The river of belief~~~

Why does it keep blowing me away
From it I do try and try to keep away
Yet, I cannot get it out of my mind
Without it, I feel like a woman, all maimed and all blind!

Do you wonder about what I refer to
Do you think I mean to talk about works of voodoo
Or about the power of status
Do you really think I am a girl who worries about such stuff

I talk about the reason the world exists
The reason why some men choose to walk around with closed fists
The meaning of life
The meaning of having some form of belief!

See you any truth in the holy scriptures
Believe you that life be a mistake of circumstance
Believe you in it being only a mere coincidence
That man is over and above all of God's measures!

Once, I was a non believer
I swam, happily in the sinful river
Till the mystery of belief blew me away
Since then, I still crave for such a ray!

Today, I do write of holy wisdom
Somewhere, up in the skies, lies another kingdom
Somewhere my spirit shall fly to
Somewhere where life and death takes their form hereunto!

The world as such~~~

See you how blue and shiny is the world
See you how how beautiful it is
How absolutely breathtaking
Magnificent and dreamy

I walk its roads though in deep regret
I wish I chose not this place to be born
Here, everything starts and everything ends
Here, a solid pavement can be in fact the moving sands

Treading my life, I still am never at ease
As the years go by, I still do not know what is it that I am seeking
As it is, all that I have wanted, I did not get
Such did make me amass for myself, loads of self pity!

Read you the books of spirituality
Believe you in the God of creation
Life surely transgresses
With faith, I choose not to mess!

A world of fake promises, bringing forth a scary illusion
A world fooling me with accurate precision
Watching life go by, I choose to take a deep breath
Someday, it shall all begin somewhere, with the help of death!

A Diamond in the Rough

On my way home from work everyday,
I always see the one from whom everyone keeps at bay
She is a young woman,
Not more than thirty and ten

She would sit on the sidewalk
And, to more than a many folks, would have a talk
She would flirt,
Not caring if her clothes were made of dirt!

She was feared and she was, most of the times, ignored
Everyone would walk her by and say, oh what a bore
Everyone saw in her youth, and laziness
For she could very well earn for a living and be a princess

Yet, no one ever guessed the truth about her
She was the one to have given to the Lord as an offer
She once asked the Lord to create Earth
Here, living seems to be like a passage to death!

Poverty, abuse, sins, demons, all abound
All create a world one would not be willing to crown
The Lord saw through her wisdom
He agreed to make of Earth, a divine kingdom!

For that, she would have to show him the true side of humanity
By sitting and watching everyone around
She showed Him, the essence of this world's bestiality
And soon the Lord agreed to erase, from her face, her sullen frown!

A diamond she was, such a one lost in the rough
A gem she was indeed, made to save the Earth
Glory be to the fallen soul
Glory be to the one who gave out a divine call!

When the clock strikes midnight~~~

When the clock strikes midnight,

When so late it is in the night

I usually rouse from my sleep

And enjoy some  moments of grace, with my own friends of keep!

Fairies, goblins, elves, leprechauns, why maybe even the devil

They all come out from under my bed, 

And do bid time to keep still

In their games, they keep me all attracted!

From midnight till the early hours of dawn

I forget that I need to sleep, why I even forget to yawn

We sup, laugh, love and dance

A waltz, a tango,  all forms of art do flow in great abundance!

With their magic sticks, fairies allow us to make noise

Without anyone getting to know our poise

With their tricks, goblins and elves, have me holding my breath

With their watchful eyes, leprechauns keep my bedroom, from spies, safe!

Sad I really am, when they bid me goodbye

Teary is my heart as I watch them, fly to the sky

Hopefully, say I to myself, they shall come back tonight

Hopefully it was not a dream I made at the strike of midnight!

I did it my way~~~

There came a time, when i was given the choice

Either walk alone and be happy, or

Follow the crowd and pretend to rejoice

Even if such an act shall make me all sore!

I braved the impossible, I learnt to say no

No to the practice of false marriages

No to the illusory life they promise, filled with sorrow

No, said I, I wish not to have my life filled with pretentious pages

I did learn to walk alone

Though such did make me a lonely drone

As time went by, I emerged as a stronger woman

A woman with an iron rod in her heart, surely a unique one!

As time went by, I learnt to know myself,

I am the one in love with the Lord of Stealth

I am the one Queen of poetry

I did it my way, and today, I do feel pleased at my own bravery!

Break up Letter~~~

Dear Prince Charming,
The one who was really heart warming
This is a letter to inform you that we are breaking up
As you are always away, I feel compelled to take this step!

You have had me really fooled
After a chat with you, my temper was never cooled
Always were you the one with the male ego
Really, how could you believe I would be, like the pink flamingo

Always keeping mum, Always keeping dumb
Behaving as the ancient girlfriend, the one with the do already in the tomb!
So here is a breakup letter
I wish you out of my life, for, forever!

Love is not a season
Love needs not even any reason
But love means understanding, it means holding my hand
And you only expected what I would give you in return!

Dear Charmer, I need more than I can give
In your sensational looks, you only did believe
Pray, do get lost, I wish not to see your face
I only wish now, to enjoy my own space!

The expanse of my soul

When you ask what is it that stirs my soul
Why, I have no words to tell you about it all
Except that, in my soul, lies hope
I do hope that someday,
Somewhere even, life is understood as being but a play!

Hope that somehow, life and love can be mixed up
That the lion and the rabbit together can sup
That God has at last opened His eyes
That He has heard the world's cries
And that I can walk safe, even all alone, on a dark road!

If you ask me what is it that stirs my soul
Why, I shall tell you that is what I believe to be my own call
The reason I took birth
If not to imbibe my peers with faith
At least, I do have the opportunity to bring them to good sense!

If not to show them the reason to love
Even if I am denied of its meaning
At least I can show them how to live with its being
How to be brave
In a world which is heading towards its own grave!

My soul is so old, so bold
In its expanse, the entire world can be fold
Probably it is even older than creation
So what stirs it, is none other than the mysterious
None other than the power and ways of the Lord, so gracious!

A fatal poison~~~

I saw in it some sense of reason
Surprised indeed I was
When I was faced with treason!
Surely, surely, the battle took place not on Mars!

How totally gross
So much of fuss
For a dose of fatal poison
A dose certainly out of season!

A sip of it,
Working on me bit by bit
I found myself trapped
In a mess, I found myself not rapt!

The cure lay at arm's reach
For its use, the moral laws do still preach
Keep away from all that can be fatal
Or you shall soon find yourself in denial!

I saw in the fatal poison some sense of reason
Was I drowning in the sea of illusion?
Was I made of blindness
Was I even numb when it seeped in my flesh?

Fatalists can always pretend to be idealists
Yet, they always turn out to be like terrorists
Cold and stony, 
 Pretending to be not dreary! 

Ariel or Me~~~~

I often think of myself as being a mermaid
For I am indeed none other than love's maid
I guess my name should have been Ariel
Of all the mystical creatures, I can be the only belle!

A knight passed me by
He showed me a colorful sky
And left me panting for more
With wounds on my heart, so sore!

Like Ariel, I was once ready to die for love
Like Ariel, I still do not know of what I am made of
Like Ariel, I am now but abandoned to my own fate
Like Ariel, I have never been seen by mine own mate

A mermaid is none other than an object of beauty
Being not understood is indeed life's cruelty
Mysterious and mystical
Her end can only be ironical

Deep down in my heart,
I still keep a fanciful wish
I do still yearn for the past
It is gone, yet, that past I do still cherish!

The pain of dying for the sake of love unfulfilled
Why, only a creature of the sea could so feel
A mermaid, Ariel, or myself, a being of mystery
In pain, always here to make the world, turn so dreamy!

Words of Love~~~

I wish to write of love
As if I was the Queen of Egypt
I wish not to know whether you do or do not approve
Of my own success in this attempt

For love once did flower in my heart
At that time, I believed in being someday a sweetheart
Little did I know that the world is cruel
Little did I know that love is found only at the brothel

A pure heart, strong feelings, true intentions
All of these mattered not to the beloved
Of course, for himself only he cared
And made of me a loser, lost in my own illusions!

I set out to write of love
As if I was the Queen of Egypt
But my verses are safe in a secret crypt
Shall you decipher them, why, you must surely be from up above!

Love flows with innocence,
Love moves like a dance
Having a beginning, and ending at a point
Love keeps one always in want!

Scary Moments

There are times when, faced with the shadows

I realize the need to kneel on all fours

To ask for redemption, for salvation

Why for even a ray of liberation

Only God can save my soul

None other than Him can bring it to a stall

The might of the devil, the dark forces

Those agents giving humanity no choices!

They showed themselves to me once,

Scared, I got lost in their dark trance

Scared at the sight of bright eyes

Staring at me as if wishing to shower on me, cruelties!

I was made to see the dark side of existence

Faced with them I lost all my stance

How ugly were they those little men, how disgusting

So ugly that they deserve not any describing!

Having no hands, no teeth and no heads,

On human hearts, they allow themselves to be fed

Cold blooded and frightening

They are beyond any imagining!

Scary moments, what is unreal for some people

Are for me that which can make me tremble

Yet, the merciful hand of God cures everything,

With one swipe of the hand, he had me, once more, in joyful living!

Scary moment, I wish not to relive them again

For they bring me not any gain nor any pain

But they can rob me of my stability

Fear is indeed a thing to be kept away from abidingly!