poetry

Love for you

My love for you is like the green

In your city

You cut me off to pave paths and tracks

To build your life, with stones and bricks

As if this world is yours

You forget it’s mine too

It’s been mine before you

You adored me first

Then I was forsaken to the dust

But, I continued to grow on your sides

All around adding beauty

Unperturbed by your absolute disregard

My love transforms into a million forms

Like on a gloomy morning

When skies are losing tempers

I add to your beauty in the dark

Patiently waiting for you to notice

To take at least an insignificant look at me

And you are so busy

To cast a glance or to even see

I bloom into wild little flowers

Of colours yellow red and pink

Pastels, hues and candy clouds

Smiling at your existence

But for how long

Till you realise I am gone

Believe me you don’t want that

Cause then your skies will pour

Your sun will burn

The wind will aid more sun and less you

And both will set you apart in flames

Of sparks that flew between us

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Sleep Sweet My Love

Closer to another world
One step at a time
What do you do?
What’d she do,
When her mind is slowly dying
But her heart’s beating;
One beat at a time
Slower everyday like if it was preparing for a new journey.
Her mind raced back and forth
To when she was a little girl
And bricks and leaves were
What she fed her imaginary tree guests
They were back,
But where’d she find their food
In a concrete jungle

She lived with a stranger
He was full of life
She knew him from somewhere
Where! She wondered every time
He walked closer to her, crashed beside,
Whenever he moved she beamed
At times he felt like a soul friend
Other times a ghost
But he lit her face up when around he was
He was a human made from star-dust
In a field full of horses
He was a unicorn
When he danced
Colors flew as sparks

She tried to trace their history
He was still a mystery
Drew a blank every try she attempted to locate his chronology,
when he moved so close
As if they were breathing life into
The universe in unison
On a stormy night, when all hell flew wild
They were fire
Her tree friends cheered when they were close
They complained when he moved away

Her mind sunk every day
In darkness,
And then one night, her heart accepted defeat
Her sun brown face changed to a subtle red
Oh the beauty, passing away brings
But she was leaving him behind
His eyes were as if set on fire,
His red face lost color, he knew
The melancholy that’d follow
Sunrise would never be the same again
Storms were growing cruel

Hey you, have you seen pain?
Pain is when words fail and
Songs fail to soothe
It’s when you know and you can’t,
Depression is when you feel lifeless
While you are awake
And you see your love going away
Beat by beat, breath by breath
Moment by moment, all in slow motion
A motion capture,
Of your life that is a fairy tale in reverse
She held his hand, clasped it with whatever was left

Their faces so close as if at any moment
They were to become one
The connection formed through their nose
Wasn’t it how you connect, the pheromones
Her hair was left open as if to taste
Her world
Her frail body rested against his
While he held her close
She smiled,
He was her last look of life
Phosphenes mixed with his face
His eyes that can melt the sun
She cast her longest glance
Before finally closing her eyes
To sleep forever

He suddenly felt the chills
He knew then, what winter felt like
When her warm breath withdrew
Her grip loosened and her heart
Calmed down from the first time
While her hair still had some life in them
Her ears were closing the last transactions for the night
And he knew he had a debt to clear too.
As he lay her down to sleep
and leaned close to her left ear
Kissed the nape.
There wasn’t time; he had to do it fast
Before she leaves her body behind

He whispered those very words
She would before demons took over her mind
“Sleep sweet, my love,” he said
And a tear ran down his cheek
The time stopped, and his world came to a halt
Maybe temporarily, albeit for a long time to come.

poetry

Love…

She twirled by the window, dressed
in a long red skirt with a fringe

For the poor boy, it felt like a glimpse of the Candyland;
His own tie-dyed tunic caught her eyes.

And they both stayed still,
while the rain poured like love
and the lightning struck like the flash of a camera shot
on landscape mode.

 

 

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Your death smelled so pleasant

Your death smelled so pleasant to me
Like it was the first rain of the season;
The caution of an incoming storm.
Well-dressed men rushed into my office
They told me you were unwell
You were shot in the abdomen
By the enemy forces
They shot you through your jacket
That had PRESS written on them.

I gathered my stuff from the table
It wasn’t much
Keychain with a scented bottle
A book, and a pen
All that you gave me, and hurried towards the hospital.

However, then I was diverted towards home
The smell of eerie silence circulated inside
the car that we drove
across the desert.
While our friends left this place, some country
Moreover, some the earth itself.
However, we held on, we were adamant
This land was our home.

The vehicle slowly made its way through the
Stormy streets,
It poured incessantly.
I prayed in silence that we drive forever
and never reach home
But we inched closer.

The parking lights of numerous cars
and their beautiful red reflection on the raindrops
lit up the way to our home.
Our home never looked so beautiful

They didn’t have to say it out loud to me
I knew,
I knew for sure.

My heart beat in ultra slow motion
Like the time, you shot me on your phone twirling
You shot me moving closer to your face.

I knew it was all over
As I got out of the car,
I felt the smell of frankincense flowing out of
Our door
Where you once stood and
Smirked at me
At thirty, oh so young
Remembering the time I mocked you
Called you old, closer to the grave
and I laughed out loud at the doorway as you left for work.

I didn’t mean it; we were going to
Travel some more,
Write some more weren’t we?
The storm knocked electricity out
The candles smelled pleasant
I bent down to pick a white rose at the door
That probably lost its way inside from.

Your casket smelled so ethereal
As if I was feeling your face through my nose
Lillies covered our floor
Also, there you were in the center, lifeless

The body as they called it
Because you left without saying goodbye.
Our house was in dressed in flowers today
Around you, over you and all over.

If only you smiled
Your death would have been as heaven-like
as your life.
Your death smelled so pleasant to me
That I cried.

 

poetry

Reach out to me…

Reach out to me
like I am all you see.
In this crowded city
Among a crowd of million beauties
Show me how to feel again
Touch me and let’s fly
Seek me out and let’s hide
In forests
Around mountains
Between narrow streams that flow down
Like melted ice in May
Let’s hang our prayer flags
And ask the wind to carry our wishes up above
Sit around a fire
Tell stories of lions and bears
About how they come out to hunt in the darkness of the night
Hold me tight
And let’s share warmth and a bottle of rum
Sway to the tune of a peaceful melody
Let’s lie under stars
And watch as time lapses and takes us along
Let’s call it a party
You, me and these little cuddle monsters
That we pet as let silence take over us
Smile, blush and make our faces turn red
Let’s watch the fireflies come out alive
At the deadbeat of midnight
Come to me love
And kiss me one mo’ time
Reach out to me
As the blood moon touches us one last time

 

poetry

My Body Remembers You

dMello

My body writes it all down
Notes every time she comes across another;
Every scratch of the nail against her bareback
Every flutter of your lashes
She remembers all of it in flashes,

Every tooth that digs into the lip
Drawing streams of red,
Every clutch of her waist
Trespasses and passing touches
Each whispered word on her earlobes.

Every tug of her strands
If he is lucky, she lets him inside her mind.
She relishes, savors the taste of him.
However, sometimes, she throws up.
every cruel word he says,

He may not know her
However, she remembers his hand print.
His shoe size between her breasts
When he wandered through the valley
That connects her to generations that.
Have passed on

She remembers the oppression,
The suppression against the walls that they built for her
She fights back, she caves in
She remembers every little touch on her…

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We sleep…

dMello

Inspired by Palestine Refugee camp

We sleep in tents
Inside the camps across the line
That separates nations
His teeth dig into my skin
As if barbed wire pierce through the trespassers,
My screams are muffled
He holds my mouth with his wet palms
To hush up
Not to draw too much attention

Sand flies across the land
Border lights glow as if stars in the night
Dewdrops trickle down our faces
My lover runs his nails up
From my toe
through my spine
Tugging my strands
Not so soft anymore
My hair has weathered storms

Gunshots are heard at a distance
More blood tonight
My land, their land,
A little child has no land

He pulls my clothes away from my body
And his pants
Every gunshot makes my body shiver
He holds me close
I can hear
Chaos, a mother weeps
As he tastes my quivering lips,
My…

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