The Union

I am the union
Of two souls
Cast into a mold
They fought against
The union
of what the universe
never permitted
to remain tethered
by more than a cord between hearts
Morphing within
into a noose of sharp wire
around
neck
I m an impossibility
become possible
I m what was not meant to be
and yet
came to be
I was meant to be
the rose
that blooms
in sands
that are barren
fruitless
but I became
a prickly cactus
that drew tiny roses each day
out of fingers
That know no better anymore
Than the comfort of ruptured cells
It seems right
Even outside
Even in me
I m the cloud
that is brought about by waters
lost to air
like smoke
that cannot be held in palms
to bring raindrops that the land craves
only to realize
it didn’t want it
the more the droplets soak
into its crevices
the more they teasingly remind it
of its barrenness
of    its      unq u e n c hable    thirst
I am the tree
that was never to take root
in the sands
that didn’t know
where they themselves belonged
but yearned
for a spore to guide them
where they were meant to stay
only to realize
it was not for them
they could not offer strength
which they themselves lacked
I m the one wrong stitch in a tapestry
that falls in shreds over the one wrong twist of threads it took
Which makes it all seem wrong
All the right in it
Regrets the core of each thread
I am the life
That came to be
out of the stench of death
the light that rose from the pit of darkness
that never found its place again
flickering in wake
of what would never be lit by it
I have waged a war against my own self
tearing it
bit
by
bit
to reform it
in a way
that would keep my roots together
and yet they would be ripped
in opposite directions
taking parts of me
with them
But perhaps
we were never intended to be whole
in that brokenness
I found You
in that brokenness
I recognize you
and in it
I    keep you O Lord    in my heart
till my soul knows
a better destiny

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Lashings

I lash myself.
Each day solve
A new mystery;
A new pain
Behind destiny-
A sheath
That hides:I err
Like a maa’s dupatta
It wipes all I deter
Yet I pin it
With medals
Of my lost battles
Resting my head
In the ground
My flag making my bed
Instead of covering
My treacherous body
I m a soldier
Not fair to the lair
Ground may declare
One day
Spewing me clear
A chance oh!if it gets
I have killed him
Him within me
With my voice.
Calling shots to flee
What loyalty calls for
I hide in weak gunfire
Echoing due to proximity
Insistence of my ingenuity
In betraying the cage
That hosts its image
Morphing my being
Into what I m fleeing.

Lashings

 

I lash myself.
Each day solve
A new mystery;
A new pain
Behind destiny-
A sheath
That hides:I err
Like a maa’s dupatta
It wipes all I deter
Yet I pin it
With medals
Of my lost battles
Resting my head
In the ground
My flag making my bed
Instead of covering
My treacherous body
I m a soldier
Not fair to the lair
Ground may declare
One day
Spewing me clear
A chance oh!if it gets
I have killed him
Him within me
With my voice.
Calling shots to flee
What loyalty calls for
I hide in weak gunfire
Echoing due to proximity
Insistence of my ingenuity
In betraying the cage
That hosts its image
Morphing my being
Into what I m fleeing.

I have to go..

 

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I have to go there. I have to go!

Where shadows don’t hang low

Up and about is not insanity

I have to go there. I have to go

Where fate ceaselessly blows

Knock not: none yells profanity

I have to go there. I have to go

Where there’s hope’s flame aglow

Not beyond lies life’s immensity

I have to go there. I have to go

Where dreams materialise slow

No barbaric monsters in vicinity

I have to go there. I have to go

Where free my spirit is to grow

No struggling with adversity

I have to go there. I have to go

Where stars hung low in sky show

No nickel dimes worries we know

I have to go there. I have to go

I have to go there. I have to go 

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