Funerals and farewells

Your confession did not
bring back my life

Your tears if true,
some solace it tried

Your children - no difference
to me they made

Mine were orphaned,
and still remain.

Your faith, my faith
were both the same

But my friend our mighty God,
in this - had no say.

My kabar had no garlands,
no processions my way

It had bits of me though
(nothing much remained)

Yes, I've forgiven you
for taking me away

But if you'd walked free,
a thousands may rise again

For they have no religion,
no Gods you will find

Only terror holds the reins
to their sadistic minds.

RIP APJ

Never seen you in my life

Was never blessed to have.

Only read your words 

Words which moved minds. 

Yet can’t stop my tears

Can’t bid you goodbye

True father to our nation

These tears remain, unwiped

Come back

Someone broke your heart

Someone will mend it too

Take it all with zest -

For we live, at his behest.

You have friends, true.

A family through all blues.

You may cry for a while

For now, we abide.

The sun will soon shine –

Your tears too will dry

Your lone, trampled mind

Will also unwind.

Do then, come back

To us, with a happy self

You are too precious a gift

To be left bereft.

Earthquake

Fear of the unknown

Looms above me

Dark times are imminent

It warns, silently

I feel its footsteps pound

A discordant march breaking the grounds.

Shake it off, they curtly say

I try my best, but it stays

The earth swiftly shudders from beneath

Torn bodies are strewn ahead rapidly!

I grab what I could call mine

IDs, to my broken mind

Nothing’s left for you here

Nothing’s left of you here

Had I really seen it come by?

Were there any signs I’d denied?

When your world is shaken, you’d believe

There was a lot you could’ve done, in grief

But, who am I to take a call?

We are all petty mortals, after all. 

Void voices

I wish you were on my speed dial

Only a phone call away

I wish I could hear your voice

And hug your tall frame.

I wish I could bother you

With the silliest of complaints

I wish I could turn to you

And be assured I was safe

I wish I remembered you often

Not just when I'm in pain

I wish your memories stayed

And not fade off with each day

I wish you would coarsely tell me

I'm here - things will change!

Daddy, I wish you were somewhere - alive

So I could stop posting poems and fly.

Pick me

If when at my worst, 
I still treat you like my best - 
Pick me, from the rest.