The Warrior Spirit

The first time when he touched her,
He claimed her soul to his breath,
She decided for his heart to be her home,
And together they vowed to never give it up,
Then one day, he took away her tomorrow,
Blended her boundless love with unlimited sorrow,
Since then, she had only known her shadow,
To be her ally in the darkness alone,
For every night when he was away,
She chose to drown in his memory,
Every morning when she woke up to an empty life,
She chose to deny the truth,
So she could surrender to the endless pain,
That pierced through her self-esteem,
Whenever she tried to say goodbye,
To the world they created together,
While he had left her behind to savor their doom,
She played with the broken pieces,
Of her withering and flickering heart,
So she could fool it just one last time,
With the hope that he will return,
And claim her to himself all over again,
But until then, she would survive the pain,
With a smile on her face,
And the warrior-spirited woman she is,
So don’t be late this time, she would be waiting.

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Time Bomb

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You took my breath away,
Left me gasping for more and more,
The starvation in your eyes hunts me like its prey,
The shifting burden of pain in my core.

Your gaze pierces through me like its a laser,
I am burning up and getting drunk on your lies,
Your touch is tender yet it feels like a taser,
I am falling apart and surviving your lows and highs.

Pull me close or let me go,
Don’t leave me hanging through this fall,
Burn me in your passion or let us blow,
I am a time bomb ready to explode.

You feast on the thought of our ‘Forever’,
It’s incredible how you celebrate our doom with me,
You stab the virtue in its back with your endeavors,
How fortunate you are to have me begging on my knees.

Your soul feeds on my cherry lips,
I am loud in silence and getting your stains off my skin,
Your heart seizes my mortality for it knows the love in my blood can drip,
I am living the best at my worst and the worst at my best for all my sins.

Pull me close or let me go,
Don’t leave me hanging through this fall,
Burn me in your passion or let us blow,
I am a time bomb ready to explode.


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For a second, I thought I lost you. Your fingers let go of my hand and your pulse plays hide and seek with me. Your eyes are shut and your face is calm as if angels have already arrived. Suddenly, I hear you mumbling..

‘Mitsy, please don’t leave me‘.

I don’t know what to do, I feel powerless, as if I am shackled in chains of self destruction. How can I let you go when you have asked me not to?

‘Darling, I am right here’, I whispered.

You hold my hand as tightly as you can but I feel nothing. Your eyes are teary but you wouldn’t say a word. Of course, you and your feminine strength! But I know, beneath this Iron Lady of mine, there is my little chunky bear who is crying and hurting and I cannot do anything about it.

‘You ate anything?’, you struggled to speak.

‘Shush, don’t you speak! You worry too much’, I smiled.

I vowed to you on our wedding day that I will be there by your side forever and will catch every one of your teardrop before it lands on your cheek. Now for the first time I have failed to fulfil my vow. As I see a teardrop moistening your cheek, I scoop it gently with my finger before it dissolves in your skin. I feel like a criminal in my own body. You are not supposed to break like this. One after the other, each day is draining you out and as much as I want to take you away from all this, I cannot. It’s difficult to believe that humans like us can become this vulnerable and incapable that we have to give up to nobody but ourselves – our very own body.

I feel sick to my stomach watching these doctors fiddle with your body like a mechanic would with an automobile. I am watching you while these doctors are trying to understand your body. Your body is complex and functions differently than mine. It is attacked by those microscopic things called germs. As a child, I always thought of these germs as a creation of the imagination of Science. Perhaps, now I stand corrected. Doctors tell me that the germs attacking you are not ordinary germs we might be affected by if we don’t take care of our hygiene. Instead they are pretty dangerous; deadly enough to change the will of your body. Now, as your body and germs fight as one, so must our spirits in this battle for life.

While these doctors are trying to do their job, you are peaceful like angels have taken you away from me. For a second I think I have lost you all over again but it’s the story of my life. Your disease is draining the life out of your system and watching you come and go is draining mine.

Moments

Note: Hey there Folks! This is my very first duet with a fellow-blogger, Neeraj. We enjoyed composing it and I hope you all would enjoy reading. Additionally, I encourage all who doesn’t know him to visit his blog – a very talented poet and song writer. Thank you. 

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(Neeraj)

Stay here, closer,

Let me run out of breath,

We’ve got this moment,

It’ll not be here forever,

It may never come again,

Let me live,

Every moment of it,

Let us die in its arms tonight.

(Me)

Stay there, far away,

No need for you to be here today,

We had the moment and we did it all,

Let go of me,

Let me fall,

It may never occur to you,

Love ain’t lust, I’m through.

(Neeraj)

Stay here, closer,

Let me inhale you slowly,

Let me kiss you properly,

Once it is over,

It won’t come again,

Let me live,

Every moment of it,

Let me not be wise tonight.

(Me)

Stay there, far away,

Don’t you play with my hair,

Don’t you dare to come any near,

Let me sob for all I’ve done,

Let me take the blame for once,

It may never occur to you,

We were through way before we knew.

(Chorus)

The moment we thought could get us together,
The moment we thought could get us better,
The moment we thought could stay there forever,
It passed and we surpassed,
‘Cause we never tried,
To hold it tight,
To make it right…

The Mystery of Life

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Before your lips flutter, 
Words you want to utter, 
Dare you not stutter, 
Think before you open your mouth, 
Think of the birds flying from North to South, 
Think of the whales underwater, 
Think of the life without death for a matter, 
Think and realize before you lose  your breath. 

Watch your words before you speak, 
Don’t be a reason for someone to be weak, 
Don’t hassle and try not to freak, 
You know the truth which they are willing to seek, 
Who says, truth is bitter? 
Prove them wrong and let your smile glitter. 

Birds are a symbol of freedom, 
A reason for the mornings to be cheerful, 
A reason for the sun to be fearless, 
A reason for the earth to be beautiful, 
A reason for the humans to learn to be blissful, 
Teaching the significance of love, unity and the charm to be graceful. 

Water is life, 
A symbol of purity, 
For marine life, an insurance of security, 
Beauty of the oceans and the creatures undiscovered, 
Praise the glory of Nature, 
When every day is a new beginning in the undercover, 
Grab the opportunity where Nature can be your lover. 
 
Death is a mystery, 
Yet life is a puzzle to solve this history, 
As you sow so shall you reap, 
Keep your nose clean while you prepare for the eternal sleep, 
Cherish every morning and the presence of sun, 
Live every moment like it’s your last and the only one. 
 
Wisdom is the daughter of experience, 
Life teaches you step by step on the way, 
Be careful as there’ll be ups and downs as you stray, 
Remain steadfast for you’re a warrior who can’t run away, 
Believe in your heart and soul – forget and forgive everyday. 
 
 

May be >

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“Where the hell are you”, I shout
Hasn’t he heard me screaming on his door?
Wide awake; I walk barefoot on the seashore
I feel his sight in the tranquility of the sea
I sense his touch in the caresses of the wind
I perceive his smell when it rains on me
And I dream of us entwined as one
May be this is a life about which my mum told me
When breathing is forced and the soul can’t be set free

I walk and walk when memories take over
The kisses I will cherish and caresses moreover
The sugar-coated words which echo like a mystery in my head
The open wounds which bled over the thousand tears I shed
I need his fingers to sew the wounds with a thread
I lust his aroma and the words unsaid
I feel his sight in the tranquility of the sea
I sense his touch in the caresses of the wind
I perceive his smell when it rains on me
And I dream of us entwined as one
May be this is a life about which my dad told me
When reality demands dreams and so do we

I glare at his silhouette on the sea
Hatred rushes in my blood along with the fire to avenge him
Gradually love for him melts my fury in a heart beat
I beg for the time to turn back and let me compete
The desire to rewrite my script on a new sheet
I crave his blood to refill my ink pen
I yearn for his one last touch all over again
I feel his sight in the tranquility of the sea
I sense his touch in the caresses of the wind
I perceive his smell when it rains on me
And I dream of us entwined as one
May be this is a life about which he told me himself
When a fairy tale can’t be dreamt or lived being yourself.

  

Passion

Passion – a dominating force.

The sole path escorting through Eternity

Sorrow or bliss credits the global Fraternity

Life’s a cheese cake; yet intricate to enjoy

Beating eggs, whisking flour and freaking sounds annoy

Love cradles my soul; suffering cuddles me

Is there any way out- any pending fee?

I swallow my breath collapsing in the soil

Inviting death after the long-termed toil

My soul enthralls my presence on this transitory abode

Passwords encrypted yet the accomplishments to decode

Passion to survive binds me training for the perilous flight

I crossed the stony beds, thorny deserts and mighty oceans; alas! My bare sight!

Blood implies the ending of my expedition

I lay back saddling my soul with the fire of ambition

Faking Ain’t Living ^ Discover Yourself!

Sometimes all we desire is a good start

To raise the standards of living on our part

I stretch with my squinting eyes; yawning widely with a sigh

Tossing and turning in bed – five minutes more I cry

The morning’s tedious without caffeine

Fishing in my cupboard to find a new dress – no more old jeans

Work is a burden and punctuality a bloody mosquito

These rules are not for us – break them, mould them with the power of veto

The boss yells at the front table where I feverishly snore

He senses the nasty alcohol on my breath– he can’t ignore

He can’t figure out who am I – Beyonce, Ke$ha or Lady Gaga

Tick Tock to if I were a boy to Born this way – it is MY remix saga

I lose the job, freak out wandering streets and my wallet’s empty

I am confident, positive and lovely – don’t need any pity

If life was all about abiding by rules and regulations

There would have been a large platform then and no more stations

Life is a scoop of an ice-cream and that last bit of the dark chocolate cake

Enjoy and breathe the way you want – celebrate every day before you fake