Pangs of Separation

Like the breeze of early spring gusts
After infusing hue in the blossoms
Do come over, so the garden transacts
its business, in a fashion awesome

The coop is crestfallen, friends,
At least do urge the Zephyr
To invoke God, if it will, somewhere
Speak of my beloved, in good measure

Let the first light befall, for once,
With a quiver of your lips
And the twilight, exuding musky fragrance
of your tresses, the atmosphere eclipse

Aggrieved yet deep-rooted are ties
Laying the impoverished heart, aside
A mere utterance of your name shall
beckon this sympathizer, swelled with pride

Whatever I endured, so be it
But the parting night do know
That my tears have embellished
Your passing, making it aglow

Nowhere along the way did I fell
A sense of belonging
Walking away from the beloved’s street
Only to reach a noose hanging

Life – I Ain’t Miffed

Certainly not miffed with life
Just a little perplexed
Your innocuous questions make me
Distraught at the slightest pretext

The thought of handling tribulations
To survive never did cross my mind,
That debt had to be re-paid
For beaming a smile, none did remind

Occasionally when my face, a grin begets
The lips seem laden with debt

The sorrows of life have taught me
Decoding relationships by casting new light
I found the comforts of shade
Under the bright, scorching sunlight

Now that emotions are welled up
Tears would trickle down the cheeks
Perhaps tomorrow for these very droplets
The eyes shall hanker to weep

Have no clue when it got lost
Where it was misplaced
That lone drop of tear
Which I had tucked away is untraced

The Healing Touch

Who’s that one with messianic healing touch
Whom do I reach out to
Let know, oh dreadful loneliness
Whom do I reach out to

Staying hushed suffocates every breath
Like a sting of a serpent
Disgraced, I feel in heaving a sigh
Whom do I reach out to

Phew! these sighs of silence
Deceiving the heart
Ooh this blaring sound of quietude
Whom do I reach out to

A Grievance

Although fostering a grievance
Come over simply to impair my heart
Retrace your footsteps, once again 
To forsake me and depart.

Let the illusion of my pride 
of love remain somewhat intact  
You may well bend over backward on occasion
To mollify me, as a matter of fact
 
Even though our relations are
Nowhere close to days of yore  
Yet, turn up for the sake of tradition and 
Ways of the world to fulfill a chore
 
To whom all am I obliged to
Disclose the reason for the estrangement
Conceding that you are irked with me
Show up for the world at large 
 
For ages, I have felt deprived of
The gratification of expressing grief
My beloved show up to make me cry
So that I could find relief
 
This confounded heart, yet has
Expectations from you to cope 
Do come back to extinguish 
These last candles of hope

Spurious Connections

Vows, promises, love, loyalty
Are no more than empty talk
No one is yours in this world, these
Fake relationships could take a walk

With a messiah in tow, you would
Still not be salvaged, despite the claims
Your own flesh and blood shall
At last, consign you to flames
Eventually, the one soaring in the skies
Will coalesce in soil, notwithstanding acclaims

They would stick together, in happier times
Only to abandon you while in distress
Professing false allegiance, people at large
Will themselves, your emotions transgress
Those out to deceive God, in manipulating
Humans never shall remorse express

Oh, Gory Death

Always on the prowl,
Oh, gory death
Searching for ways foul
To surreptitiously snatch a breath

With a colossal appetite
Insatiable in its usual fill,
Now feeds on mortal’s plight
Breeding corona for cheap thrill

Indiscriminate in choice of the palate
Devouring young and old alike
By infesting scores through secret ballot
Mayhem in households strike

Rejoicing in human upheaval
Has been its horrid hallmark
Unleashing epidemics since time medieval
To plunge the world in times so stark

On a mission intrinsically so inhumane
Wielding a vice-like grip on mankind,
Brazenly disrupting the familial chain
contrarily inhabiting cemeteries un-designed.

Battling unprecedented jolt at length
Although the world has resigned
Yet death, in a show of strength
Through new mutants continues its grind