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Swords & Flowers
It’s been a long walk To the house softness. I sulk, balk and talk.. Of extreme-unfairness To the sharp edges..Swords are safe hedgesFlowers are lethal truthSo strange, yet smoothI see the real form nowAs the veil lifts like a doveStill love the sword more Sheathed now by flower door
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I Came For The Cake
No more crumbs of bakeryI want the entire patisserieAll the croissants & cakes Marzipan tart & bakesI will have my fill & moreThen float out of the doorSans guilt, shame or sorriesBurn ‘em in oven with worriesMy life; this wild pet, precious Will be bold & conspicuous A multi tired wedding prepLiving, laughing at each…
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A Grand Feast
You want to give me attentionOkay, I’ll take it. It’s like coffee.You want to give me validationOkay, I’ll take it. It’s like sugar.You want to give me adviceOkay, I’ll take it. It’s like tea leaf.You want to give me painOkay, I’ll take it. It’s like chilly.You want to give me companyOkay, I’ll take it. It’s…
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An Old Love Story
I am an addict andAnxiety is my drugChaos is the heatFlaming this obsession.My innards respondTo the fear’s siren callLike the iron shavings To a large magnet wallA raging racer I amDrawn to the deep end Of self sabotage pit & Worthless hairpin bendI love a treacherous trailOld bones broken, frail &Reconstructing them in mind Like…
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March Of Dreams
Above you learn to rise,From measuring of size& to keep your big eyesOn the ultimate prize.Earn, burn, churn, Unlearn, relearn And then you turn All big & small concerns… Into the raging fireBurning bright like pyre Drumming the march of dreamsTo their destiny un-tired.Strifes, struggles, sacrificesFamiliarize, forge bonds with them For they will grow up…
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Journey Home
Oh u will always pickThe hot one who treatsYou like u barely existingThen be miserable, even sickYou will always sitWith the anger and notShare it when they makeSubtle jokes of your knitting Yes you will always smile And say okay to that friendWho asks you for money andNever returns it even when askedYes you will…
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Birthing One-Self
I am the good girl thatShunned her shadow &Was forced to kiss them!They tasted of pain & Grief & loss & hate & shame.It was my own AuschwitzWithin, desperate to holdOn to hope amidst theInvisible, internal torture ofThe Dark soul of the night.When I had learnt to cradleMy two year old wee self I was…
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Flowers On The Grave
It had rained on the graves,As if to awaken the dead From deep slumber of abyss.I don’t think they sense itNot till the water seeps inclose. Maybe then they feelA stirring amidst the white fogLike dreams when we wake.. Maybe then they try, hardTo reach, out of regret & lossMaybe that is why and whenFlowers…
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My True North
You are the bridge On which I cross overFrom the side of fearTo other side to freedomYou are the spineOn which I standFrom the endless crawlTo up straight on my legsYou are the rockOn which I climb overFrom the deep abyssTo the top of the mountainYou are the faithOn which I rest my lifeFrom being…
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A Gift That Keeps Giving
When I was little, dad sat me down & said:Be strong and also softBe a storm and make senseBe fierce but also funnyBe a fire that glows fine Be smart and sortedBe a forest and a flowerBe silent and spoken aboutBe a fury tempered by fallsBe dark that holds the lightBe a symbol seared by…
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A Strip Of Life & Death
I get tired of goodbyes Easily these days for IHave grown weary, weatheredBy winds of lossMy heart wants to curl upInto a foetus in the wombWhen I witness a parting Be it that of a leaf in autumnI know death is necessaryAnd inevitable but a leafFalling in autumn is differentFrom a tree being set on…
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Black & Gold
Like a volcano I can blow upIncinerating this earthSuch is the force withinBut a fine balance swingsBy the grace of divineOf this I am sure.In this intense heat,As I cook .. I keep tryingTo learn the art of notAsking how much longerDo I have to stay andWhen can I leave.As I sit silent & solemnIn…
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Cake, Autumn & Tea
Like in autumn treesLoose their leaves that Touch the earth & decay I loose parts of me That dissolve & fill My cup of silent griefThere are many graves Invisible but felt onWarm winter morningsShowing up like Unsolicited visitors At my thick door of silenceShaped like tears of various Size out it of nowhere And…
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Death On A Pale Horse
Like Hades with scepterGalloping a pale horseIt moves under my skinThis itch of discomfortOf not doing it all, Of not doing enoughMy mind feeds this Ugly thorn bush growingInsatiably, out of controlSuffocating my heartMy soul. Wrapping it inDark, despondent clouds;In which thrives theFear of not enough timeSpiraling my being ..Into a dark worm holeAn abyss…
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Ascent With My Beast
On some odd days In many different waysMy mind asks Amidst many tasksWhy do you ride?Is it to hide?Or is it sheer prideTo broadcast world wide?It became a puzzle..!& I had to arm wrestleWith this tricky questionSpewed by my inner function It left me paralyzed Also partially euthanizedThen one afternoon, Thankful very soon.. It came…
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The Red Door
Come in, throughThe red doorGrace my lifeShare the love Sit with my songsAdd to the joySee the strugglesBe part of the storiesOrTurn away From the doorBid farewell to mePart from the plot Pull down the curtainsPut a period to the linePlay the last act and Say your goodbyes ForEither of it is okayFor Cest la…
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Beauty & The Beast
The dark soil I am buried inIs watered by the tears ofMy ancestors & old gods.I lie here listless & desolate For all glitters of this worldHold no shine anymore.I feel my heart scream Silently & my soul darkenYet my choice is this dungeon.This deep clod of earth Which holds me like a wormIs my…
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In Omnia Paratus
Dropped from pods of divineBorn through womb of our mothersWe grow on the backs of our fathersLearn to walk with our legsAnd words come to us from allMoulded by our teachersSeeking love, gaining scars, Pain & suffering chisel usLife happens to us for a whileUntil we gain eyes to seeAnd ears to listen to theVast…
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My Blue Maiden
Like the golden cloud puffOn a winter evening I am Soaked in the sunset huesI look down on the blue dotAnd wonder about her life This beauty far belowEnchanting, enticing, enamoringMy urge to reach for her growsAnd takes a life of its own..On which I have no controlThen I am pushed beyond myShape & form…
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House On The Hill
No. It’s enough. All this noise that comes in. From the world. From the people. From the places. From the point of views. No is what I say to it. Not no to listening. Not no to holding peace. Or to giveit a thought. But NO to let it change the very core of what…
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Sea of Words
I wade into the water Full of words, feeling itCold against my skin.So many of them likeSalmons in the riverRushing to the sea ..Like a hungry bear I Find a promising spotTo catch them for I amStarved after a long Winter. So I stand andWait. For I must eat. Writing suddenly feelsLike murder & I…
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Angels Speaking
Oh little one you have no clueHow much you are loved, dotedThe army that stands in waiting For your one flick of an eye The light in hiding ready to shineWith just one sigh of your being. Oblivious that all your moments areWatched, well laid & wonderfulYou were made with at most care,With pure intention…
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My Fascination With Fairytales
I love stories with pictures. I think that’s how I got hooked to books. N then movies. Everything I read and watched had stories. Mum says from the age of 2 I would watch wide eyed at the pictures in the news paper. Later my grammy told me stories from mythology and took me to…
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A Nomad’s Tale
In 2019, on this day I had landed in Oslo, Norway to meet my best friend for the third leg of my 8 country impromptu marathon travel. By this time I had left India, been in Dubai a day, 3 days in Copenhagen, flew to Iceland, just finished my road trip around the Iceland with…
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WADDLING WORDS
Waddling Words – My first book. A labor of love. An ode to my Fire Bird. An attempt to do my bit, for animals, for I love them all so much. It is out. It is my tribute to my beloved horse Jasmine Sky who passed in the end of 2021. I dint know how…
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The End, The Beginning & The Space In-Between
2023 would be a year beyond belief. I had a feeling of this even before 2022 started. And just like my premonition not even a week into the year two extreme life events have come to pass… each on the opposite end of the emotional spectrum. One extremely heart breaking and the other extremely ecstatic.…
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Stardust
I have come a long way. So far from where I started the memories are fading. But I know how it feels in my body..all of it. The good, the bad, the ugly, the magic, the myth, the epic. 2022 was dark.. but that’s why I saw what I was made of … STARDUST. That’s…
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The Gift
The soft stories ofGentle connections Is a mystery to meHow they are soCalm even in anger Or composed inSadness is quantumPhysics to me.I know broken vasesCracks in the wallDeafening silenceAnxious fear & scarringScreaming. All contactsAre warfare where youFight to be safe n waitFor the storm when itHas gotten quietSoft laughter & lovingConversations at dinnerGentle tucking…
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Sign Posts
No matter what direction I take in my life I always come to this center. This anchor. This cornerstone. Over the years no matter how far I feel I have wandered from my core I am reminded that, though it may not seem like it, but I am on the path I am supposed to…
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Liquid of Life
This rage that runs In my veins like Pristine liquid of heavenCan burn through theVoices of angels choirBut it waters the bloomsIn the darkness of myHeart that nurses theSavage slashes of painThat nests in my bones.It warms the cold floorOf my self worth thatBrittles up like leavesIn the snarky winter ..An act of rebellion ofTheir…
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Waiting
You say patience I ask- but what aboutNow – that is hereI want to wait .. u Know forever and Erode my being inThe process ofThis patience uSpeak about ..But my life livesIn the now & this iLearnt painfully.Sometimes I regretBeing so late for My own party.. butI made it somehowAnd that’s enough. So when…
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The tree, Me & Summer
Heavy like the moistureIn the air on a summerEvening, my heart looksTo the lonely tall tree.Against the setting sunIt looks forlorn, piningMade worse by the colorsCast across the sky byThe burning ball who isSet on leaving it all behind.As the heat abates, ISense the chill on mySkin and hold myself -And feel sad for the…
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Sound of Her Silence
What words canFill the silence leftBehind by she whoSpoke with it.What verse can Compare to theSoft solace of herDeep presence?Or the fact of her Wounding absenceWhat prose do I Weave for her whoSpoke to meWithout speaking..Maybe that’s why I loose letters &Fumble to say allI want to say .. to her, about her,For her. WordsMeant…
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Tick Tock, F%#* The Clock
Each day I push throughA pile of todos, must dos Should dos, could dos All I see is the undone dos Wake up, fight the fightSleep, wake up, repeat.Yes I am obsessed for iFear am loosing time &Maybe I am also loosingMy mind. For to sit stillIs a to do I just cannotGet done. I…
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My Unraveling Life
am a 41 year old, single woman, living in India. My life is privileged. I had parents that raised me in a middle class environment, gave me an education that helped me find a job. I have made good of these opportunities graced on me. I have a life that is not bad at all.…
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Lego Pieces
His memories areLego pieces scatteredOn the floor of me life..No map, no instructions I have no clue how this Puzzle fits and it’s the Hardest one thus far Of my entire life. I can’tGive it up like smoking& trying to solve it is Exhausting like a toxic Old friendship..thus goesA never ending loop of days.Today…
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Wild Beasts & The Lass
I wander the world &Arrive at the door. AsI walk in I am greeted, By wild beasts with big eyes and RoyalBronze skin that shinesLike the setting sun inThe horizon on a happyWinter evening. And IAm crying tears of joy .. For between them standsA girl happy as a clam – Her I have searched…
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The Shape Of Love
Love, a word most used.. Everywhere, by all, oftenA cloud of opinions trail itLike a train of a brideWalking down the aisle.. But lately, to me, it isn’tA Word. I see it in variousShapes, forms, acts ..The dog jumping into my Bed to wake me in the morningNeighbors kid running to hisDad returning from work,…
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My Loyal Lover
Oh my dear lossMy loyal lover..How would I liveWithout you byMy side? Why are you soSurprised? No IAm not fleeing From you. NorAm I hiding..Yes it’s true ..I love you .. IMiss you whenYou arnt aroundYes it’s true.None can matchYour loyalty, notEven life, deathMaybe but she Makes me wait…But you.. are soKind, for you areConsistent…
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An Ode & Oath To My Body
This body, the one u see is the ultimate gift I have received for no reason. That’s what I know now. It was not the case, for a very long time. It was never perfect in my eyes. It was too short, too dark, too fat, too wide. There was always a big “IF” attached…
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The Great Plan
I wanted to make a planA perfect one so that itAll goes right & I don’tFall or fail or flail inMy attempt at this greatThing I have been dreaming.Little did I know I hadHeld the map upside down& going about it all wrong.All the dream needed wasSmall acts of dedication.. Like waking up early to…
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A Perfect Life Is Possible!
Life is lived one day at a time, with faith, hope & belief that all that is happening and will happen has its own logic. We may not understand it in the moment but when we look back at our life lived it will all make PERFECT sense 🙂My life I tell my friends is…
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My One True Love
With her I was my the best self. With her I was fearless. With her I believed I could take on the world. With her I stood firmly in my power. With her I loved like nothing else mattered. With her I discovered what I can be. She is gone now or so it seems.…
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Why is saying ‘No’ so hard?
The need for approval is an innate basic necessity for humans-Just like food. It’s very hard to live without it. We feel the lack of it just like we feel hunger pangs. Remember the time when you presented this great idea to your boss and it went I acknowledged. Or that time when your friend…
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The Dream
All the dream needed wasSmall acts of dedication likeWaking up early to walk my dog,Consistent love like that ofVisiting my old parents weekly,Saved time like coins in piggy bank,Kind patient me like my granWas when feeding the little meThese were the simple ask ofThis body of creation that satDeep within me waiting for eternityJust so…
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The Little One
This little child, this preciousThing inside me is so tenderShe brings me to my kneesi hold her hand and walk inher foot steps, like in a tranceIt is surreal, It is magical ….But it is so scary, she is soNaïve, fearless, bold, brave.Unlike anything I see in theWorld – may glimpses atTimes … This makes…
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Falling
I have fallen a Million times ..Literally, figuratively, Metaphorically.Falls scare me Onlybecause IHave to pull in A pause to letIt host its dear Companion pain.Pain isn’t the boogie man of myDreams but whenI sit still there areMore shadows that cease theWindow to pay me a visit and thisGets my goat. They are not scaryBut they…
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Lost and Found
Oh I am erodedEveryday like theMineral rich sandOn the beach byThe flowing river.A still hermit likeMe is made a Vagabond by theVagaries of thisOnslaught of life..Leaving me lost,Seeking my trueIdentity amidstThe sparklingLiquid of time .. i never find it butI see villages onThe banks,greenCarpet appearFlowers amidst ..Children sinking Their feet in meAs their mothers Soak…
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Back Home
Some days am bone tired i notice Like a Lost littleturtle long wayFrom the sea slowlyWading in unknownWoods wishing toGet home to mama.I look at this in myMinds eye and myHeart hurts for thisKid that doesn’t stopgive in or give up. IFeel so proud I cryAnd bless this little One a safe journey Back to…
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Coming Back Home
I fell in love with the forest. In it my loudness was swallowed By the sounds of its morning creatures In it my too muchness was morphedBy the towering trees – 1000 years old In it my weirdness was adoptedBy the family of unknown species In it my treble voice was made chorusBy the billion…
Sowmya Hiremat
I Am Yet To Find All Of Me.
Sowmya Hiremat 