If I were gone...

The calm, cool face asked me for a kiss
And he looked so handsome that I just couldn’t miss.
He had lived unto eternity and he wanted me with him too
And so I decided to finally bid adieu.

It never came easy, so this was going to be hard
These past years, all of pressure and pain, and yes! Happiness it did surpass!
Behind the smiles there had been tears,
and behind my watery eyes, a lot of fears.

Torn between two worlds of darkness and light
I’d fallen into bottomless pits of loneliness and spite.
The cool face told me there was no getting out –
It was just one way in as there was no love.

I talked to myself as that’s all I had
And of course, the cool face but I realized he was a tad bit bad.
But it was between me and him
and my decision - that’s all he waited for
And this time I finally had it and that was all.

I had had enough today and to this day
And I knew I was through,
Life had been so unfair
But I’d sailed with its crew.

I guess it’s time, time for me to leave you
to say good bye and to bid adieu.
I’m sorry this time, and I mean it too
From heaven, hell or somewhere in between,
Know this – that I will always love you.

She is ...

She ran across the pale velvet, barefoot,
Like a buck - skinned Arabian horse.
Scattering stones and crunching leaves
with a great, yet subtle force.

I could hear her robes rustle and her laughter ring loud,
She tip toed and so her foot steps didn’t make a sound.
I could sense her tender presence
But unseen she still passed,
I could hear her shrill delight
And I did, as long as she did last.

From ages she’d kept secrets
Although she’d carried them around,
When she passed you could hear whispers
But that was not the only sound.

She told me tales of places and people alike,
And distant spaces that she’d traveled with sheer delight.
She’d made friends, from so far, I can’t dream or imagine.
Her friends had always remained a dream or just its tiny fraction.

As she saw the chariot of the sun
Her impatience was clear,
It was time for her to fly away,
to another place dear.

As she left, I could see that she was cloaked in immortal youth,
She left behind some memories and some of her secrets too!
I could only be talking about the beautiful wind
something old, but fresh and new.
She’d promised to come back again
And that saved me a painful adieu.

Being me.

As time goes by too prompt to hold
I wonder why I’m even told
“You are growing up so fast… How old?”
“I still remember you were 5, yet so bold!”

Looking back, I wish it would freeze,
All those memories, now a distant dream…
Colors and soap bubbles, Barbies and fun
temper and tantrums and then well, run!

School started with tears and ended with more
In between was life, love, dreams and experience,
Trust me – none of it close to convenience.
History came easy but math was so silly!
They’d ask us to find “X” whilst it was just right there!
Solving an equation became a pain in the medulla
My mom said I suffered from arithmophobia.
“Then what?! A whole book of problems!” I said.
Trust me, it’s treading dangerous boundaries right inside your head!

Loving and praying is something I love to do.
I keep secrets and promises, even if only a few.
But nevertheless, I learnt lessons, lessons for life.
That silences are swords and assumptions, termites.
Comparisons are dirt bags and thoughtless words are blows.
Jealousy could be a slug jar -
and insecurity - Something that should be kept far.

I grew up too soon or that’s what I felt
But I also grow everyday and love being myself.
I wish on stars, dream my dreams and love to smile
With sensitivity and passion, I feed on life.

I stand by my words and never regret them once,
decisions that I’ve taken, for at a point in time, that’s exactly what I wanted.
Conversations and surprises help me survive
They give me an excuse just to smile.
A laugh somewhere, a tear too,
They keep me going, but those are only a few.


I’m cloaked with change, I’m something new
Each day I grow up, now I know, it’s never too soon.