Measurement

That’s the thing about eternity

It’s either too long for the one who’s leaving

Or too short for the one still in love

It’s never the right amount of time

For a thing to last just long enough

Now let me tell you about infinity

Measured in terms of sorrow

The Heart It Sings

I found myself at a loss for words once

Shocking, I know, but true

And while I was still reeling from it

Wondering quite what to do

I heard a slight humming

And a somewhat gentle strumming

And lo and behold!

My heart

Yes, my heart had started singing

And I realised I wasn’t lost at all

Rather, I’d just found myself in you

Unaware that you’d beckoned

Answering to a more primordial level of call

Create, don’t hate! The poem that kept getting posted and deleted

I ran into some internet problems and the same poem got posted 5 times! And then all got deleted too. If you’d been kind enough to like it the first time, please also like the version linked below. Apologies for the inconvenience.

They say create something new In order to mend what’s broken Now I sit here cross legged In the middle of a room Surrounded by all these pieces of …

Create, don’t hate!

Create, don’t hate!

They say create something new

In order to mend what’s broken

Now I sit here cross legged

In the middle of a room

Surrounded by all these pieces of art

Which my heart has bled onto

I’ve drawn a pair of teary eyes

I’ve sketched a hedge of prickly thorns

I’ve painted a castle of crumbling bricks

I’ve sculpted a bust of wobbly shapes

I’ve created

And hated

And moulded my pain

And in doing so

I might have done some embroidery too

Because I can see in my mind clear as day

The pieces of a broken heart

Sewn together with threads of art

Homing

I wished I could travel the entire world

To see whatever there is to see

And never look back

Until I met you

Now

If I could travel the entire world

To see whatever there is to see

I’d long for you at every shore

And wish

For you to find a home in me

Dreamers

They say the heavens smile down

Upon those who believe in dreams

Which is why

Maybe

I remember

Clear as rain

The day I first saw you

As your smile lingered on the corners of your mouth

I realised

That the heavens truly smile down upon

Those who dare to dream

And you became one of mine

Story Tellers

I wondered if his eyes had a story to tell

For they contained in them

A world of pain

Their very depths

Reflecting unspoken horrors

And yet if you looked close enough

There was a kindness to his soul

That comes only from having walked through fire

And living to tell the tale

He had barely parted his lips to utter a single word

And yet

In his eyes

I could see every chapter of his life

Rudder

Time stood still

Amidst a flowing throng

Of people

And voices

As I stood in the very centre

Roads ready to lead me in every direction

While my eyes

Hunted down

Traces

Of your last steps

For

I will follow you

Long after

You’ve ceased to walk this earth

The Moon and the Sea

Tonight let’s just be like the moon in the sky

Dipping into the sea

Simply to chat about people

Or the weather

Tonight

Let’s just be together

Because

With you

Small talk seems alright

A love like raindrops

Do you know what rains do to cities?

They make them more beautiful

Primordial even

Till every nook and cranny rejoice

With each drop gently tearing down

And as it hits the ground

It releases

A beautiful scent that only it can bring about

In the mud, on the leaves

While the entire city sleeps

Do you know what rains to do people?

They make them pause

Sit back

And take notice

Of all the profound beauty around us

They make them breathe a little deeper

And a whole lot longer

They make them come alive again

If only for a moment

Now do you know

What your love

Does to my heart?