Alone Together

Alone we walk
on the beach,
holding hands.

Alone we look out
at the drowning sun,
gasping for air.

Alone we sigh,
drinking in
the beauty in silence.

Alone we speak
out our hearts,
dreading the loneliness.

Alone we listen
to the silent thoughts,
whispers in the air.

Alone we smile,
reminiscing on
times gone by.

Alone you are
away from us.
Alone I am
away from us.
Alone we are together
with no respite in sight.

Demolished Heritage

Who am I?
I know not.
Who made me?
I do not recollect.
But I do remember,
feeling the gentle breeze
on my four faces
for the very first time.
I do still hear,
the rhythm of the drumbeats
at the annual festivals
celebrated all around me.
I shudder wondering about,
the need of the sacrifices
I had to witness,
being made to please me
or so they said.

Over so many seasons,
across so many oceans.
I have seen people fighting,
people dying and killing,
for what I could not know.
The mother's chest
has enough for all,
Then why do you rise?
Then why do you fall?
Four thousand and more
years went by,
and yet am ignorant
of the reason,
the driving force,
the answers to the questions,
where the questions themselves
come from.

But today I see,
nothing can fathom thee,
nothing can make you see,
the futility of your ways,
the mistakes you make.
I embrace close all my memoirs
taking them to my stony grave.
As you turn your monsters on me
both inners and outers,
and one by one I feel
my bricks falling to pieces
slipping out from under me.
Vile creatures,
don't you feel that what I do?
That the hand that rises
burns down something
not in its power
to save, to recreate.
Hope it realizes that
before its too late...

Nothing else matters...

Life has a way of getting to you, of getting you to get so involved with stuff that sometimes, even though its there in your heart and soul all along, you seem to loose touch with the concept of 'soulmate'. Then there are moments, mere blips in your lives, which in their own special way jolt out the mundane cobwebs, send a few sparks flying, and in general make your inner eyes open onto your inner-selves. It is then that you can see how futile that last argument really was, or how unimportant that upcoming promotion at work is. All that matters, all that really should, and all that really does, is that you are with your soulmate!

The Sacrosanct Liberty

There were no shots fired,
then why the very breath I take
reeks with the stench
of used gunpowder?
There is not a body in sight,
then why do I see
my fingers dipped in
dark crimson
dripping all over the place?
Something's not right,
yet everything seems to be
more beautiful
than I ever remember it to be.
I look out of the window
and the bright sun
is radiating the warm
coziness of a mother's womb.
The tender shivers
of the morning breeze
exhilarating the tresses
of the window plant
as it stretches and yawns,
opening itself
to the wonderful day to be.
The melodious carefree laughter
of the innocents running around,
embracing the bounty
that their lives would be.
I start feeling happy again,
feeling liberated from the misery and pain,
wanting to unite
with anything and everything
around and about.
I want to swing with the wild grass
growing in the distance,
want to drink in the moment
sweeter than nectar,
want to run and roll with the jolly children,
want to be the wind,
the earth and the ocean.
Beautiful dreams float in front of my eyes
as I smile and shrug away
the disappointment and the anger,
the resentment and the frustration.
I take a step towards the open window,
beckoning me onward to a better future.
Every step I take
takes me ever more higher
I rise slowly
closer to living my dream
towards attaining my desires.
As I float out of the window
I hear a dull thud behind
I nod on, knowing
that am off to a better place
leaving the monster,
my nemesis, the Lucifer,
far far behind...

Tick Tock, Tick Tock...

The Lament

I wanna talk so bad,
but just dunno what to say.
Come to think about it,
what I did,
keeps going on in replay
in my mind, but benumbed
by what happened,
I relive the moments
and yet still,
can't grab on to
anything that went on,
its all just a haze to me,
its all just all about what may.

Flights of fancy fantasy,
I was galloping on to.
One perfect day
after a long long night,
I could envision for me and you.
But that one moment
blew it all away.
My life, my dream, my fantasy,
all just dust in the hay.

And now, seems so far away,
the distances between
stretching on to eons,
the dark thorny path
where ghosts of what has past
and ghouls of the frightful what may,
venture without dearth
and leave us no scope, no say.

I know I was bad,
I know I swerved away.
I know I deserve no chance,
I know I blew it all away.
But still I wait here,
hoping against hopeless hope,
that the clouds shall part again,
that the endless night
shall lead on to the morning rays,
that you shall find it in your heart
to try to come back to us,
to try to come again.

If I may have one more chance,
just one more anyhow, anyway,
to try to help us be us again,
to bring back, that smile and dreamy eyes
bring that all back,
bring that all back to us again.

The Cherry Blossoms

The wind blows
gently
rustling the autumn leaves.
The once rosy cherry blossoms
wither and drop
their shatter reverberating
through the cosmos.
The seasons roll over
and take the tree top
higher and higher,
farther away from me.
I smile, knowing,
the cherries are now closer to you
and you can now see,
and feel and smell,
just a little better,
the scent of the fresh blooms
and the quiver of their feathers.
Oh mother, don't bother,
smile, not sigh,
for am your daughter
and fight I shall,
until I see you
and we are one again,
once and forever.