After Death

When death shows itself

We do realise the meaning of life

Having thought of ourselves

As stronger than death

As eternal as faith

And as invincible as hulk

We realise how fickle is life

When death shows itself

We let go of our bondage

And fly towards a new age

A new carriage awaits

A new vision portraits

Pray Death, when you shall come for me

Take me to the land of serenity

Where my Lord dances in all eternity

Where my Lord shall keep me happy

Free and Free

Loved and rescued!

Say Death, when you come for my close ones

Keep them close to your warmth

Show them not your great dearth

Let them feel like liberated souls

Let them never hear my painful calls!

When innocence is lost in dreams~~~~

When I was yet a small girl

With innocence and locks all curled

I set out on an adventure

Down to a land with no measure

There, as I wandered, lonely

I begot of a state so dreamy

Gazing down in a swamp

My eyes lit up like a lamp

For the water turned

And my reality churned

In the waters, I saw fairies

Dancing to the tunes of great melodies

Happy and carefree

They were all so sugary

Watching them, I became full of envy

And wanted to give them company

So I cried out and put on a pout

But upon hearing my shout

They faded in the depths

And I died, yearning for my breath!

Life lived

But I breathed

Like a corpse, in search of the mystical

In search of this world, so real!

My Own Treasure Chest

While walking on a sunny beach

I suddenly gave out a screech

For my feet tapped

Down to a dark trap

It was none other than a chest

Written on it was, for the best

I opened it at last at dusk

And wowed at its fragrance of musk

A gem was placed in it

Colored bright and pulsating like a spirit

Full of life, it spoke

Thou must not take me for a joke

For I have the portal

I am the one so magical

With me, you shall travel

All over the universe O sheer Marvel

Keeping the gem safe

Finding in it hidden solace

My treasured chest became my grace

And became my most precious mace!

Tangled Vines

O Fate
Why do you run late
Past, Present and Future
Like tangled vines
You keep me in bondage
Bonded in a life of slavery
Bonded like Sisyphus
Bonded like Ahab
To an aim so precious
Like Narcissus
In love with his image
Such do I see this adage
Even if fate
Past, Present and Future
Like tangled vines
Blows me up like mines
Shatters me up like glass panes
Lovely twists
Hateful twists
All are my own dues!
Yet, I shall wage this battle
And be like the shepherd's cattle
Till shall come the time
To shed my disguise
And be the lone wolf
Mistress of her own fate!

Only in his arms shall I~~~~

When closed are mine eyes

I can see only those butterflies

Surrounding me and my prince

Ouch, a wake up back does wince!

A great man, all white in beard

All acclaimed and well feared

He speaks with the sound of thunder

And glares at the sight of blunder

Should you ever wonder

Who is mine own wonder

Why? He is in my heart

Kept as a secret sweetheart

That one great man, so well known

For him, I shall go to those ways still unknown

Someone I cannot name

For so great is his fame

Such a man do I admire

As my own identical peer

Such a man I shall dance with

Even if to have a dance shall have me in grieve

A tango, a waltz or even a slow

Whichever style the melody will flow

In him I shall lose my stricture

And bear with his own pleasure!

Talking to Myself

Youth

Years spent in giggling

Seeing not any meaning

Not even in studying

Nor in dutiful praying

Nor in fervent believing

O youth, you are spent

Bent and in torment

Lost in your own world

One in which you behold

Your own self, that of a star

The Elder

Wise are now your eyes

Suffered with agony and cries

Realization did dawn

Life is mourn

Meant to be catered with caution

Never to be taken as an easy accommodation

In order to get

You need to fret

And give,

Even if you have to grieve!

The Dead

Left is your physical being

Your name is recalled by every being

Your footsteps you have left

Your life resounded with faith

Blessed or cursed

None thinks of your as accursed

Acclaimed in your absence

Now they envy your essence

One different in its kind

With glorious beauty and witty mind!

Give me your meaning~~~~

O life, to you is this new song

For you are made of one huge throng

Yet, walking in your midst

I feel so alone, devoid of any jist!

O life, pray tell me your meaning

I can see not any of your aim

If you are not made of eternal feeling

So easily, you are and you cease, how lame!

O life, broken and shattered

In my mirror, I see only a being so battered

Without your illusion of beauty and gain

Surely, surely, gone would be my pain!

O life, I await, the time of your end, patient

As a parrot waiting for its eggs to hatch, with a love so ardent!

Day One~~~~

Day One of my wait Should I call out to Fate My Knight's new mission Would surely last till after the intermission Day Two I cried some more My eyes were red and sore Now life would mean crying encore For the time when pain would be out in my store Day Three showed a new dawn No more will I be a pawn I began to relish the smell of the lawn For freedom asked me not to mourn Day Four saw an emancipated spirit No more pitiful and misfit Now heavy boulders do I lift Such is surely a God's gift Day Five saw the return of my knight He had with him a new sight A maiden who gave me such a fright Her agony, her bondage called for a new insight!