Love that never asked

FeaturedLove that never asked

Love that never asked
never got any answers
Love that asked in disguise
Got disguised answers

So don’t sit there and pine away
Don’t call it unrequited love
Which never spoke
Or demanded anything

For all things that are thrown
Fall and possibly break
Who wants to throw a heart of all things
to someone who is probably not looking

So don’t sit there and pine away
and call it unrequited love
When they think
They are an afterthought to you
When they don’t know
You even know they exist

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This Silent World…

This Silent World…

Who saw
but never spoke?
Who spoke
but never meant it?
Who meant it
but never showed it?
Who showed it
but never to anyone
but themselves?

Whatever happened to the world
When no one ever spoke out?

#speakout #TheWord

There is no Stranger…

There is no Stranger…

There is no stranger
No foreigner, no enemy
no friend, no foe, no brother no sister
There is only man and man
and how they treat each other

Thus a man’s brother is one who treats him as such
and his enemy is one who treats him so
No one is an enemy or friend
There are just men
Who can be everything they choose to be…

There is really no stranger
No friend, no foe…
Only humans
treating each other so

An Ode To Bitterness

You are in my heart
-that’s how influential you are.
You changed my life
the moment you broke in
or rather I kept you in.

You are the only rat in my cupboard
gnawing away at my innards
till I am empty,
hollow and unloveable

True, you really changed my life
-You killed the tender shoots of love
With your poisenous disease.

You are in my heart
-the very fountain of my life
Drying it at source
You are here against my will to live
And you are killing me!

Even now that I can see your face…

Even now that I can see your face…

We were way closer then
when we had our backs together
arms in hand
fighting a common foe
We were bound together
by our love for survival
It is true what they say
‘A common hate
Enriched our love and us’

But somehow, caught in the happenings of now and then
I find it so difficult
to take it in
Why should we be this way,
So far apart even now that I can see your face?

When Lifestruck you

You would think that life will strike the harmful
and leave the gentle to row softly on the sea of peace
But….
Ah!
To think that life would hurt the gentle lilies
that lie placidly on still ponds,
to think that the rose that blooms in valleys
away from the eyes of any man
will suffer the brunt of life
is a conundrum

Why should death and pain and sorrow
be the lot of the gentle, the meek, the lambs
Why should the good ones feel pain too?

#Lifestruckyou

#thistooshallpass

At the end of the day …

At the end of the day …

At the end of the day I was just a question
Whether to be had
Or whether to be flung
Into the ocean of ‘never was’
Or ‘never had the chance to be’
I was just a knot of serious doubts and insecurities
growing steadily in a woman’s womb

At the end of the day
I was just a subject
for talk among a circle of friends
Just conjectures flung from lips to lips
Around a round table

At the end of the day
I was just a little knot of flesh,of blood-of life.
Growing steadily in mother’s womb

I was just a growing question-
With the man gone,
Should it come to suffer?
I was the just incessant advice of friends-
“Would you have it come to suffer?”

At the end of the day,
“Nothing is for nothing”,
She said that to herself and made her decision
At the end of the day I was the decision
“Man or no man I am going to have it,
After all nothing is for nothing.”

At the end of the day here I am writing
Its my birthday today and I can’t help thinking
At the end of the day I could have been nothing
if I remained just a question

But no,
At the end of the day I was more than a question
(and I wish you were here to witness it)
At the end of the I wasn’t for nothing
At the end of the day I have essence, presence and influence

I am more than a question,
More than your doubts
I was just a tiny bump
But at the end of the day I was more than nothing
-I was something!

At the end of the day nothing is for nothing
The tiny bump in your womb
is more than a question
-its life
Its more than nothing
-its something!