The world shrinks
Wars, pandemic, religion
Monarchy and Tyranny
As time passes
The bloodstains grow
deeper; a powerful remainder
That life has its end…
Is God in play here?
Destroying his creation
That went amok
A creation he now finds
A nuisance to the
Beautiful future in his vision
But what of us?
The silent spectators
Will we be once punished
For the greatest sins of all??
The sin that guarantees hell
The sin of silence?!!
Children of the Stars
As I lie beside him
Under the Stars
In a world where we both
Were the children of the sky
A world far away from here…
I felt both young and old
Young.. when my heart
went frantic at his touch…
Old..when he gazed
deep into my soul
The world is a stranger
To us there
It doesnt contain a bright future
Or a hope for tomorrow
Or a promise of safety
It condemns our dreams…
The world then becomes
A pair of eyes threatening
To loom over us
Behind the curtains
The stars draped
But somehow his presence
gives me the courage
to not fear
That the curtain may fall
We are the children of the sky
And when all hope is lost
I go back behind the curtains
Where my dreams are my own
My thoughts are my own
My life is mine to judge
And my lover is mine to kiss….
Waves
Everytime I see the waves
I become that little kid again
I feel that fear I felt
The first time I saw the sea
Both beautiful and dangerous
As she approaches me
I take those little steps
I took the first time
Slowly making myself familiar
With the sensation of
Fear;of water
Drawing back when
The waves are gigantic
And again building up courage
Every time I promise myself
I’ll conquer the waves
I’ll conquer my fear
But it’s all in vain
Everytime I go back to the ocean
I am that little kid again
Afraid of water
Pulling back from a mother
Trying to teach her child
That the waves – though
Treacherous and unpredictable
Should be faced
Just as life – though
Uncertain and slippery
Should be lived…
The Journey Begins
Hey everyone
So..these are some poems and thoughts straight from my heart…you would find my past in here more than my future for now…because I am a slave of my past. I may outgrow that but right now I am just a person who can conjure up her past late at night …perhaps 2 am in the morning..
And yet the menace of the years/
Finds and shall find me unafraid
