In remembrance of slave trade and its abolition

Slave

Bonded into forced captivity

My vision has turned all bloody

Though I glance up at the heavens

I find no answers to my questions

Hey God, is this the reward you give

To those who rejoice in your messiah?

Is this how I shall breathe?

Pray, pray, cure me of this evil militia!

Master

Mighty is my power

Accept that which has been chosen

Written it is  in the book of fate

To serve me forever

Is your life's very meaning, o lamenting mate!

Take not your choices as being frozen

Relish, relish of your imposed destiny

Toil! you surely must, for your place is here in my sanctuary!

Freedom at last

Breathe, breathe, my children

Rejoice of your dance in my garden

All men are born equal

All men must enjoy my carousal

Forgive the past

Learn from it, to have not a recast

Today, exalted is my breath,

Slavery; an evil practice; has met with its death!

Revelations~~~~

The world does turn around
The secret will be found
Yet none will see the shaking ground
When destruction will abound

Evil being the prime nature
Inherent in each and every creature
Life without it, is surely a defeature
For the world revolves round this feature

So come blind fools
Come and learn the rules
Existence has it in books
It has me stuck in hooks

Love instead
And be well bred
For though the light is now bright
Someday, it shall reveal your true plight!

My Secret Garden~~~~~

When I was still a cute toddler

I wished to remain a child forever

When I became a child of nine

I wished to be a powerful witch of the night

When I turned into a dreamy adolescent

I wished for a lover who would grab for me, the moon's crescent

When I turned into an irresponsible adult

I wished for a charmer who was filled with love and not with lust

When I found that which gives me joy

I made of it my horse of troy

Pleasing and pleasurable at the same time

It was surely worth more than a dime

Now I am lost in my bliss, my solace

Revealed not to the world's blank face

Meant to imbibe humanity with their lost faith

It emanates from the Lord's playful breath

Made into my own secret garden

I hide there, when all around me, everything is barren!

When I shall turn into fumes and dust

 Pray, may my joys put you to rest!

To my Nephew!

A little bundle of warmth

A little bundle so cuddly

Dawning at the very beginning of this month

Bringing a smile on our lips, so charmingly!

Hello World, say Hi to my nephew

He is already one of the lucky few

To be someday the one of his own kind

Ceremoniously, tonight, I shall have some wine!

A bundle of joy bringing hope

To his charisma, we shall all cope

For he is the one to give me a new title

An aunty I am, so emotional yet so cheerful!

Hence I congratulate the happy parents

Wish you both many more wonderful events!

When it shall come~~~

How weird is this which is known as life

Living it, we ask not where it comes from, our breath

Our meaning, sometimes joyous, sometimes full of strife

It shall come to its dawning only at the sorrowful time of death

A time when I shall come to realize

The extent to which life is illusory

O Death, you shall open my eyes

O Death, you shall reveal to me life's secrecy

While  waiting for your solemn visit to mark my end

I write to you a short letter, O Death

Through my lines, I reach out and hold your hand

Pray, I wish to be taken to the land of the Eternal Self

There, the Eternal Lord, all beauteous and glorious

Shall keep me by his side forever, as I have been till now, all courteous!