The Tree

The roots, strong and grounded

The branches, spreads a warm welcome

The million leaves, green and brittle

The trunk,mighty in the face of storm

The twigs,but bow humbly to the breeze

The huge home, to a few hundreds

Forcing but none to stay

Takes the trash and gives us life

Harming none on the on the way

And yet we, the "humans" destroy

"The Tree"

 

In response with the Daily Prompt : "Tree"

Picture Courtsey : Google

Note : Edited :)

 

 

 

 

Do you really know?!

The white lilies
or silver cups of poison ?

Yellow dreamy sunflowers
or a little sun in every single flower ?

The lovely fairy tailed fishes
or our lives just before we are born ?

An old withered and a sprawling tree
or a lonely person simply waiting for a friend ?

Deep intriguing starry night sky
or a picture printed by our firing neurons ?

A tip of an iceberg
or the deck of an underground empire ?

A gushy cold wind on face
or the breath of an unreturned soul ?

A streak of sunlight admist the rain
or a hug of mother consoling her son ?

A hue of paint on an canvas
or the mind of wandering persona ?

An angry conversation with a loved one
or sadness due to inability of ones self ?

A pale blue dot.
or one among the pale dots in the entire universe ?

Are you living your life in a dream ?
or are you living your own dream ?

Tell me do you really know,
what you don't know ?

Day 2 of 

Born Again ?

A dark cave,in the middle of nowhere
And I don't remember how I came here ?
It's filthy,dungeon and smells like pee
And I wonder how long before I see
The wonderful,horizon beyond the sea
Huddled in despair of unknown
I was crying, but my tears, bygone
It felt like flying among stars with no breath
It felt like a rainbow of thousand colors
It felt like tiny snowflakes in summer
It felt like a weird connection between life and death
I felt in me,the emotions,I never knew
And then,I dropped under my weight
A touch,a snob,a tear or two and the smell
A familiarity loomed somewhere in there
So did light from a thousand moon's
As I glanced the moon,I saw a door
Hoping for an exit from this nightmare,I rose
But an urge to look back took me for a surprise
An entirety of my life flashed in seconds of time
As the cave lighted up my memories,
like the jellyfishes of a calm sea
I realized,I am more alive than ever before
Sure,I am ready for my next adventure
To make new life from being dead...

Sometimes,death is stranger than fiction :)

Ah..that word...

I have a million of things to write about and about hundreds of them make to my drafts.And I post only a handful of them.

Does that show I don't value what I write ? Do I feel my words are not worthy of an audience? Why do I keep on mercilessly edit and reframe the sentences ? Why can't I just write down all that passes through my head,shoulders,knees and toes ?

Well, some will read the entire thing while some will simply scan.Some may even comment.I always have this fear of not being able to write up to a standard I have set for myself.Sometimes,I even feel so very drained out after replying to a comment.Does that show my need for perfect pieces ? My head says "Naah..you are just being paranoid" and my heart says.. it is because I am too attached to the writing and I want to excel in it! But the more I try to hold myself, I feel like I might loose the interest to make wordy things in my world!

And then one day might come,when I will no longer be able to write anything! Ah..the perfect word that summons my thoughts : "Writer Block"

Those words,
Emotionally wrecking
Deepening wounds
Inflicting mind
Some are burned
Some are crude
It's stuck,somewhere
And everywhere
In my heart ?
Or In my gut ?
And I try hard
To force them out
Nothing,but
A bundle of words,
Falls right in here...

 

An Epiphany..!.

Unbearable is the pain,
when you simply walk away
I stand here all alone...
yearning for you to come back
But I know you are now, just,
a beautiful piece of memory
I wish I had never met you,
only to build memories
The ones that can never,
ever be thought without crushing pain
As I realize you have gone too far,
I understand,I have nothing to hold on
Neither your shoulder to lean on,
nor your hands to hide my tears
I lost my life, virtues, and thoughts,
just to gain some moments very deep
I cherish them with you ,but
its remembrance now is but a heartache
Alone while standing in the rain,I shed,
the tears of my pain
I try to reason, in my head, Why me ?
and search for an unknown answer
While all the time I knew, at my heart
some things are just bound to be...

Note : A heartbreak!

My Inglenook...

An intoxicating smell of your memories
Flooded me,as I step into our room
Opening the door, engaged me
With that suffocating fragrance of you

The wedding picture on the table
The night lamp on the shelf
The small nook behind the door
The wide open windows with shuffling curtains
Made me smile with magical thoughts

Neatly folded bed linen,and the pillows
Reminded me of the days and the nights
Of the discussions,Of the future,
Of the decisions,Of the love :)
We made together,in our room

A smile,A touch,A hug,A kiss
Is all that I badly need from you
And its all that I received in plenty
As I stood there in our room...

Note : Our room,sans my love and a load of his memories :)
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Haunted...

An old blue silk saree, adorns her body
A thin gold chain around her neck
Her hands filled with red bangles
Her dark kohl filled black eyes
Dreams about her future life
Her smile,brightens the hopes
She was a beauty!
And there he stood,her saviour
Until today he was no one
But after today he is the one
Non describable was he, but his act
Will be the talk for years to come
To marry the girl,whose innocence  was robbed
And was sold as cheap old gold
Her eyes were in tears of happiness
She turned back to see her friends
Their gleaming eyes filled with hope
For a day like this might come
A release from this wretched life
A wedding so rare,thus happened !
With  blessings and well wishes
She moved on with him
A new home and hopeful new world
She took care of him and so did he
They loved each other
In a way no one else can
She was safe with him
Away from those stares and ogles
And from the haunted memories
In every moment spend with him
Only to be interrupted,
By the knocks at their door
Quoting prices for her
He , neither could she tolerate
She was reminded of her old life
As she walked the streets
The ladies and the kids
Stayed away from her
People talk and talk
Spreading  news of all kind
She could tolerate,but not him
His eyes oozed the pain
Of an unfulfilled promise
She cried,cried and cried
And then finally decided
From better or worse
She could never be with him
Her life is a simply a mirage
And returned to her old home
Where all those gloomy eyes
Absorbed her sorrow
And the realisation of their life.

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The Golgotha...

It is just another day,
  After years we meet
I am at your door step
And I bought Daisies
The ones that hide love
As I hand it over to you
I know,you smirk,as always

It is just another day,
  After years we meet
Cloudy with a hue of rain
I sit and you lie down
Under the old and crimp maple tree
As I chatter about the dreams and desires
I know,you laugh mockingly, as always

It is just another day,
  After years we meet
The wind picks up its pace
Orange maple leaves and raindrops
Descend in abundance to the earth
As I take in the intoxicating fragrance of mud
I know,you look at me curiously, as always

It is just another day,
  After years we meet
As the rain stops and winds drop
I can see,the washed away rose petals
Dripping daisies and Departing dreams

Memories, are all that remains of you
Enclosed with me in laughter and tears
For all these years
I know,you are telling me, to leave
But,Its a promise,
I still will come again
Not only for you,but also for me…

Note : This one is an old poem I had written but using it now,so that I can keep up with the challenge :).

 

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Chaos of my mind...

Here lies beneath me, the reason
A reason,why my days and my nights
Are filled with bloody clouds
from where only red blood rain falls
When and ever I look up,I see him
The God,with a red hot rod
He ordered me to find "The One"
Who had sworn to spill my blood
And then fill me with his evilness
I ignored the voice at first
I ignored his grant appearances
I kept running,my eyes wide open
I could not hide from him
Even the sleep alluded me
I could no longer ignore,
Nor could I run any longer
I realised the day has to come
To kill the devil for good
I reached his door step
I saw a reflection of myself
It was my face and features
The God whispered,
"He is the one,who pollutes your world"
"He is the little angel who suck your blood"
The evil God growled at me,
Kill him and free yourself…
I hammered him once,
I hammered him once more
There he lies underneath me
Blood oozing out from him
     and drenching me in full
He was dead and now I am free
The voice in my head went quiet
And so did the appearances of evil god
*********************************************
It rained water that evening .
And my sky was clear...
*********************************************

Note : A whole of new type of work began at my office,which is quite chaotic !! at this beginning stage :D

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Buoyant

your breaths give me my life
and i am all pumped up by it
i am here as a cluster of colours
just to take your breath away
i aim to fly the farthest in sky
where the wind takes me to
my ties, i know, are safe with you
you know, how delicate am i ?
a prick or two, make me burst out
i am sometimes a memory
a nostalgia, or a fleeting happy moment
in somebody's life
i have no wishes or worries
i can only be flying high
as long as i know,i am loved by you

Note : A buoyant life of a ballon :)

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An Aubade

a mistress,I am to you
clad in a seductive white
i wait for you
deeply rooted in here
as the night grows old
i yearn for you more
and sing this song of twilight
though miles apart we are
never can hold our hands
or kiss
but your gaze,those
soft moonlit rays,
from the heavens
i glow and twinkle
in your love
i grow whimsical
nothing more do I need
and as this aubade ends
i too will wilt away
yearning for your love
from this far across land!

Note : A song between the moon and water lily,at twilight

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Awakening

I closed my eyes, opened a dream
Took a peek into my past
A canvas with no memories or souvenirs
I realise, my time, trickled away...

I closed my dream,opened my eyes,
Time still trickled, but,

I am awake and alive !

 

 

After...

Its a weirdly strange place

A barren world and I

My clothes were torn,

Dried throat and dead eyes

I hear only a faint hissing

I sweat,only to drop blood

And I smell like burnt flesh

There,I find a tattered piece of a skull

I become curious and fight my tiredness

I search to find,if there are any

                       reminiscent pieces

I walk for long hours

I am weaker than before

I just wanted to quench my thirst

I forgot my trail and mission

I turn around only to be surprised.

I am here again,where I was

And I find the missing pieces

Of broken skull

A few withered away

And few cracked ones

Some with flesh on it

I try to put them together

It slowly shaped to become me...

I was all afraid and I try to run

But my feet grows deep roots

I sink and my soul disappeared

Much to my dismay,

I fell asleep to eternity

Note : Had a weird dream and I think it was something like above.

A Withered Flower...

Never did I expect a reply

While writing her the first letter

But later we shared our lives,in letters

She was my friend

The only one I confide in

But still I remained hidden from her

I was afraid ,my wrinkled face and hands

Might shun her away…

 

And one fine day,

   no more of her letters visited me

My mailbox was all dried up…

I panicked, what could have happened ?

Did she know who I was ?

Or was she in any trouble ?

There was no way, I could know

I wrote to her every day of the week

And I waited and waited, but in vain

The week of freedom

Became the only hope, now I had…

  

Drenched in night’s rain,

There stood the debris of an old dilapidated home

Remains of rodents and my letters,

Greeted me, when I reached her address

With all my nerves I knocked

But, none answered

Mustering up my courage,

I pushed open the old door…

Loud crackling noise, echoed in the room

Standing in the stale room

I smelled the burning skin

I also smelled blood…

 

Save her!!, my mind raced

Save her !!,

From clutches of the drunken bastard

I stabbed him from the back

For he pushed himself on her

For he who also the one who set me on fire

In a flicker of second my past flashed before my eyes

Father, he was ,to her

 

Wiping away my sweat

And my tears, I moved out of the place

She was nowhere to be seen

I couldn’t find my friend, my daughter

And I had no time to wait

For I have a sentence to meet

But I hope someday soon

Her letters will fill my mailbox

Note : Found this intact in one of my old folders.This was written long back,around 2011 based on some horrible news that was making rounds then.

Transformation !

I was in pitch dark,

And I was drowning deep

The air was suffocating

And the death looming beside

I kept holding onto,a something

Which I knew no longer existed

I forget to count the days and nights

While I still drop my tears

And then came a day

I chose to open my eyes

Slowly darkness left me

I chose to stop my tears

And I realised,I was alone

In that scary place

Looking above from the deep dungeon

I saw the bright blue sky

I saw the fluttering,

Of birds and butterflies

I heard the murmurs,

Of the swaying  trees

I smelled the deep fragrance,

Of blooming white lilies

I remembered those days,

I smiled,laughed and danced

I yearned for the days,

When I was so alive...

 

And then,I finally decide to move on...

Your Feet

When I cannot look at your face 
I look at your feet. 
Your feet of arched bone, 
your hard little feet. 
I know that they support you, 
and that your sweet weight 
rises upon them. 
Your waist and your breasts, 
the doubled purple 
of your nipples, 
the sockets of your eyes 
that have just flown away, 
your wide fruit mouth, 
your red tresses, 
my little tower. 
But I love your feet 
only because they walked 
upon the earth and upon 
the wind and upon the waters, 
until they found me. 

This is yet another favourite poems by Pablo Neruda.How can any one else describe feet so beautifully ?? :)

Mambhazham

This heart wrenching poem,"Mambhzham" is one of my favourite poems.I still remember my Malayalam teacher reciting this in the class for the first time,I was in tears as soon as she finished(I'm quite emotional even now).Since then this poem had been etched in my mind.The pain of the mother on loosing her son has been so deeply sculpted into your hearts by the poet,Vyloppilli Sreedhara Menon that once you finish reading you too will feel the cool breeze!!

The poet depicts pain of a mother who lost her child to death.Her sadness is increased by the sight of fallen ripe mangoes in her backyard without being picked up by any one!