Dreams Assassinated

You mash them like a bar of chocolate.

The sweetest and the most exquisitely wrapped,

The child inside me throws a tantrum.

You scream at it and shut her up.

Tears roll. You think I’m Matilda.

Cheeks redden but your stone heart won’t melt.

A life threatening turn taken for time indefinite,

Wishes and hopes seem redundant,

It did happen this time as well.

I stand on the edge of a slippery cliff.

The valley doesn’t scare me.

Matilda is dead and so is the child within.

You slit its throat in your fit of rage.

Don’t beckon it. It’s never coming back.

Pray, you give me that push,

Let me experience the free fall,

Destiny’s gravity.

A fish-bowl called “Life”

I saw two little fish in a clear bowl

Happily did they swim and whirl and snug

She blew kiss bubbles to her charming soul

"You're my world!” he said, giving her a hug!

Day broke only when her glass eyes twinkled

Morning for him was yawns, coffee and smoke

Droplets of water she smiled and sprinkled

"It's already noon!" with a jolt he awoke

A dazzling beauty cranky and adamant

"Why do you love me?" she angrily asked

Infuriated by his reply blunt

She brought in bitter memories of past

"Our honeymoon phase is over..." wept she

"No more a red rose and cute little gift"

"Get over it now! You are twenty three!!!"

Crystal eyes splashed tears, she was indeed miffed

"Go away!" her loud shriek frightened the skies

Her sweet heart flew into a mighty rage

"An exclamation such would be unwise

For I'm a human too, and not a sage...

Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll

I want you as my understanding wife

Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul"

By then, she was out with her verbal knife...

They fought till the tired sun took a dip

Exhausted, they finally felt sick

"This was trivial!" he bit into a chip

"I know it was!" her reply was so quick

The lazy moon awoke from a soft cloud

And cheered the two stupid little souls

"We will never fight", they vainly avowed

And calmly returned to their crystal bowls...

All those who are in a relationship,

This is my see-saw-like, fun-filled story

Fight like cats and dogs, but never give up

For Aphrodite's charm is what brings us glory...

Color Poison

I can see a bright ray

It pierces through my dream

Does it bring soothing hope?

No! It's just a betraying beam.

Faith hath lost faith in me

Promises like ripples

Thoughts like waves

Surface and repulse

Only to fade away

Your touch, it's fake

I want to break out of your hold;

Oh chameleon! go away

My heart flutters, my glance cold

You are known to change color

Hues of joy, shades of a rainbow.

But you sink your nails into me

Stimulating the poisonous flow

Vile insect! What hath thou done?

"What's done cannot be undone"

The venom speaks;

I'm Lady Macbeth, you're my Duncan.

The dagger sinks, I hear your shrieks

I bathe in your blood

I swim and I transform

In that emblemic flood...

Sweet Lies

Morning broke like a pomegranate crack
The lazy sun rose from its cloudy bed
You brushed away my curls shiny black
“I’m falling for you”, you candidly said.

Locked and secure in your arm
I dreamt of things I now regret
Enticed by your venomous charm
Your spurious words, I still can’t forget.

Your heavy breath oddly exciting
I longed for those soft kisses
Cute talks, isolated corners were delighting
Moments my silly heart reminisces.

Never knew it was always about lust
I truly loved and shared
Destroyed in the carnival of rust
Somewhere I knew you never cared.

Chronicles of a broken doll

You fell in love when you first saw me

But I was owned by your best friend

You couldn’t find the same one anywhere

You decided to steal

He probably knows about it.

Adorned with jewels and brocades

I felt like a queen

You took me in your arm every night

You couldn’t sleep without me

Slowly, other things grabbed your attention

And you didn’t pamper me anymore

You played with me when you wanted to

I spent the rest of my time in the showcase

You threatened to dispose me off

If I didn’t stop fighting

I just wanted to play with you all the time

Then one day you were so furious

You banged my face against the wall

Crushed it

That wasn’t enough.

You lit a fire

And held me over it

I melted

Evil tongues licked delicate droplets of wax

You grinned; I could see the sparkle in your eye

I only smiled.

On her sadness

Right from the day of her first cry,
Not a single drop of happiness did she drink
Life flew away like a feather so dry,
Sadness and agony made her heart sink.

Ruptured was the seed of her destiny
A family no one would expect in dreams
Orthodoxy and superstitions ruined everything
And killed the joy by many other means;

Sympathised was she by the whole world
But there was reluctance in giving her a helping hand
The current of life just passed through
Leaving her life in Eliot’s Waste Land…

Tears roll down as she lies on her death bed
Due to the perilous “Cancer”
Last stage it is that she reaches today
Nothing can now save her…

Her cloud did not have a silver lining
It was a dull, dark ball of misfortune
The sufferings she endured are irrevocable
The background being – a melancholy tune…

On a withered flower did the poor butterfly land
No one to console, everyone showering mercy,
No one can predict tomorrow,
For the verdict lies with the great HE…

As I pass her cursed house
My heart grieves to see the wilted flower
The lovely girl with a colorless life
Over who the dangerous predators hover…

I pray for a soothing life
Holy Lord – please don’t test her anymore,
Make her a path of fragrant flowers
From earth to the heaven door…

A Journey from the Womb

He is in my impulsive blood,
Since the time I was conceived.
He preached love for months nine,
In a womb serene as heaven
So is ‘Life’ a voyage from heaven to heaven?
Or is its beauty the kingdom of the sky?

I could feel the world I was unborn to,
But yet, with that welcome came a morbid fear…
People asked her how I was, softly feeling her womb,
Her blush metamorphosing into angelic butterflies
The tense ones, the curious ones…
Waiting for this phase to pass by
So that she could at once, see me…

Deep inside it was dark and secure
The internal turmoil however was unavoidable…
This fair lady spoilt me since then
And still cannot stop pampering me…

I never knew I needed her
But she always needed me
To help me grow into a strong woman,
To encourage me for whatever I would embark on.
There’s spirituality divine in her lucid touch,
Her innocent kiss, her emotional hug,
Her tinkling laughter and also
In her softly ticking heart
I am blessed by ‘His’ presence
My Lord—God disguised as My Mother…