Thursday 28 July 2016

Distant


From where I stand now,
I'm left wondering how
such beauty on earth is not worshiped
such grace not revered.
For this species of beauty shouldn't go unheard.
From this distance,
everything falls in perspective,
everything falls in place.
From this distance,
I'm allowed space,
to properly gaze at your sky for a face,
graced with the shine of the stars for eyes,
and a warm smile that's all truth with a touch of lies.
For there is sensuousness in your walk,
and intellect in your talk.
You are all jazz and soft piano tunes,
your pain, as invisible as your wounds.
From a distance I can see
that we may never be.
From a distance, I tread carefully,
from a distance, you are heavenly.
From a distance I know
Distant is all we'll ever be.

Saturday 23 July 2016

Chase


Oh and if there's anything I've learned about her,
It is that she loves the chase.
She wants the banter, a flirty back and forth,
for her, love isn't about haste.
She wants to taste
what it's like to have wit on her tongue
and the lips of her lover.
She walks away to see if you'll hover.
She wants to drive you to the end of your tether,
and then  trace your jaw lovingly,
with a smile, entrancing, a touch like feather.
May I add how she loves the stormy weather,
how the roaring thunder chases after lightening,
and how the tides hug the shore
in an embrace that's rather frightening.
She wants the give and take,
She wants to wake
to a teasing touch
that feels like an honest 'I love you much'.
She loves the subtext,
the hidden yet evident intent,
subtleties and meaningful stares,
big hints, small cares.
She likes being a mystery
she likes unraveling one too
she's afraid shes more in love with the chase
than she is in love with you. 

Friday 22 July 2016

Dear Soul


Dear soul,
There are things about her that you'll never forget. Things like:
The way she flips her hair from side to side
The way she talks
The way she walks
The way she smiles and the way she laughs
The way she embraces and the way she greets
The way her eyes lit up when you'd meet
The way she ridiculed your silliness
Yet entertained you in your illness
The way she loses her cool and  gets mad
The way she closes in on herself when she feels low and bad
The way she kisses you to make you glad
The taste of her lips and the feel of her hips
The taste of her tongue and how she made you feel so young
The touch of her hand and the feeling of her palm
The beauty of her flaws and how she always stayed calm
The imperfect ways she had to become perfect in your eyes
The sudden calls at night to tell you to look up at the star-filled skies
The way she'd bit her lip when she didn't know you were looking
Or those surprise Sundays when she said she was cooking
Those walks down the shore and those kisses at her door
The never having enough of her, always wanting more.
The way she drowned herself in her tears and looked to you to be her hero
The way she let you hold her when a friend turned foe
How her smile reached her eyes and shone like the sun
How you knew she was going to be the one.
The way she whispered hi, the way she finally said goodbye
Goodbye.
Dear soul,
There are things about her that you'll never forget.
Things about her that'll never grow old
Like the love you shared, late nights in her bed,
The taste of her mouth, sweet, confident, never a doubt
The smell of her hair, lingers on the pillow there
And while none of it seems fair, you can't help but care.
There are things about her you won't let go
Things like her love, her mind, her beautiful, beautiful, angelic soul.
Her soul, and your love for it, will never grow old.

Monday 18 July 2016

We'll Get There


They know.
they look at us,
and they know.
Maybe it shows.
I know.
when I look at you,
O how I know!
I know that you're the one
and I can look at you for days
never tire of your face
I could gaze in awe
at every contour
and every dip and plane of your face
But there is pain on your face
because they know.
because they're watching me looking at you.
and they know.
I want to protect you from their piercing gaze
protect us from them calling us a phase.
Oh they'll never see,
they're all crazed.
I'm counting the days,
and all the ways,
until and how
we can be one;
until and when
we won't need to fear guns
and looks, and stones and bombs
stay calm, my love
we will reach there
there where we can love free
there where I will love you openly
there when you and I
can unashamedly be we.



Friday 15 July 2016

Spread Love. Not Hate. #PrayForNice


I beg thee,
Love.
I beg thee to Love and never stop
I beg thee to Love anything you do
and do everything with Love.
I beg thee to let your motives always be Love.
I beg thee to keep in check,
that deep down,
hiding behind any thought or act,
let there only be Love.
I beg thee, erase anything that erases Love
I beg thee,
because we are in dire need of Love.
Love for life,
your own and those of others
equally.
I beg thee to think twice
before you let even one spark of hate
danger someones fate.
I beg thee to have faith.
That we can be a better world
before it's too late.
I beg thee to spread love alone,
Never hate. 

Monday 11 July 2016

For You (In memory of those we lost on 11th July 2006)


For you, dear soul
who never grew old
for you, who deserved life 10-fold,
for you, who suffered pain,
for no fault aside preferring a train
for you who died in the company of many,
yet alone.
For you, millions mourn.
I will not let your memory go in vain
it was you, but it could have been any of us
any of us could have suffered that pain
While some play the blame game
I choose to whisper a prayer with your name
You are loved and missed
your blood run's through the city's veins.
May you who have passed on into the heavens
someday be reunited with your brethren
Your journey ended too soon, and so unexpected
but the memory of you will stay protected
In memory of a day that shook my city up
for you dear souls, I raise my cup







Friday 8 July 2016

Some Cries


Some cries come in the form of rains,
The lightening and thunder, a symbol of excruciating pain.
Some cries come in the form of a long, loud, mournful honk,
A train's or truck's
Someone's bad day, someone's horrible decision, someone's helpless luck.
Some tears never see human love
Soft cries at night,
A pillow instead of a shoulder
Tear stains, proof of the pain.
Some wails are heard in the creak of the ceiling fan
And in the fall of a foot-stool
Some ring out in the corridors of a high school
Some weeps are heard
In the plight of the birds
When terror strikes, at moments absurd.
Some cries whisper at night
When death comes silently,
Softly, slowly, with might.
Some tears are invisibly shed,
By a heart monitor beside a hospital bed.
Some cries are loud and fierce,
Some cries, our hearts, they pierce.
Some sobs echo under the bridge
Those of a hungry child, that can't afford the luxuries of your fridge.
Some chokes between words, turn negligible with time,
But listen carefully, this isn't just your ordinary rhyme.
There is pain between words and cries that go unheard.
Do your bit, be aware of the falling tears.
Aware of people that need you near.
Don't hesitate to offer your hand.
We are all made of the earth,
We will return to sand.
We are one world, one land.
Don't let those pleas go in vain
Be human. Banish pain.