The circle had to come to full,
The snake had to bite its tail,
The poison had to spread within,
The beauty of justice did not fail.
I waded my way around it
I weighed my pros and cons
I locked my sorrows in there
I overlooked the imminent dawn.
The sun had to rise once again
The moon had to come to full,
The wheel had to move within
The motion of life gave the pull.
I dropped my hope deep in it
I poured my soul with it too
I payed my respect as always
I played along with justice, true.
The clouds looked over me
The bees hummer around
The birds called me names
But I knew that sweet song.
The whisper of the trees
Refused to let me pass
The moist earth and the leaves
Held my heart-strings fast.
The shadow in the dark
Called out to my soul,
I whispered to the wind,
I poured it into life's bowl.
I poured it into the circle,
I poured it into the well,
The water rose till the brim
I could now within reach.
I slowly quenched my thirst
I quickly looked within,
I splashed some around me
And had some more to drink.
I wished well as I got up,
I slowly slipped away,
I saw the water receding,
Leaving my soul still at bay.

This bridge was to lead to the other bank. Every time it promises me the shore. The planks seem to slowly manifest. So far they have always disappeared midway. A plunge in the water always wakes me up. This time it feels I will get through. This time I hope I will get through. The water had risen long ago, the planks kept disappearing, something kept them afloat. I hold on to that hope...

The Letter...

The Letter
I wrote,
to her I love...
to him I wanted to love...
to her who used to be mine
to him who could never be mine
to her I lived beside
to him I never caught sight.

The Letter 
I hid,
from her who trusted me
from him who didn't know me
from her who never asked
from him who didn't show
from her who tried
from him who forgot

The Letter 
I wrote...
to her all my heart
to him all my thoughts
to her all my questions
to him all my agony
to her all my memories
to him all my dreams.

The Letter
I tore...
for her comforting denial
for him and his unseen life
for her daily tryst
for him and his absence
for her love and her smile
for him and his void.

Love at 21

Love doesn't happen just that once...
Neither does it happen twice..!

Love has forever been the mystery
Love has always been the price.
To me it happened then and again...
To me it happened now...
To me the love remained...
To me it was never lost, to be found.

For,
Love doesn't happen just that once,
Neither does it happen twice..!

Of the twenty odd years I have lived
Peeped in and out it might;
Love has not much changed since...
Just that: love now has a price...
On a brighter note, let's just say...
I am now better placed
To finally pay it more than thrice..!!

For, Love as I said,
Doesn't happen just that one...
Neither does it happen twice..!!

The Black Sheep

It 'baa'ed in the courtyard,
No one so much as cared.

It 'baa'ed near the well,
Not even a look was spared.

It 'baa'ed on the doorstep,
No one turned around.

It 'baa'ed around the bush,
Again that annoying sound..!

It 'baa'ed once and more
It 'baa'ed till It was heard
It 'baa'ed near the little girl
It 'baa'ed as It was pet
It 'baa'ed as the wolf approached
It 'baa'ed as she fled
It 'baa'ed for It was pegged
It 'baa'ed as the blood was shed
It 'baa'ed till It could 'baa' no more
It 'baa'ed till It's reason was met.

It 'baa'ed for It was heard
It 'baa'ed, though no one cared
It 'baa'ed for the sacrifice
It 'baa'ed for the dream
It 'baa'ed for It never felt
the 'baa' was different from the white.

It 'baa'ed till the very end...
It 'baa'ed for that one day,
It 'baa'ed for the 'baa' that would
reach where it was meant.

And...
It 'baa'ed till the bloody horns
had cracked the very last length...!

this belief mine

just perfect high
just perfect low
just made for me
this belief mine.

naturally mingle
the smile revealing
goes on forever
the strong delight.

know me how
take me for I
laugh with me
be by when I cry.

just perfect wide
just perfect narrow
just made for me
this belief mine.

does not tell
open to all
love for folks
to them be tall.

dear dear mine
dear me too
for it just is
it naturally grew.

just perfect fast
just perfect slow
just made for me
this belief mine.

no reasons to give
no lies to tell
just happy to be
by the bright swell.

there is warmth
there is cream
there is love
in every single bean.

just perfect strong
just perfect mild
just made for me
this belief mine.

in perspective; once more

I want you back
and I want you now.
For you were my cloak
and you were my shroud.

I know,
I will have the likes of you...
but, what if it isn't you?
What if it was a mistake?
Having to let you go.
I know it was a choice,
a choice I then made...

I want you back
and I want you now.
For you were me
and I was known to be you.

I know,
you'll soon grow upon me...
but, what if it is too long?
What if it seems forgotten?
The feeling of being safe.
Protected and guarded,
being invisible you may say...

I want you back
and I want you now.
For it all seems to be
in perspective; once more.