a love song

I sat below the maple tree
with cherry blossoms on my fingertips
the wind bringing the scent of love
a smile on my sun kissed face

I dreamt of my handsome prince
who came on his stallion black
stood on the olive green grass
a rose in his manly hands

I woke up when I felt the rain
sprinkling on my visage so soft
dazzled was I,to see my prince
sleeping on my downy lap

I stroked his hair and kissed his cheek
a song on my wistful lips
of trees and birds and all things blond
cry of joy on my eyes so light...

auschwitz...

The phantoms of Auschwitz
singing out their hearts,
On top of the world they stood,
their heads held high,
looked back to see life's traumatic blizzard
hitting them hard,
the avalanche of buried memories
filled the air,
they sang a song of death,
of hopes and dreams,
they saw the streams of bullets rising above
from the rifles of fate,
that never shook their courage,
still they kept singing
glories to the trinity,
to wash away their sins ...

hurdles of a troubled mind

The wind came and whispered into my ear
the battle I fought for a year
the truth was bitter my dear
misery making you drop a tear


I basked in the sun's glory
that led me to write a story
about a life that's dark and gory
and I knew I was sorry


I saw my life in dreams
that came up as gleams
but I always woke up in screams
with my ogles in streams


I looked back and saw the eyes
that reminded me of all the lies
that never made me wise
in a world that never dies...

requiem for a dream..

In the rain,she slept,
on the road,where strangers never met,
lightening flashing on her breast,
mud splashing on her face,
thunder not moving her a bit,
she lay there still,
waiting for him ,
pleading silently for his return,
but truth was bitter,
it struck her so hard,
but she loved the pain,
the pain which cleansed her heart,
reprimanding her sins
made her love life,
even when she was a child,
happiness scared her and
she ran away from all,
she knew she would lose them
but her courage always surprised her,
courage to destroy her own life,
she cried alone at nights,
her sobs drowning in the rain,
restlessness keeping her alive
thoughts driving her insane,
memories burning her soul,
liberation is what she sought,
requiem for a dream she lived...

broken lives

Rendezvous with the broken mirror,
melancholic as it may look,
shades of sorrow on every shattered piece,
tragedy of errors reflecting on them.
I piled them up in a heap so big
and made a vow to put them back
with faith and hope was what I planned
but white lies was all I had,
little did I know that the pieces were fake,
so I polished them with a bright new wish,
I tried to make them look so good
and put them back on the wall so big,
stared at it for eternal bliss,
and it showed me the moment of truth,
mended things would never be the same...

stung by love

She put her head on his bleeding chest,
strokes of her hair on his trembling hands,
made him think of the good old days,
where love of his life was all that he had,
her sweet smile was the air that he breathed,
every morning he woke up with the pain,
he wanted her more with every step he took,
kisses and touch that made him crave for more,
but life had taught him pretty good lessons,
that angels were nothing but devils with wings,
whores of heaven that played with hearts,
but yet he loved the gal that was her,
as pure as the child that was hiding inside her,
mannat of heaven flowing through her soul,
made him want to live for more,
memories lingered on forever and ever,
till eternity came and closed his eyes...

confessions....

I walked down the sandy shore,
As lonely as I ever was,
with sea shells and the rippling waves,
washing down my feet so wet,
Hair let loose and skin so cold,
my mind was lost with the haunting clouds,
The moonlit eyes stared at me,
Beckoning me to free my soul,
I knew I was good,but life isn't just,
my heart was wrecked,
with the things I had done,
Forgiveness was there
but I don't need it twice,
I had to go for it was time,
The eyes were there,still watching me,
seeing me strip my soul naked,
the waves went wild seeing me sing,
the troubles and grievance of my life galore,
I saw the eyes coming for me,
but running away was not my choice,
I stood right there to face my plight ,
It lashed at me with the belt of guilt,
made me drink the weed it bled,
not a drop blocked my gaze,
smile was there on my lifeless lips,
uttering pleas for more and more,
anointing life's colors all dull...