Strangers Again

From that first stolen look,
To that last meaningful kiss.
We are strangers again,
There is no denying this.

From the castles we built in the air,
To dreams we dared to together dream.
We are strangers again,
With nothing to redeem.

Our paths were meant to cross,
Though our time together, short lived.
We are strangers again,
Goodbyes we have bid.

Going away our ways,
With a keepsake memory.
We are strangers again,
Now with a common history.

From loud confessions of affection,
To silent reminiscence, so surreal.
We are strangers again,
This time, it is real.

New Season

Trapped in those four walls,
No window, no shine.
It has been long,
Since someone called you ‘mine’.
Creases on the bed,
Both sides - all yours.
A feeling of release,
Like winning internal wars.

What is your story?
They keep prying, you can tell.
Slowly warming up,
To the confines of your shell.
That winter chill you once felt,
Now replaced by a sunny blue.
Flowers blooming again,
Perhaps it’s a clue.

In between these lines,
They see parts of you for a reason.
Finally breaking down those walls,
You are becoming a new season.

All I Am


All I am
Is words
Lost in translation
Looking for meaning
Devoid of definition
Put me together
Make a story
A tragedy one day
Perhaps the next day
A poem
I’ll flow like a river
I’ll bleed like the ocean
Some days
I’ll be the sand
That follows
Your footprints
Cut me open
On another
And you'll see
The darkness inside
Play a little longer
Perhaps the light
Will shine through
And there
You will find me
In the words
Devoid of definition
Looking for meaning
Lost in translation
That’s all I am.

Only You

Perhaps
in another world,
It will be my hand
that you hold.
Right now,
fragile and timid -
my heart,
In the next life,
it promises to be bold.

So many such
daydreams,
I wake up to
everyday.
When I see you,
standing there,
My courage,
loses its way.

The feet follow
your footsteps,
The mind,
not far behind.
Maybe my wish
will come true,
Universe -
please be kind.

You do know me,
I am no stranger.
Yet this distance
is more than true.
If only
you could see inside,
This heart beats,
only for YOU.

Bittersweet

I have been
cleaning out,
those dusty corners
of my mind.
The ones,
I steered away from,
when that life,
I left behind.

Debris,
on the floor,
Of fallen hopes,
and dreams.
Tucked away,
under the carpet,
Silent,
Hidden,
Memories.

I dig through
some more,
There is treasure,
in this rubble of time.
Beloved moments,
hanging here and there,
like dew drops,
Beautiful,
Sublime.

This journey
into the past,
has been bittersweet.
Letting go is tedious,
but my mind
can finally breathe.

There are still
broken pieces,
That make up
my beating heart,
This step back in time,
A lesson.
A reminder.
Every end,
is always a new start.

Nostalgia

Nostalgia laden
as I wander
through passages
of you and me
I chance upon these
wondrous
intricate bits
Like footprints
on the sands of time
Pieces of you
my memories
always manage to find
That sliver of heart
you showed me
while we danced
Or that remnant of soul
I found hidden
in your favorite song
Those little glimpses of dreams
I saw in your eyes
Or the depth of your mind
that I could never have enough
And as I amble
a little more
It is that evening
and there we are
hands intertwined
our first sunset
Peaceful
Sharing Silences
Wandering through passages
You and me
Nostalgic.

Reach

Desires,
For the unreachable.
Feelings,
Unsaid, unrecognized.
Views,
Of the not so obvious.
Thoughts,
On taming the chaos.
Messages,
To the ones not around.
Dreams,
For a future chance.
Decisions,
Of life, on life, on hold.

Words,
Pouring out the inside.
One poem at a time.
This is me,
Trying to reach you.

Sunshine

Sun-kissed dreams,
Glazed by the light.
Like daffodils,
Happy and bright.
Sunny smiles,
Hold your hand, when you are blue.
Take you away from the sorrow,
To return home new.

Sprinkle of laughter,
A dash of spring,
Change in the weather,
But happiness, it does always bring.
A spirit full of joy,
Rekindled hope.
The spark still burns,
A will strengthened to cope.

What was once a void,
Brims with life anew.
A pain felt by many,
Lived only by a few.
You still shine, still sparkle,
Our hearts wonder how.
Sunshine all around,
Within us, you are now.

PS: Dear sis, your light lives on and hoping to keep it going through these words.

Whole

The thing about sadness, grief, pain
Is that even in your moment of brokenness,
it gives you ways to become whole.

As you evaluate your life,
vastly different
from the way you imagined it to be.
That broken ankle begins to follow the beat,
Your shaken knees begin to recognize the rhythm.
A new rhythm,
That makes you move instead of cringe with pain,
your waist starts to twist and twirl,
in a way you don’t recognize.
Your hands and shoulder follow suit,
As they rise up with a little shimmy of their own
And your cracked lips break into a smile,
as you recognize the bits and pieces,
they left you as memories.

Memories,
That not only seal,
But also heal the scars and marks
the void left on your body,
and finally you feel that bob in your head.
That is when you know your heart is still whole.

PS: Sis ~ As I continue to gather pieces of that the heart refuses to beat without, all those pieces that will always belong to you. Thank you for keeping me whole.

Dispensable

All rise with the sun,
All fade into the night.
All the lives that matter,
Who gave you the right to decide?
This path that we walk on,
Is open to all,
That is our right.
When did we lose our freedom?
When did we lose our sight?

This simple act of living,
Blurred by colors,
With no voice.
A life is gone,
Once again.
Taken,
By their choice.

Another unfortunate moment,
When the grim truth is told.
While we search and search for answers,
The lost ones, we can never hold.
Time has passed, time and again,
With a story – unacceptable.
Another truth,
Yet another reminder,
No life is dispensable.

Becoming

It comes in waves,
This tsunami of emotions.
An anxious eruption.
Triggering my answers,
Damaging my questions,
Disturbing my peace,
Hurting my existence.

It stays for a while,
This urge to give up,
This will to go on,
This yearning to be needed,
This desire to belong,
Wave after wave,
A tempest inside.

I breathe, outside.
Free as a bird,
Silent as the ocean,
Calm as the night.
Merging,
Evolving,
Becoming.
Here I am.

Rise

Unwind,
That ray of light.
Let it fall,
Straight,
To the ground.
Past the clouds,
Through the trees,
To those pieces,
You scattered,
On your way out.

Let the warmth
Pull it back together.
A magic,
One of its kind.
I feel it beat,
The heart,
Left lifeless, in the rain.
You left me broken,
For the moon.
For the sun,
I rise again.

Unapologetic

She refused
to carry the weight,
Of their expectation.
You could see it in her eyes,
She thrived,
Owed no one any explanation.
Her smiles were fearless,
Uncaged,
Like the birds in the free sky.
Rebellious wings,
Her own rules,
She was always flying high.

Wildly outspoken,
They loved her heart.
That had nothing to hide.
Untamed, Unfettered,
Her life,
She lived with a spirited pride.
Her strength,
Came from within,
She left a mark on their mind.
Unapologetic, fiercely real.
She was, and still is,
The one and only, of her kind.

~ Dedicated to my little sister. My one and only. My one of a kind ~


Bury Me

They came
to collect
All those remnants
Of you,
The only ones
I own now.

All those pieces
of you,
The ones that
Are a part
of me now.

Perhaps, they can
bury me too,
when they return
you to the
earth.

Without you,
I am already
dead inside.

Fairy Tale

Happily ever after,
You and me, would be, they had said.
A hand to hold,
Steps, side by side,
Partners for the road ahead.

I had your back,
And you had mine.
Our story - a fantasy,
Less magical,
More reality,
Perhaps that was a sign.

I didn’t notice,
As our dreams took flight.
You wandered a different path,
And though I stayed behind,
Something felt innately right.

They didn’t tell us,
Real forever’s come with only so much rhyme.
Certainty becomes distant,
Love, a fragment of the mind.
Ours was no fairy tale,
They begin with 'Once upon a time'.




Silence

There is a lull at the moment.
A silence,
Like one I’ve never felt before.
This silence talks,
It tells me her stories.
This silence travels,
It takes me back in time,
All those times with her.
This silence screams,
It screams with me.
As I vent my pain away,
As I relive my memories with her,
This silence isn’t silent at all.
I wonder why it appears so quiet,
When it brings out the storm in me.


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