stops my endless fun.
I flow with my conscious stream,
follow my electronic dream.

The fields, they burn in fire,
the seas, they rise higher.
The enemy drops bigger bombs,
and there are more teenage moms.

Did I mention the sun?
It explodes, killing everyone.
But that means nothing to me,
electronic dream sets me free.

I feel my brain waves flow,
I see the after glow.
I smell a burning fire,
I taste bitter desires.

I hear the world screaming,
their words are echoing.
Our future is alive,
inside all of us,
inside electronic dreams.

A breath, yours
soft, hot, chilling
the ear, mine
curved - an art on skin
the meeting of both
explodes, a confetti of feelings
a beat becomes a throb
throbbing madness
of that breath that still flows
a begging of hearts
a pleading of souls
begging the emptiness of body
an urging of minds
that breath that still flows
into begging hearts
fills the pleading souls
walls crumble
on soft ground they meet the heart
received, converted into trust
by the breath that still flows
excitement abides
eyes meet and hold
gazes into abysses of longing
a tide covers the belonging
the connection of two hearts at sea
joined by that breath that still flows
into that skin, that art
is but the wind with memory
spun, ebbed, blown, twisted by time
made into dreams fused with reality
the tail of one, the head of the other
its that breath that still flows

Its 11 pm
and you are still at work
i know there is nothing you can do about that
but there are things i wish you would do
like eat a snack in the evening
the fact that you haven’t eaten anything since lunch
worries me immensely
you tell me to have dinner and go to sleep
to not wait up for you
but in your absence food tastes like sawdust
the bed is a cold hard stone
in any case sleep refuses to comfort
my thoughts which throw up numerous questions –
are you hungry? would you have eaten? are you tired?
working late would be making you upset, are you okay?
and so on – i wish i could ignore them, not worry,
and say that you’re an adult and can take care of yourself
but i know from experience my love,
just how well you do not do that

so here i am waiting up for you
at 11 pm
hoping in futility that somehow
my worrying will help

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
  09.01.2013
  Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

When I felt like nobody cared, YOU were there,
Soothing the wounds in my heart…

When I felt life was not worth it, YOU came around,
And proved the opposite…

When no one knew my worth, YOU showed me,
How much I meant to you…

When I had issues, YOU supported me,
Showing me how much I need you…

Now, when I look back, I have no regrets,
Because to know YOU is to know LOVE…

Harish Natarajan
12.01.2013
Copyright © Harish Natarajan

The black hole heart ***** everyone in sight inside.
Gravity is not real,
for it were,
I would not be in heaven.
The side show is over,
go home,
face the music,
and go to bed.
No one ever died trying,
unless they were trying to die.