Forgiven and Forgotten!!!

My mind negates the patience of my heart..
It has been doing so ever since the start..

On one pan,is my bountiless love..
On the other lies the betrayal now..

I thought a touch is never to forget..
Unless the angel of death you have met..

I thought our bond to be damn perfect..
My heart didn't belong to a different sect..

I thought I have you always by my side..
Through the serenity and then through the tide..

A look behind and it all was fake..
My entire being at a dire stake..

Every heartbeat existed because of you..
Your presence instilled in me life anew..

I felt surrounded by a protective sheath..
My feet hardly touched the soil beneath..

Solace in your arms I always found..
But now my world is shattered and all ground!!

I am hurt and I am left all alone..
My heart turned into a lifeless stone..

But I am alive because I love..
It has been so before and it is so now..

A single tear from your eyes..
Washes away all your lies..

But I promise you for the rest of our life..
I'll be with you through smile and strife..

Me...

As I was born, a tear rolled down my mother’s supple cheeks…
It wasn’t a boy for whom she had prayed for so many weeks..

To my family my birth was more or less a kind of compromise..
And I wonder who said a girl child is a blessing in disguise..

I grew up with a list of do’s and don’ts meant for only for me..
A prescribed way to follow that would never set me free..

I grew young and beautiful to learn that I was in love..
Convicted of a crime, I faced questions of what and how..

The nuptial knot was tied with a person I had scarcely known..
The brutal play I had to accept with no signs of denial to be shown..

A transition of roles occurred as I entered a step into my new life..
The household items were gifted to me, the plates, the casserole, the knife..

I conceived a girl and I realized that I was the only one to blame..
And my in-laws always turned out to be airing the blazing flame..

I played my role as a mother of two, showering all my love and care..
And when they grew up, they went their ways, leaving my place to be nowhere..

A mother to my son’s wife, I played with a pure soul..
But for any domestic turbulence, I was blamed on the whole..

I died with all my desires buried with me into the eternal soil..
I wish I wasn’t ever born to live moments of strife and turmoil..

My Star

The downpour drenched me as if washing my sins away..
I got a star, I always wished for..
The star would brighten my life with its shine..
But the star shone in daylight, it couldn’t be seen and accepted..
It is a small speck in front of the sun..

Why won’t they let my star grow to be a sun..
The love of my soul grew the star on the sky..
How can it be enmasked by any celestial power..

If this world is made for the sake of love, why is love considered inauspicious?
Don’t kill my star, I have yearned for it..

Let it breath and bring glare to my eyes..
Let it exemplify the seamless love..

Let it breath its first breath..
Let it breath its first breath..

He still is a kid!

A real kid trying to achieve some exuberant manly heights..
At an age when he ought to play cricket and fly kites..

His lips so tender and his eyes so very juvenile..
And he would melt you down with the slightest of his smile..

Innocence personified, his features invigorate the deepest of love..
His purity resembles the soothing color of an untouched dove..

When he laughs, you feel the contentment filling your heart..
And when a tear rolls down his cheeks, you feel your existence torn apart..

A typical scorpion, a caring friend but a stubborn lad..
He has all the elements in him, which none one my friend ever had..

I wish he never faces the harshness of real life..
His being always be free of turmoil and strife..

For my fairy...

A creature made of sugar and butter.
Senseless talks to herself she would mutter..
She is lost always in some alien space..
With untouched expressions on her face..
She looks so beautiful even without any make-up.
Her heart is so pure with no intentional fake-up
She is all the time on a questioning spree
She won’t pay any heed, being too carefree..
One moment she is an abate child..
The other she turns so fierce and wild..
A celestial being which shines so bright..
Now I am going to bed, Take care.. Good night..

Hmmm...

Sane words pacifying the insanity..
Pure and aloof from any profanity..

A friend in need, and a friend indeed..
You are hungry and he is there to feed

His hand follows whenever you stumble..
His words make up, whenever you fumble..

For years he toiled to be on the skies..
With a wild fire sparkling in his eyes..

He lost, he found, he gave he got..
But he is still to give his best shot..

A Thousand Thoughts..

A thousand mixed thoughts in my restless mind...
Always searching for a single chance to unwind...

Some affirm the satiation of my innate desires...
Others enhance the intensity of my fears so dire...

A ray of hope silences and curbs the vicious voices...
Which extort my being, leaving me with no choices...

Those which personify in the frame of my slumber...
With some eternal burden, my soul they encumber...

One moment they materialize and the other they deface...
Leaving a void once, then occupying the whole space...

I am aloof of my abode, I am torn apart from you, My Soul...
These intermittent thoughts would haunt me, Until we Fight them as a whole...