Submit your deepest phases unto the flares of the Sun
Cut your deadliest sorrows with the layers of fun
Oh how worthy it is to play under the Sun!
Melting the pains and wounds never shunned.
Like the hot breeze release the hatred
In the humidity wipe the tears that you’ve catered
For years and years we carry on
With all that grudges we’re buried on.
Crawl through the layers of my book
You’re sure to find
atleast one treasure of my heart.
Take it if you know it
Or else leave it untouched.
Because you’re way far from UNDERSTANDING
It was those notes that led me
down the stairs towards the hallway
in the dead of the night.
The rhythm sounded harmonious
much more than a symphony.
But could not find a maestro
dressed in a suit with his baton.
I bit my little finger firm
to ensure I’m not in a hypnic jerk.
And that’s how I discovered the tune
that my lyrics were about to bear
Watch the clouds when its dark
to observe its lousy movements.
Cling to your love when you’re mad
patience will beget you.
Loiter around when its noon
sun will teach you the essence of hardwork.
Travel the world when you’re young
dreams would fly unto you.
Love everyone on being lone
for understanding the pain of isolation.
Feel proud of your failures
you’ve grown one step stronger.
Congratulate others on their success
and watch your jealousy fade away.
Light and low key
my heart swayed to the music that you played.
Dark and drowsy
my lips synced to the love that you made.
Hale and hearty
my soul drank the joy that you gave.
Dirt and filthy
were the words that we whispered.
Wild and trippy
were the dances that we did.
Tight and skinny
were the hugs and kisses that we shared.
Then how could you end up so quick
when I was just halfway done…
Clinging to my shoulders
she whispered she ain’t fine.
Her heart felt like burning fire
that set my thoughts a point higher.
For she always kept secluded
her plights so no others ponder.
Emptying her mind out
sounded like travelling to moon.
But her sudden convulsions
murmured some words in ire.
I gasped the edge of her torment
barely understanding those feeble noises.
I took her closer to my sternum
to let her hear my beats say
“DARLING, I’LL PUT EVERYTHING IN ORDER”
Out flew those crafty words,
as a bee searching its sweet drink.
And it seemed to make no return,
unless fostered some nominal pangs.
It slithered away as a snake,
intending to maim, sting and devastate.
The soul of a tranquil man,
with unending agony and ache.
So beware before you enounce,
for you reap for the words once uttered.
Even a hundred years after,
its blemish would be left unfaded.
I too have certain dreams
quite a lot more than them,
And I’ll toil till it earn wings
to hover much closer blue skies.
I’ll make friends with the winds
not to recast my routes,
At times of rains and storms
to hold me steadfast to my track.
No matter how rapid I fall
everything I’ll redo like a light quill,
As if searching new heights
with a lot more passionate will.
My dream would remain inseparable
from all of me and my soul,
Until you hear my last gasps
to settle my body to dust.