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a brother who flew

Sometimes sometimes

I think of how you flew

to a new abode

leaving behind the chains

of immobility

threatening your sanity

against the clutter of

noisy sympathies

hands held out half shy

murmurs of affected understanding

wrinkled forehead and many sighs.

Tied to the wheels

you never owned

you chose a flight

to a new home fair

I remember your seething anger

let out in loud screams

ringing out in the streets

a chained spirit

held tight against will

brother I never forget

nor shall I ever be able to

the look of deep anger

you chose not to vocalize

the eyes down in deep despair

you expressed in a cryptic smile

sometimes many a time

brother you seep into my soul

make your home in my smiles, sleeps

and dreams and thoughts, you do

I don’t think of you as gone

though some partings are painful

how we have been together

despite distance is a tale in itself.

Forever brother, forever more

– Chechi

Stings of love

Sometimes being surrounded with love stings acutely of loneliness

acidic in rancour and bad taste that you keep cleaning your throat

wondering what is the stink and where is it coming from

Then the Waste Land comes floating by singing

‘April is the cruellest month breeding lilacs …’

then you wish for a bit of banter and a little of nudging

but you made it a practice to saunter alone still

the heart yearns for the surety of a company and looks out

thinking the sky must now turn a brighter shade

though it is raining hard and clouds have put the sun to sleep

you wonder of sunny days and how they must be making their way

to a heart that longs for laughter and hangs on to hopes

even desperately smiling coz don’t thoughts become realities

so the cries are forbidden and they come out in soft sniffles

beneath the blankets in the darkness after the blue light dims

then you comfort yourself thinking how half the world is lonely

that is some assurance as lonely hearts sauntering in summer

may run into each other and create nests of banter and boredom

perhaps the mundane is what is interesting after all it is there

unlike the uncertainity of adventure or the quest for what is unknown.

Quiet sky

Can we sit together? I ask the sky

You and I, as we watch the rain

pounding the earth

sprouting streams and puddles

of small waters holding meetings of love

shall we not sit together?

you and I and listen to the murmur of the wind

the cries of the birds swishing past to dry themselves

perhaps then you could hear me too and what my heart says

but then as you would have known by now

what my heart says and what my words speak and eyes cry out

are all entirely different, each a song of its own, still it would be nice

to have you sit by and watch the rain gods dance

while you take a break and come and sit by my side

so, what about it?

And the sky was quiet.

Sun & Dark clouds

When the dark clouds came

Sun beat a hasty retreat

‘Sorry, I should not have come

It’s your day to shine and pour

or vice versa’

It looked as if the dark clouds

did not take it kindly

and soon filled the sky

with their own light

somewhere though

the earth lay dreaming

awash with tears of joy

drenched in love

soothing her pains

bringing her pleasures

she smiled in sleep

‘they are mine’

she murmured softly

the Sun and the dark clouds’

fancy fantasises filled her thoughts

she dreamt of love

smiles curled

around her lips

eyes grew heavy

in painful pleasure

and the sky poured

down hasty, pounding

pulsating with life.

Come, Said the Sky

‘Come’ said Sky for a change

and I followed dazed

we walked the clouds

jumped the rainbows

touched the stars

caressed the moon

showered earth

with our palms

holding it close

careful of each drop

‘Nurture with care

Give love and life springs’

he murmured as he

looked down at earth

and I saw her smile

curl and stretch

to catch his gaze

I stood silent

watching in awe

of a love affair

I had never noticed

and sighed

at my folly!

Be thou spirit fierce

Be thou spirit fierce

be thou free like the wild wind

cruising by

Be thou the rage of the skies

the height of the waves

be thou fierce and free

kind and compassionate

all at once

be thy thirst for life

ever so insatiable

be thy love for living

ever thy guiding spirit

chase the dreams

hold the world in thy palms

igniting wild dreams on the way

paving path for all creatures of imagination

may thy wishes come true

and may the heavens sing paeans to thee

Amen!

you heard me right and heard me true

You heard me right

you heard me true

when I said my friend

my life is mine

the pains are mine

and the gains are too

I hold no grudge

nor no rancor

I love your anger and your hate

I embrace your love

growing steadier

I bow in gratitude

for every pain

that made me grow

taught me strength

for this alone

has taught me truth

of the soul’s might

and its singular flight

on planet earth

I make a few friends

I lose many more

staying by

or walking away

you still are dear

coz we meet

and part

yet we stay on

together ever

and the learning goes on

so does life

then to write

to dream

to say a kind word

to help and be helped

this be the vision

of every life

here in the now

let me live

so should you

so should you

Coz you heard me right

and heard me true

Just a bit

Bold

Be bold

Strong

Be strong

Ask

Ask aloud

Resist

Resist violence

Don’t be talked down

But be careful eh!

I mean don’t be too bold, just a little

Don’t be too loud, just a bit

Don’t be too strong, maybe a bit

Ask, yes, but politely, you see

He loves you see

Even when he hits

He loves you , you see

Even when he taunts

He, the poor thing

with you the loud thing

very loud woman

poor poor man

He spiked your food

with prasad, oh!

It’s because he loves you so much

He is afraid of losing you

He talks you down

oh! its just to keep you in control

You have not been loved?

oh! which woman has ever?

He is a man

Just remember that

and be a woman! Ok!

Sky soul

I had not asked the sky to stop by

yet he did being kind

inclined to all things azure

he moved into my soul

he spent some time

clearing a few cob webs

pasting a few sweet smiles

rubbing off a few dark spots

and filling some heavenly fragrances

if nothing, he said

pick up that pen of yours

write, write till you bleed

and then I am there with you

He read out somethings

and I wondered how he knew

he smiled and said

I speak to you in your dreams

I drive away faces dark and fearsome

sometimes I hold your hands as you sleep

kiss away your fears and let you smile

I ask him if I would know him when I saw him

Let time tell you that, he said

and vanished blue.