Why did you...

Why did you break my heart?

Why did you kill my dreams?

Why did you make my tears flow?

Why did you quit my heart?

Why did you gift me pains?

How can I bear such blows?

All my hours I kept aside,

For you to fill with care,

All my days I waited alone,

My ache you did not spare.

Today I live alone,

In my vacant land,

My breath shattered like glass,

Today I do not cry,

I wait for life to pass.

In My Dreams

In my dreams, you are with me,

You hold me in your arms,

In my dreams, you smile at me,

On my pains you spread balm;

In my dreams, I sing with you,

Our songs of togetherness,

In my dreams, my world is bright,

I delight in your caress;

In my dreams, no fears lurk,

My shadows are bygones,

In my dreams, life shines fair,

I never feel forlorn;

In my dreams, I dream of you,

I dream of blessedness,

In my dreams, all heaven's mine,

For I feel your tenderness;

In my dreams, Oh! in my dreams.

I've Lived My Dreams

In your arms I found my life,

My joy I saw in your eyes,

In my heart my love swirled,

Magic moments, were they but lies?

I have dreamed a thousand dreams

In a moment's togetherness,

I have died a million deaths

In your cruel forgetfulness;

Many a mile I walked alone

To reach your beautiful isle,

Many an hour I stood forlorn

Awaiting your tender smile,

Oh! I've lived my secret dreams

In moments of togetherness,

And I've plumbed the depths

In your cruel forgetfulness.

Story of a Doormat

I am a doormat, stretched on the floor,

Awaiting feet to stomp to my door,

Muddy, bedraggled, they come in rows,

To clean up and freshen, then off they go;

Mat they forget, when safe and secure,

When I am not needed, they simply ignore.

Forever on threshold I lie prone,

Gathering dust, ne'er find a home,

My heart they thrash to beat out clods,

They put me back with pokes and prods.

Farewell To My Day

This day is done,
My songs I've sung,
Dame sleep beckons now,
I'll rest in peace,
My souls retreat,
The ship in anchor stow;

When I awake,

My silence break,

Shores I'll find anew,

In other clime,

Another time,

I'll paint my hues.

Unshed tears

Unshed tears clog those eyes,

Their pathways lost in mire,

Their pain cries alone, in vain,

They yearn for oceans,

To quench fire,to drown self;

In their soul burns

A self created purgatory;

They stand alone, a friendless Sun,

Why do they walk? Why laugh? Why cry?

In world that's not their own?

Rare blossoms come to deserts,

Their gardens e'er in winters groan.

Unshed Tears

Unshed tears clog my eyes
My pain cries alone, in vain,
Crying for oceans to sink,
To drown, my soul burns
In self created purgatory;
Why do I walk? why laugh? why cry?
This world is not my own;
Rare blossoms come to desert sands,
My gardens in winter groan.
I stand alone,
A friendless Sun.

Where has love gone?

In noon day of duty,
In compulsion to perform,
In race to touch summit,
Where has love gone?

In glare of false light,

In artificial morns,

In changing face of love,

Where has love gone?

In terrors that stalk,

In meagre lives forlone,

In created boundaries,

Where has love gone?

In smoke blackened skies,

In gardens wild with thorn,

In rain starved rivers,

Where has love gone?

In fearful child's eyes,

In souls wrecked and torn,

In a burden called life,

Where has love gone?

Can't Reach your soul

Why can't I touch your heart?

Why can't I drink your tears?

Why can't I wipe your pain away?

Why can't I bleed for you?

Why can't I sing you songs?

Why can't I reach the stars each day?

Many a day I dream of you,

Your hand I hold with joy,

In myriad ways I call to you,

Silence my dreams destroy:

Why can't I live my dream?

Why can't I soar in skies?

Why can't I build my rainbow arch?

Why can't I quench my thirst?

Why can't I rest my fears?

Why can't I bid my feet to march?

My Sun

My Sun is shining in the West
The East it shrouds, a lifeless waste,
Its blaze yet sheds a distant light,
A flickering candle in that night.

Its glory one day will spread wide,
On wings of fire it will ride,
To bring fame to hearth and grate,
Fulfilling clarion call of Fate.

Father Tell Me

Father, tell me once more
The story of your trees,
How in the wind they swayed and played
Till felled by axe of greed.

Father, I love to hear you speak
Of fishes in the sea,
They swam and bred in ocean beds
Till you killed them with grease.

Father, will you speak again
Of fresh and clean air?
Breathing was a pleasure then
Yet that freshness you didn't spare.

Father, were there sounds then?
What does deafening mean?
My ears are almost dead, you know,
I hear a squeak when you scream.

Father, when winter came around
In your youth,
You saw snow, what was it like?
With it you made hills and mounds?

We wear masks to help us breathe,
Suits to keep us safe,
Our eyes are covered dawn to dusk
Lest they go blind in the haze.

All we eat is grown indoors,
In our pristine labs,
Your outdoor farms cannot compare,
They were infested with rats.

We've advanced, we've progressed
We are now civilized,
In your youth you had your plains,
In ours, we've concrete wilds.

My Heaven, My Hell

A touch, a kiss, a moment of bliss,
My Heaven I create, a castle of sand;
A swelling wave,a billowing wind,
Defenceless, my castle stands;
In terror, in dark, I cry, I hark,
My Hell I live, a burning land;
Outward for help, inward for strength,
Weal or woe, Fate's in my hand:
When Fear's in heart, it grips, I start,
Evils, and Ghosts, and Ogres,
My world and Thine, so long entwined,
My Heaven, My Hell, both smothered.

Who broke my wings

I lie on earth,
My broken wings, useless,
Refusing to obey my commands;
The endless blue above
Sings to my parched soul,
Lays of eternal freedom,
A promise of Honeyed Lands
Flowing with milk:
Alas! Alas! I cannot fly, I cannot fly!
"Who broke my wings?" I cry.

My Hues

My hues hide in white clouds,
Sailing on yon heaven's breasts:
My hues fly in gentle winds,
Mutely whispering their unrest:
My hues lie in oceans deep,
Rare their treasures, unseen, unsung,
My hues smile in desert blooms,
Far from living worlds hung.

The New War

Again.again, that dreaded flare,
Humanity maimed, a nation mauled,
Will confusion rule hearts?
Minds beseiged, a prisoner of own thoughts
Of doubts, of fears, of bitter anger,
Green turfs torn apart
To expose ruddy underbelly of life;
Seeds of hatred sown unseen
In minds of turmoil,
To sprout plants of mayhem!

Flying High

I am up and away, into the sky,
The deep blue beyond fills my eyes,
My patch work quilt I have left behind,
The rain is below making me blind;
Fly! Oh fly! My soul, ever so high,
An Eagle swirling o'er head, no land neigh:
Like a Monarch reign in my open space,
Sunshine is my kingdom, leaves no place
For shadows that hide, for the peircing pain,
My domain is joy, my heaven's gained;
Fly! Oh fly! my soul, ever so high,
No sun can melt my soul, this is my sky.

You'll Live Again

When love is gone, and you feel alone,
Close down your heart, uproot your pain,
And then, you'll live again;

When it's growing dark, and lights don't shine,
Shut mind's blinds, to soul sustain,
And then, you'll live again;

When storms assault, and shelter's far,
Draw close your strength, build on your bane,
And then, you'll live again,
You'll live once again.