the night has spurned me
the moonlight descends
in a mockery
of tones unheard
voices whisper in my head
they float as comic bubbles
over the sleepy town
your mouth opens
in a yawn and ends
as a chasm into which I fall
the darkness is a refrigerator
freezing everything still
the whiteness of the floor
a jarring ice. I cannot
put my foot down
the silence so heavy
it drags my eyelids

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
02.01.2012
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robbing the banks of fate
my pistol shoots off
getting what i want
better now than late

robbing the banks of fate
twisting the destiny
having things go my way
but it really doesn't sate

robbing the banks of fate
it seemed like fun at first
but life that is too easy
is just not that great!

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
  14/08/2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

I want to be a Mirror
Colourless,
Reflecting the Truth-
Invariably.
Neither Good nor Bad
Within my deep recesses
Hidden.
Showing You for
What You are,
Neither praising
Nor condemning
Light is my Life-
In darkness, I am,
Nothing.
No Pain,
No Pleasure,
Can change
The way I perceive.
Truth is my Blood,
My Nature.
In Anger You react,
Smashing me on the ground-
And I, even stronger
Look at You
Out of a Thousand Eyes-
Thousand Reflections
Of yourself.
I am a Mirror.
I am the Heart of God.

-Vijayalakshmi Harish
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

The click clack of my keyboard
competes
with that metronome called
a clock

Time has become surprisingly
fluid
and yet it remains stubbornly
stationary

Seconds, minutes, hours
and days
meekly shudder and humbly bow
sacrificed

I try to turn my life into
an excel sheet
with predetermined fixed
formulae

All plugged in the right
little boxes
with all the right
numbers.


-Vijayalakshmi Harish
  14/11/08
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

to be the guardian of your peace
that I can do
i’ll hold it carefully in my palms
walking unhurried so I don’t accidentally d
                                                               ­            r
                                                               ­           o
                                                    ­                      p      it                  
i’ll keep it close to my heart
make sure it never slips through
gate                                                     ­                   between                                       ­                          gate

but
what I can’t do
is give you peace i can’t create it can’t make you feel something you refuse to feel
i can only take care of what you already have

-Vijayalakhmi Harish
  06.10.2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

is it you who sent your caress
through this wind-
was it your loneliness
that made me shiver
and reach out in despair?

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
  18.12.2012

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

~~


                                   Playing with Bubble Wrap is Strangely Conducive to Human Cognition

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

secrets unravelling in kaleidoscopic visions
turn around and its something different
what was promised and what was given?
but the give and take
doesn’t really matter
as much as what you already had
at the point of inception
where it all began, your personal journey
what you’ve earned is just the return
on that initial investment
of who you are extended out on a limb
when you try and boil it down
to the essence of you
i wonder what you see

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
  01.10.2012

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

Midnight prowler
                                will you open this door?
                              let me in, let me explore
       the concealed chambers beneath this conscious floor
let me borrow some of your dreamdust
                                                       ­                and sprinkle it in my eyes
                                                            ­          therein let me stay confined
then I
fall  and br  e  ak
and         s      c               a         t          t         e                 r
far                                                            ­              and                                                ­                         wide
                                               when this becomes a nightmare
                                                       ­              i
                                                               ­      t
                                                               ­      u
                                                               ­     m
                                                          ­          b
                                                     ­               l
                                                ­                    e
                                           ­                         t
                                      ­                              h
                                 ­                                   r
                            ­                                        o
                       ­                                             u
                  ­                                                   g
                                                               ­      h
                                                               ­       t
                                                        ­              h
                                                 ­                     e
                                          ­                           s
                                                               ­     k
                                                          ­          y
i wake up with a start, with my true love lying beside
as i see his peaceful face, i realize  
i’ve been dreaming…and everything in my world is alright!                    
- Vijayalakshmi Harish
17.09.2012

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

it just doesn’t seem fair
that i’m at work
while the world takes a holiday
and it certainly is annoying
that you are at home
and i can’t be with you
i while away the hours
on this and that
talking, laughing,
trying to get some work done
but Einstein was right-
it feels like the seconds are dragging on
this day just doesn’t seem eager to end
i think – “I hate working Saturdays”

but then finally its time to leave
and that’s when i realize
what is so special about today

today i don’t return to an empty dark house
i return to you!
You are at home to welcome me in
with a hug and a kiss
and some little surprise
that you always have for me
every working Saturday
suddenly even in this twilight
the day seems brighter
and lovelier
i think – “i love working Saturdays”

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
   05.01.2013
   Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

Wisdom
displays
grey
disguise
                                    it­
                                  lies
                      ­                            
truly
a
love
child
of
experience
mating
expertise

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
   12.10.2012

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

The coffee grows cold on my desk
                                                            ­ (maybe if I leave it there
                                                           ­      long enough, it will
                                                            ­               evaporate).

Brush strokes fill
my mind,
thoughts fill
the canvas
the Vision translates
itself.

                                             ­                                                                 ­                                    You bite your lips
                                                            ­                                                                 ­                            to tease me…
                                                             ­                                                                 ­                    Can red do justice
                                                         ­                                                                 ­                            to the cruelty of
                                                                ­                                                                 ­                          your words?

You stare emotionlessly
into space…
Can blue capture
the coldness in
your eyes?

                                                          ­                   You twist your curls
                                                           ­                        michieviously…
                                                  ­                               Will black signify
                                                         ­                        The darkness of
                                                              ­                       your soul?

                                                          ­                   It is my magnum opus.

- Vijayalakshmi.R.
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

pain
is
an
unusual
gift –
it
helps
appreciate
pleasure
better -
i
hope
for
healing

-Vijayalakshmi Harish
   03.01.2013
   Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

Somewhere in heaven a new flower blooms
its scent wafting down to earth
becomes a rainbow in our hearts
as the misery of loss
clouds our minds and tears pour
more copious and more fiercely
than rain during the stormiest of weather
and yet some sunshine creeps in
as your happy memories seep through
gladdening us just a little
as we remember
that you are safe now
happy and pure
an angel watches over you
as you dream sweet dreams

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
   13/08/2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

the River said
to the Sea
“Plains and Mountains
have melted beneath me,
far and long has been
my journey
but
i no longer know who i am
i think  i;m supposed
to be You “

and the Sea
welcomed the river into its openness.

-Vijayalakshmi Harish
20/02/2009
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

F A R

lie your
                                                                ­          lies



and your obstinate insistence

the world is not as i see it as others see it only as you see it

the pearls aren’t moonlike anymore
                                                         ­   

they’ve dropped
scattered on the floor
                                                         white and pale

like the death


--- Vijayalakshmi Harish
30/01/06
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

comes stalking into
                  roads of my memory
speaking HeartSpeak
lost
      in drops
                   of life
raindrops flaming
skin on skin
word on word
soul on soul
             its gone
             it was never here
but it leaves traces
             it will return
             it has never left me
is                                       was
this                                    that
the             ­                        the
ultimate                            secondary
illusion       ­                      truth


By-
Vijayalakshmi Harish
16/09/06
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

The night dips its pen
in the silvery inks and starry hues
And writes a testimonial to my solitude

Slinking away within me
A song of hopeful annihilation
Matched in silent rhythm to yours


The darkness slips away
Unnoticed and quiet in its exit
It leaves me braided with the music


----Vijayalakshmi Harish
      26/01/07
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

Flying out the window
the syllables f
                     a
                     l    
                     l
I’m the another                
the body without spirit                                                           ­   the spirit without soul
the soul without salvation                                                       the salvation without eternity
                                                  the eternity without end…..


Can You imagine Me?
encompass Me within your
comprehension?
feel Me in our heartbeats?
                                                
                                                        experien­ce my abstraction
                                                     ­               its yours too
                                                         lose yourself in my myths
                                                           ­   they exist in you too
                                                             ­                                                                 ­                       Dissect yourself
                                                        ­                                                                 ­                                    and Awake
                                                           ­                                                                 ­        gather the fallen syllables.


By:
Vijayalakshmi Harish
27/09/06
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

aurorean
dreams
must
come
true
they
say
                  i
                 can
                 only
                 wish
for
a
realization
                  
- Vijayalakshmi Harish
   10.01.2013
   Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

salvation is too far
                   too d
                         e
                         e
                         p in the throes of
some pain that never leaves

the torture is still somehow sweet
this ache of a loss
destined to boomerang
when it does
salvation will come
with freedom
Step 1:  to let go.

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
  30.08.2012

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

what are endings but new beginnings?
the living are mirrors of the dead
and the darkness the consort of the light!
in the midst of extremes we hang in balance
in the thick of chaos, we find our silence

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
  01.01.2013
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

What I want is
To  s
          l
              i
                  p
and f
        a
        l
        l

come hoplessly tumbling    V
sometimes its just too hard
to keep standing
to keep holding       ^

just want to go to sleep
and live with my dreams

and never wake     ^

but that would be
too easy, cowardly

so I choose to keep looking   ^
- Vijayalakshmi Harish
         05.09.2012

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

is there a word in your mind
that you'd like to give to me?

a word for me to take to bed
as i spend a sleepless night?

a word for me to cook up
to create some food for thought?

words for me to string together
yours and mine welded in the fire

- Vijayalakshmi Harish

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

Mysterious          is                 life            indeed
Is                          crazy         ­  and            peculiar
Life                       and             living          games
Indeed                 peculiar     games          played!

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
   20.09.2012

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

Merry                Christmas              to                    you!
Christmas          cheer                bringing         happiness
To                      bringing            goodness          incarnate
You!                  Happiness         incarnate         being!

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
    25.12.2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

Losses make me cry

They rend my heart apart
and make me want to die

But losses also make me learn
and grow and yearn

for the the wins that are surely to come
i’ll just have to wait for some more time.

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
31/07/2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

blank
page
fluttering
in
this
periodic
breeze -
anticipates
my
story,
what
shall
I
write?

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
   01.01.2013
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

punctured egos don't last long
they fade away like the mist
of ignorance

punctured wounds hurt but they heal
like broken hearts
over time

punctured love is an unbearable pain
till we find
love again

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
  07/08/2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

squirming
in
his
seat,
searching
within
his
shirt
he
magically
pulls
out
a
butterfly!

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
   21.12.2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

time
trickles
timorously,
threading
together
thoughts
through
ten­der
trembling
tears -
twisting
their
tired
themes

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
   24.12.2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

lost
in
your
mind
maze
i
find -
                   this
                   here
                    is
                   where
                    my
                   happiness
                     ( hides ) !
- Vijayalakshmi Harish
26.12.2012
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