A night in my Bed

Lying wide awake under my sheets

I recall who I used to be

I look at myself now and wonder

What has led me into this mansion of hunger

I dream of being better than who I used to be

I push aside any miseries

I work through my day in honesty and discipline.

I follow the rules, a routine keeps me going.

I spend hours of my day playing with my mates

Late hours at home are spent doing something good.

The calmness within is sometimes shattered by a wave of rage

A storm rises like it will never stop.

I see myself falling and worry I can never rise again.

But just a night’s sleep in my bed

Will make everything right once again.

Sound of Rain

The sound of rain through my window pane

So loud on the grayish white frame.

Drops splatter on the muddy plain

Winds howl and embrace the rain.

 

The pitter-pattering drops on lakes and leaves.

Gentle rumble of clouds with a crackling blaze

Thunder, wind and rain play their lightning game.

 

Immersing in its overwhelming power and busy affair

A slight tug on my insides

A temptation, a drawing, a lordly call of the rain.

Here’s comes the season of rain once again.

Try Some Kindness

You walk around like a snob,

What’s that look on your face,

Humble down a bit.

You will need to earn the respect and love.

Curt replies, crass behavior

Towards people below your so called “standards”

Just makes You an extremely unpleasant person.

No you are not special,

You are not a judge of your intelligence

and you certainly are not entitled to belittle others.

What are you looking at?

What are you looking at, these streets are mine as much as yours!

Why do I need to cover myself?

And walk with my head down..

Why are you men looking at me all the time..?

 

Is it the clothes I wear?

Have you never seen a woman before..?

What is it that you wish to see?

Your shameless, creepy gaze pierces through me..

How I wish I could beat you right now and pull your eyes out..

 

These roads are so bad,

Stones on my path,

Mud and dust in the air..,

and you stupid men stand over there and stare..!

 

What do you get by looking?

Do you realise how uncomfortable it makes me!

No it’s not that I am afraid,

Just ashamed. I have no hope.

This city is going down the drain..

World Hunger Day

Silver foils, empty plates

Hungry kids stop and stare.

Dried lips, messy hair

Are you here to beg?

But why..you should be out there to play

Or is this your new game?

We throw away and waste.

Children out there are waiting to be fed.

A little more care, a little less greed

Can maybe feed the ones in need.

Protect and educate

Love and care

Let’s improve what we can today

Be humble and nice to everyone you meet.

..and another day

With the crack of dawn

I rose..

like the crispness in the air.

I smiled a while and looked ahead

At the hazy clouds in the light blue sky.

I give a thought to what I have become

And close my eyes for a second.

I open them again

Look for rays of hope for my actions.

Take a deep breath, smell the freshness in the air

& go back in to live another day.

Into the dark

I embark into the deep dark woods

Walk, continue walking

Look around and find just darkness

Forests black as the night

Play with the wind and howl all night

Nothing but pebbles on my track

Crispness of the leaves leave behind a crackling noise.

I stop and stare

Wonder what’s ahead

An endless twirling path

I sob and look up at the sky

Dark foggy mist in the air

Chilly piercing winds make me embrace myself

The moon pierces through the smokey clouds

 

A tight grip on my shoulder

I turn around to find nothing but darkness again.

April 26th

You have endured pain.
Quietly. You did not share.
Your eyes said it all
But you remained strong
Counting days, each day was a new kind of pain
It started eating you up
And you still did not give up.

You smiled at me
Held my hand
We watched, we were helpless
But we cared.
If only we could take all your pain away.

And now you’re gone.
Your cancer is cured today.
If only I could see you one last time.
Rest in peace dear father.
I will always miss you and love you.

PS – April 26th, loving father-in-law

Pulling me deeper

It’s a darkness

It’s full of pain

I know what lies inside

I pull myself together, block all the dark thoughts

Close my eyes

Breathe deep with the hope the pains goes away

Sigh, everything is still the same

My wandering mind settles in thoughts of him again

How do I push them away

It just keeps getting worse

There is nothing good to him

Then why do I get pulled towards him again

Is it the attention I seek

Or the idea of him being just mine.

 

Needy

If it was so easy

Pain, oh honey is needy

It likes to dwell on my happy side

Slowly building its hive.

I begin to share sides

Start to believe

Happiness and pain go together

Until it begins to take more than its share.

Pain is greedy

Gets more clingy

How do I push this needy one away?

Trapped in its sad clutches how does one escape.