Indigo

[pavalamani pragasam]

Growing up gradually to become realistic and strong keeping head high with patched-up heart or not!

[Querida]

where does the weary wind go?
it seeps into the hearts
of the woed.
there it rustles
and stirs
up the tendrils
of hope.
it blinds the eyes
that see no future.
it breathes life
into the lives
that desire
no being.
its fingers trace
upon a teary face
the long forgotten
caresses
of a loved one
lost in waiting.

[Querida]

gather the visions, that have not come true
do not let them scatter
they will only sneak in later
ready to inflate and flatter
what is not possible.

gather the dreams, all broken and torn
do not let them fly
they will only land later
and once again pry.

gather the lies, all found and spoken
do not let even one survive
they will only bleed in later
ready to further deprive.

gather all the loves forsaken
do not let them stay
they will only linger and linger
waiting to betray.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Truly blue bliss!?

[Querida]

Truly blue bliss!?

Actually PP Maam that's not a link to this thread, rather it's a gallery of RadhaKrishna art that I have been collecting.

[Querida]

heart rushing
mouth dry
fingers numb
and blaming
no one but
myself
what have i done?
why have i forgotten?
such a simple thing!

heart rushing
eyes shut in fustration
hands clenched in anger
and blaming
everything and
anything
why me?
why have I been forgotten?
such a misery!

heart rushing
feet light as air
no one to blame
who has not seen me through all this?
why have I not realized this before?
such a blissful mystery!

[Querida]

I remember you only when I need you
with one moment cursing myself
the other moment begging for your reassurance
some comfort, some chance, some hope
pleading for it all to be alright
berating your creations
asking you to see the injustice
asking you to intervene
asking you to hear me out
and somehow...when things turn out right
forgetting you...shamefully renouncing you
and all that you have done for me
with silence.

[NM]

happy birthday to the thread-owner

[Querida]

i know i haven't visited for a long time...and now lo and behold i am to teach a bunch of rambunctious eleven-year-olds...poetry!

besides that my muse has a very bad habit of only peeking in on me when I am all a mess and entangled in emotions...woe is me :P

and so for old time's sake before being sucked back to planning academia:
a small whim of a poem.


pendulum
to and fro
to and fro
along with the
beats of a heart
in throes
of wandering woe

pendulum
to and fro
to and fro
tapping along
the life time that
ticks me by
before my very eyes

pendulum
to and fro
to and fro
stopping quite still
to only mock
your dullish gold face
smirking away at my
misty-headed misery

[Querida]

what do i wait for
what do i know
what will do i see
from now till when?

why have the idyllic circles
of life wound all around me
but have only left me
ensnared in its
mess of doubts

when does realisation arise
shiny, happy, pure
coming at a charging speed
to hear me chide its tardiness
to set my heart at peace
to let my what ifs, whens,
who and hows cease