Say Hello

Say hello

It has been a while

Since the world has had its say

After a decade of disregard

 I listen to me again

The constant ranting of the tiring souls

Long lost its meaning to me

The once rational arguments now disturb

 The sweet innocence of silence

The several  thousand questions

Arrested the mind in apprehensions

Breaking the bounds of unease

I free myself again

Long time its been, haven’t heard from you.

I know. I said. I promised you.

The little child in me still waits

For those reassuring few words

Now, that I have a chance, let me ask

How are you? How have you been?

Free from the weight of everyday chores

I ask myself again

It has been a while

Keeping my eyes and ears open to one and all

Now, closing my eyes and shutting my ears

I talk to me again.

Pure Love, Adulterated Love

Some day somewhere, some point in time

I came to know that I wasn’t mine

One glance at you took me away

How far from me is hard to say

A distance as many miles apart

Could take a life to go back to start

Was it your eyes so enchanting intense

That led me to unknown realms so dense

 I walked on unmoved, even if aware

That I wasn’t supposed to be there

Deep waters look shallow like marshes look thin

But I knew someday it would take me in

Love it was, I had been sure

Adulterated with certain emotions obscure

Enveloped in affection, a tinge of desire

Anxiety and isolation that ignited the fire

Blinded by love or driven by an innate voice

I walked into darkness of my own choice

A lure so strong pulled me so hard

It even split me and my shadow apart

Gave in to you, my heart, my mind

But my soul left somewhere behind

In my selfish quest how could I fail to see

I couldn’t give to you what didn’t belong to me

A tiny space for a little young heart

The one in my life who never asked for her part

And yet those innocent sincere eyes

Unknowingly questioned my guilt, my lies

Maybe I had gone a bit too far, for too long

But to forget her; no force can be so strong

Was it her smile, that made me see

What I always saw but refused to agree

The innocent eyes with dreams for tomorrow

Why should they suffer my part of sorrow?

And before I knew the choice had been made

In the wake of pure love, adulteration did fade

A Plan so Perfect

You look for a fault in the plan well made

 ahead of time, ahead of phase

In a world of seamless proportion

Is to find a drop of poison in an ocean

The world that is made to precision, perfection

Every drop well placed

No more, no less

The flower does not decide the hues

To drape its slickly placed petals

Nor do the seeds plan to fall in place

Bit by bit, space by space

The beauty that meets the eyes

Is a mystery play of a myriad of elements combined

And every role is well placed in

A design designed to perfection

The river running down the landscapes

It is wild, unleashed, unbound

And yet it runs in a pattern unwavering

 Adhering to the scheme of things

each piece of earth it takes on

 and every stone it conquers

Is not sudden, sheer luck or chance

But an infinitesimal part of a well made plan

The blood that runs through a maze of veins

A maze of a perfect order

or the thoughts that cross the curious mind

careless, impulsive, eager

To question the eccentric scheme of things

Is perhaps a plan in itself

Laid out by a maker so perfect

Knowing who is perhaps not part of the plan