Her

It reminded her of herself ~
the sea.
Its turmoils, its peace.
How the waves rushed to claim what was theirs
But at the shores, just crashed instead -
As if in an after thought
Or simply giving up in distraught!
Only to recoil and reconcile -
To gain more strength, for another try.

The sea was crazy -
Some days calm,
some days upbeat.
Sometimes embracing those
who came in respite,
Guarding their secrets
in her profound mind.
Yet at times betraying men
and claiming their lives.

It was shades of herself she saw,
When she looked into the sea -
Turbid, yet clear
Poignant, with cheer.
Emotions, a myriad
Saw, those who sought.
It never dawned on these
When a mirror
they look into, deep
It was their reflections
they'd see -
And not her indeed.

She sat by the blue waves
Who beat their heads in disgrace.
She smiled at their misery
Which was, but momentary.
As they kissed her feet
Before their hasty retreat.
Deadly, yet fending
Dark, yet forgiving
She loved the sea,
for it was she.

Dreamland

She loved her dreams. 
Where she was herself ~
With no pretenses. No praises.
No biases. No prejudice. 

She longed for dark confines,
and waited for long nights. 
Walked cheerfully into solitudes
and her fictitious reality, to hide.

She knew she strayed 

in her fairy-tales. 

But she chose to stay

and keep it that way.

She kept her head high,
Her gaze straight and wide-eyed 

It was her fantasy world

with no gavels, juries, or lies.

The line seemed blurred 

Between myth and true times. 

But she knew it distinct

as the real world made her cry. 

She rubbed her teary eyes

And shut them close and tight

Her dreamland was now her life

And there was no coming back!

Dawn

Come to me once -

When I am in my grave

Having craved and craved

For you to touch me

Heal my heart -

Cradle my face

To tell me that you loved me too,

And longed to hold me, close.

Until a while longer -

This song shall go on.

I will wait, until dawn ~

Until then, I will hold on.

Spare me now,

Don’t care for me now.

Come to me, then -

When I’m dead and gone.

Friend

Does the sun make you shine and rains make you smile?
You can be my friend, do come by sometime!

Love to watch the blue waves, gloomily crash by?
Then why wait, rush! Come, sit by my side!

Does music, melancholy, bring a tear to your eye?
Then, come let's weep, let's sing, let's cry!

Does the climb look steep, would you rather not go high?
Come, hold my hand, let me help you fly!

Do you want to give up, and halt this tiring ride?
Don't stop yet, let's give this one more try!

Does the burden overwhelm, would you rather just hide?
Let me help you unload and rest it for a while.

Does the world seem lonely, would you rather die?
Let me take you to a fairyland with green pastures and blue skies.

Or are you just a happy soul, looking to heal my kind?
Welcome to my home. My doors are open wide!

Flower

I hate it that I'm a flower.
A flower —
Which blossoms, with your gaze
as you hold me close.
Or withers away in haste
when you pay no heed.

I hate it that I'm a flower
which blooms or dooms
at your pace.

I wish I could be more like you —
A bee,
which simply steals
and stealthily keeps moving
from one to another in glee,
with no memory
of flowers like me.

Sunshine

I see a lot of me in you -

In the way you come up, to gasp for breath
Before life drags you down, to her deeper depths.

The way you gaze, at troubles coming your way
Take a moment to get war ready, and engage.

One moment you crumble, weeping like a child
Only to shake it off, to challenge and defy

You search for a shelter, to unload, to rest
Yet walk away from any inn, that'd take in a guest

The reluctance to give in, the grit to prove yourself
The impatience at failures, the selflessness, amidst hell

The longingness to find two arms to hold you in embrace
Keep you tucked in, as you'd pretend to break away

The unshed tears, the unsaid words
The unwavering hope, to persist despite falls

The half-hearted efforts to desist any emotions
Yet hoping against hope for someone to break walls, and walk in

Your kindness that puts smiles, on weary faces
Yet you lock yourself into a myriad of mazes!

I see a lot of me, in you
I look into mirrors and see you smile, amidst blues!

I wish I could hold you and whisper, my dear
The sun will shine soon, I know, as I've been there too!

Adulthood

I wish I were a child...

Who could love
abundantly.
Who knows no right
nor wrong.
Who'd heed to none
when chided.
Who'd hold no grudges,
no memories.
Who'd fall into
slumbers deep.
And see each day new,
with no history.
Who'd grab and run
what the mind desired.
Drop it mid way
for something new to acquire.

I wish I were a child...

Who'd lighten up minds
and smile from within.
Give as much as I receive
Take all, hate none.
Demand what I'd want
Clasp to my heart what I'd won.
Give away, guilt free
And suddenly long for some.
Who knows no death
Nor lust, nor birth.
Nor games, nor blame
Nor judge, nor care.
Who'd run into open arms
Whether friend or foe.
Who gave second chances
or even three, yet kept no count.

I wish I were a child...
who'd whisper in my ears, that
I'm doing adulthood just fine...
And that I've fared well so far!