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Love fills, love rolls

love flooded in through

the crevices of her soul

filling bits of bright sky

in the corners of her heart

and streaming out into

her glistening eyes

smiles grew warmer

in the winter

the sky nonchalant, lost and shy

for long, so far woke up to her

and reached out in joy

‘you look happy, shall I join?’

but there were new friends

visitors and the light breeze

a few birds and the cat that meowed

thronging into her life

as she stood up to dance

thinking, ‘why I did not know this?

why did I stop the music within?

why did I silence the chatter of dreams

reams of fantasties, giggles and laughter rolls

and look for light elsewhere hiding the lamp within!

‘Now, you know’, said the universe.

Ps: Be your own champion!

Skylogues

I am cannot possibly be just yours, said Sky, walking tall, his back upright and his voice tender even in pride.

You see, thousands prostrate in front of me, the clouds dance around me, the breeze blows for me, the oceans rise and fall for me often the earth sends me her ardent yearnings for love. Every life form blushes in deep love for me and rejoices in my presence.

A thousand souls look to me, many more worship me, others soak in my light and grow warm and glow,you must understand I am rather busy, in the real sense!

Besides to me you are one among the all, the multitudes, yes, I know you, see you, hear you even and you should be grateful for what I do for you.

Remember I sustain you, it is not the other way around. So stop this clinging and this unnecessary cringing and this over the top sentimentality. I got to run my course. I do. Millenia has watched me do the same. She knows, the universe, she knows it all. Ask her if you don’t believe me.

In all these years of shining, I have met many souls, beautiful like yourself, they come and go, like flowers in the garden, I watch them all. I love them all.

Allow me the pleasure to shine on all. I sustain lives many more than you can ever count but I know you, I hear you, and I even see you.

Rejoice in my presence, go celebrate the warmth of my love and feel one among others, all others, know that you are special, like others.

I know what you think, of what you doubt, but doubt not, my beloved, my love is true and it is pure but just that it is for all, yes, for all.

I give in surplus, I don’t know to hold back and I give everything my form, my breath, my length, my colours, myself, all of my thoughts, my dreams, so you see me and sometimes do try and hear me.

Yes, giving has exhausted me at times, pinched me to the core, yet, the universe knows, she knows it all, I have never stopped and I shall never ever do that.

Come, smile, let’s walk together till your journey’s end. Stay with me. Find me in your eyes, in your breath, in your dreams and your thoughts, after all you will come back to me and I shall embrace you again.

Again, doubt not, I know you, I hear you and of course, I see you.

I do.

Quixotic Sun

Where does the Sun go

each day looking so bright

the clouds wondered

worried if he would ever set off too far

Where does he go indeed

asked the stars sitting pretty

we never see him enough

What does he do really

wondered the moon

the whole night when

I am holding the lamp for the world

The Sun was quixotic in his nod

dismissive in his shrug

and the large smile

that grew on his face

whoever needed to answer stupid questions?

I have come your way

Don’t ask me how many times

I have come your way

knocked on your door

peeped into through the windowsill

to see if you would lift your head

I have often sung my heart’s content

chosen words that I thought you would like

set them to harmony and let them out

in my not so soulful voice

just for you to hear

I have often picked a thought

loved it enough and let it grow

ripening it with care

and then sent it to the clouds

to reach to the corner of your heart

yet, friend I must say

they get lost, all my labour of love

in gusts of wind and storms of anger

in your rare indifference and your

happy carelessness, your obsession with self

my notes are trampled by your

single minded pursuit of your dreams

yet I send them in the hope of

a recipient somewhere in the universe

and the sky eggs me on eachday

being himself so vast and profound

he makes time to sit by and listen

and that gives me hope

a lot of hope and yes, a lot of love.

Busy sky

It’s sometime since the sky spoke

I ask of him his whereabouts

Being reluctant to speak

he mumbled

‘its in rains that I am most busy’

there is life to bloom

ponds to fill and pain to erase

I have to watch the raindrops

as sometimes she, the earth

is too fragile to hold my love

she never sheds a tear or lets out a murmur

her quickening breath or her sweating forehead

is my cue to hold, release and let go at times

besides, there are her children who look to me

in hope , despair sometimes in love or in prayer

I am here, there and everywhere

and its best that you walk to me

than I come to you

besides who knows what you can hold?’

He laughed loudly.

Dear sky

Dear sky

when was it that you chose to walk into my soul

clear a few dark clouds to park your sunshine

and decided to stay on causing bright smiles

to bloom on a face given to fantasies

peeping into eyes much given to daydreams

and sleepwalking in the mornings

what made you choose me

of all the beautiful lives around

so that tears and joys have since

divided a heart into equal portions

with some mischief and hope thrown in

that I wonder if I am floating by

or just living on

really!!!

yeah really so!!!

so much so that if death were to come by

without formalities of invitation or notice

I might just walk behind head stooped in newbride’s blush

meek and ready, take me, I am yours, I would sure tell him

yeah really

really so!!!

Don’t give up

Don’t give up

the end is here

the end is near

it is dear, so don’t give up

not yet, not yet

I am with you

we move ahead

you and I, step by step

each moment

as it passes by

don’t give up

my love, you deserve much more

don’t give up

your heart is young even now

don’t give up

coz at the turn he stands

your love, with open arms

he welcomes you

by the clouds, he dances for you

he sends you rains

and flowers of rainbow too

don’t give up

I keep watching you through

don’t give up

he comes to you

riding the trails of gold

he comes to you

in sweet victory

so don’t give up

it’s never too late

cause you chose love

above everything else

don’t give up

dear love, I am with you here

don’t give up

ever again.

Promise of love

You promised, she told the Sky

who was busy hiding behind the clouds

It’s about time, don’t you think

she tried dropping some heavy hints

hoping him to catch the trend

He though, scratching his chin

and nodding awkwardly

did not want to speak, not yet

Knowing how silences leads to words

and then to long pregnant pauses

she prepared herself to wait

not too long but a bit maybe

So, that day went past in waiting

now the azure sky is back

a half smile playing along his lips

and she is supposed to make sense of nothing

seriously, nothing!

Jigsaw puzzles have held her hanging

far too long, but then

hope for love refuses to die

and searches for a sunbeam in a raindrop.

Sky soul

This way, this way

I urged the sky

walking ahead

and creating space

I wanted to shut the door behind

when I knew he was fully inside

his tail of clouds and fancy breeze crown

his stars that shone and the sun that burnt

oh! you forgot the moon?

I asked surprised

He was busy, said sky casually.

Fit him in as I tried

I could not and I felt exasperated

I sweated profusely

anxious tears and fears of losing

ran down my cheeks

He laughed at me and gently sat

his ether butt on the foam chair

you need not tie me down to have me

neither should I

we are but free you and I

he held his arms and gathered my soul

a few thought strands he calmed them down

he planted a kiss on my forehead

and held me close

what is, is what is not

what is not, it is

I looked bewildered at his blabbering

and then smiled, and he joined in.

Sky like

I think of the sky

and of you

often in the same breath

how vast uncontrollable

is your zest for life

how deep your laughter

how wistful your moods

how your anger at times

and then the sulking

something of a feline nature

a fierce independence

a wild craving for living

its contagious

its pure

so be thou as you are

spirit free

thathasthu