Aeons to create ; moments to destroy

Aeons to create ; moments to destroy
A life that is so full of joy
The earth; ever so resplendent
Ruined by the cruel and insurgent
The heavenly shadow of the trees so lovely
Felled to build the “good” economy
The air once fresh and natural
Now so polluted and funereal
Drop thy weapons my beloved friend
Before it is too late to mend
This isn’t a task so arduous
preserving the world that belongs to us

The daughter of a whore

My sorrow,my joy, my only love, my everything, she was
A heavenly nymph with eyes that shone like the stars
I could not watch her become another me
Helpless, I knew that I had to set her free
The clock ticked away incessantly
Bastards!they would come for her mercilessly
The dawn would drag her into this infernal world
Oh no! she was too pristine to be sold
The world is too bad for you I told her
O my little princess,please forgive your mother
But you shall never have a life of shame
Wretched and lowly, with a tainted name
In my arms she lay as she breathed her last
as she journeyed into the heavens past
A fatherless daughter of a whore
My darling, my angel, and then she was no more

Those ugly fears in my head

A fabulous evening it was, as we walked along the beach. The wind was kissing the tall green blades of grass and the water shimmered under the evening sun. It was warm and lovely – he said. I longed to agree with him. I felt cold and I could sense the tension build up inside me. My heart was throbbing and the fear was unbearable. Oh how I wished I could speak about how I felt. The ignominy weighed me down as always. I tried to listen, but he seemed so distant. Even as he made my head rest on his knee, I could feel the wetness on my forehead. It all came back to me in a flash. The faces of the men who had cornered me. I had watched helplessly as my best friend in school fled for her life. I could not blame her.How could I forget the rough hands, the cruel faces and the harsh lips all over me. The dark corridor in school which I always feared. The relentless screams had probably saved me but I had struggled to fight the feeling of shame and disgust ever since.And now, I felt his hands softly caress my face and I looked into his tender eyes even as they became bigger and bigger and bigger….untill the moment when I could feel his breath on my lips…I began to whimper and tremble….i had to break free…..i scrambled back onto my feet and began running…..i had no strength…..i could never succeed in fighting the fear……..a few feet away from the water I heard the shouting and I looked back to see his face even as his hands gripped me. The soft and comforting words soothed me. I knew not how long I stayed. But I remember the feeling as the pain left me…to be gone forever….as all that I had suppressed began to flow…I remember the night that had given me hope…the first time that I had ever wished to see the sun rise and feel its warmth on my skin. I had fought them and won; I was at last rid of those ugly fears in my head.

Rivers of Sorrow

Rivers of sorrow
Where once the tears did flow
Now a heart so frozen and cold like ice
Fighting to let go of the reprise
I beg you to open up, but in vain
Urging you to share and halve your pain
As I walk, I see yet another shadow
My hand outstretched, I want to say that I will never let go
Speechless, I see the turmoil in your eyes
And I can sense the apprehension rise
Let the darkness merge
Let the emotions surge
As your soul is revived once more
I want to be the one to know
Rivers of sorrow
Where once the tears did flow

The Land of the Free

Oh how fortunate you must be
To live in the land of the free-quoth he
Nay, my friend it is never what it seems
It is not all sugar and candy, as in your dreams

Eight months of drudgery
Aspiration has been the death of me
I laugh at the teeming millions who follow
Tricked into leading a life that is so foreign and hollow

Ironic it is indeed that now I yearn
For something that my money shall never earn
That which had forever dwelt in my heart
Until such a time when I chose to part

Pain is a curse thine prayers shall bring as a blessing
Sardonic indeed are His ways of redeeming
Pleasure is in this wretched pain, I say to thee
This is but the only way into the world that is truly free

The vagaries of life

What lies beneath
Is not what appears to be
for, what really is
is never what you see

thou art wrong if you think
that you know it all through
since every moment you spend
you learn something new

Strange it is indeed
To encounter the vagaries of life
Just when u think that the day brings the end
The magical night helps you revive

I shall always love you

As I watch you walk away from me
There is just one thing that I wish to say
That I shall always love you
With the freshness of the roses so red and lilies so blue

I ask if I can hold you one last time
but I know that you will not hear me anymore
please let me kiss you goodbye
why is it dat I feel im drowning; even when im on the shore

You made me laugh
you made me cry
You made me want to live
Now you make me want to die

I need you to walk by my side
Oh my love! don’t desert me, you don’t have to go
Like old times, I wish I could stroke your hair
And wake up beside u, to see the morning sun glow

There is just one thing that I wish to say
That I shall always love you
With the freshness of the roses so red and lilies so blue

to live once more

I wonder…
How is it that every time I fall
I still am on my feet again
Dragging myself on….
Once
Twice….
Every time I lose my balance
The wounds hurt
They are there…telling me dat its not a horrid dream
The scars keep reminding me
The pain gets deeper every time
Until it makes me numb

I fear
That I shall remain unheard
That in yearning I have begun to mourn
That hope has shown me the door to perdition
That I shall always spread out my hands in desperation
Only to get disillusioned to see them empty and listless
That life is now a moribund journey

I feel
That trust is elusive
Like a mirage in the hot deserts
It deceives you and puts u in a world of despair
That love is always beyond my reach
And shall laugh at me condescendingly
Knowing that it shall never be a part of me

I feel
Cold water on my skin sting like bees
A lump in my throat everytime I swallow
An emptiness growing all around me
That my memory is like a thorn pricking me forever
Making me bleed, cry out silently
In the darkness, in the gloominess
I don’t see any light….no end for the tunnel that I am in now

Ice cold
Tired weary and consumed
I am still groping in the dark

And yet……
I long
To be touched
By a hand so like mine
Scarred, wounded, bleeding and ugly
Yet Strong with all the endurance
To forget the burden that my feet carry
To laugh, to cry, to smile, to sing, to dance
To trust once more
To love once more
To live once more