The Ides of March are gone~~~

The Ides of March are gone
Still,
My mind remains confused
My heart remains bruised
Sometimes my soul does flutter
But then,
It easily shuts down its shutter
Wishing to keep itself focused on the real
On that which is not for real
At least not in this world
At least not for those with the blinded vision

Aimless, senseless!
That is how I see my walk here
Aimless except to have as reason, love
True and sincere love
Genuine and pure
Love for my bright days
Love for my dark side
Love for my ugly face
Love for my sweet smile
Love for what I am made of
For it has been given by the Lord

So far,
I see it not, this purity
So far
It is always tainted with selfish motives
The seekers of perfection
Often get lost in their own illusion
In the meantime,
The Ides of March are gone
Gone for a whole year
Gone somewhere called the past

My eyes tend to see now,
Only the future,
Only the tomorrow
Hoping it shall be rid of sorrow
Hoping, my heart shall continue to flutter!

From the mind to the heart~~~

Shall I say to my poor heart

Pray, keep still

Have you not learnt from the past

That you should not jump so fast

You might lose your way

And break into a thousand pieces

You might bleed 

You might even lose your creed

Shall I say thus to my heart

Should it be that life starts to rhyme with love

Fragrant is the smell of love

Peaceful is its vision

Sometimes it is imbibed with treason

Sometimes it happens for no reason

Sometimes it is simply meant to be

Sometimes it fades off without even beginning!

Keep yourself still and steady

For the unexpected, keep yourself ready

The aim might be genuine, so, pray, do smile

Such is needed to walk the blessed mile!

I shall guide you,

I am, after all, the mind

Without which life and its seasons would be a mystery

Without me love itself would be misunderstood!

The Queen and the Angel

Last I heard, the Queen was in love

Would you believe it? 

A cruel Queen, in love 

With an angel she did meet

While she was all hazy with his scents

He promised her a new beginning

He promised her love and he was all decent

His eyes were enough to reveal this opening

Never did he use words

Never did she show her swords

Yet, she does feel scared

For her heart has not yet been repaired

I intend to keep myself tuned

To the melodies the Queen would be tuned

For with love comes only pain

She had felt it once with great disdain

Yet, angels are of no harm

They always do have a charm

This one managed to melt our Queen

Let us hope she does remain, in her duties, all serene

The last words of the saint~~~

Why do you cry?
Asked the dying saint
Why do you cry for me
I am going
I am flying
I have reached that gate
That for which I have yearned for a whole lifetime
I shall not cry
I shall not lament
I do lose my life, true
I have lived poor and uneducated, true
But of what use is all of material wealth
To my free and pure soul

My conscience
My spirit
That which is made of God
It does not need anything
Other than the mercy of the Lord
Other than the love of the Lord
A saint I am
Having lived through spirituality
Saddened at the bestiality of this world
Happy at last, to leave its twisted paths

If you want to see what I see
Should you want to get what I got
Why?
It's easy
Yearn with all your heart
Yearn with truth in your soul
Seek that which cannot be seen by the naked eyes
Open your mind
I shall wait for you
I shall myself open those gates
When your bells shall chime
You shall yourself make another rhyme
For all of humankind to read
For all of humankind to enjoy
Remember
Nothing remains here
Someday, like me, you shall lose your breath!
I hope,
Like me
You shall feel free
To leave without any bondage!

Life Tonight~~~

Life,

Cars flying by on lit roads at night

People swarming the malls

Offices opening and closing their doors

Mechanically

On a routine, daily

As if life has been understood

As if life is here and now

As if life is to be as such

Life, 

Lust, anger, greed, jealousy

Hurt feelings,

Sexual satisfaction

Cruel intents

Selfish and egoistic means

Life,

Sorrowful music

Broken promises

Transient feelings

Life,

Taken for granted

By those who complain

By those ungrateful

Never happy with that which they have

That which the Lord bestowed on them

Shall I say to them

It is all so temporary

Be not so bent

Be not so obsessed

When your eyes will open up

You shall realise

You shall remember

You shall see

No more as a blinded fool

But as an enlightened being

Life

Meant to be as such

For a purpose

Have you ever doubted it?

Tell me

Or are you so engulfed in what you do

In what you want

In what you have

That you care not to count stars

That your heart beats not

When you realise that someday you shall be with God

Life,

A journey

A passage

A walk through a world

A world so sick

That it no longer can think!

The Day I Stepped To the Other Side~~~~

Something cold touched me

It roused me from my sleep

My body was already hot and burning

I saw it not

I heard it not

I only felt it

Cold fingers pulling my wrist

Pulling me towards the door

Pulling me outside

To have a lonely midnight walk

Pleasing was the breeze

Thankfully, there was not a soul in sight

They might think I am a witch

Even a lunatic

To walk around naked

At the clock's strike of midnight

Silent was the night

A big moon hung above my head

So huge, I thought it would swallow me

Somewhere in the meadows, I  heard fairies partying

The cold fingers pushed me in a golden lake

It was so real, yet, it seemed so fake

When I jumped in

Instead of feeling cold

I relished the hot water

The cold fingers touched my whole body

Cold lips kissed me lustily

I worried not about who might be this alien body

Enjoying, rather, its burning desire

Enjoying being taken for an object of desire!

I never saw his face

I never saw his form

I know not his name

I know not whether he is divine

Or whether he is evil

I only hoped the sun would no more shine

I only wished the night would last forever

So that I may be the only Queen of the night

I never knew when my soul was taken

Ripped out of my body, for no more was I to be human

I stepped to the other side

With my  knight, I still am enjoying an eternal ride

My body was found deep down the lake

Cried and remembered by those who loved me

Never did I care to look back

Never did I think of when I was yet a maiden

The land of eternity is seducing

It is made of flowers and gardens

There, I live, I fly, I sing, I love

There, I can do nothing other than, be!

My Escape~~~

Dreamy becomes my mood

When I dive into fairy tales

Be they Cinderalla's or Robin Hood's

In these worlds, with ecstasy I do inhale

Surely, you would want to know why,

Well, sour and dark is this reality

Dark and dull is its sky

Even if promises it makes in materialism

Have you read the news?

Do you have an opinion on society

Would you try your best

Tell me, would you try to bring out the good in humanity?

I would love to walk free

Without any fright

For my body, for my precious body

That which carries my soul, is frail and easily broken!

I would love to feel free

Free to love,

Free to choose

Free to be, simply!

So, to escape it all,

I dive in fairy tales

There, I can become my own Queen

Ruler of all that is pure and pristine!

If I had to live a tale,

I would choose to be Ariel

A mermaid, having for habitat the sea

Finding true love and suffering at it!

If love does not rhyme with pain

Why, it is not even for real

Selfish and egoistic it is

Seeking to please only itself!

Such I learnt from the great romances

When I yet a still a child experimenting with love

Wiser, I now choose to love myself

Better it is than to be always broken!