Poetry

The ‘Pretty’ Green Leaf

Try she did

The pretty green leaf

To hang on

But he was too strong

The robust wind

Determined

Adamant

Egoistic.

He bent upon her with all his might

And pulled her off

She shook... quivered... trembled

Begging him to let her stay

With her beloved

The old ragged branch.

But his need was greater

He shook with delight

As he took her

On a ride

Of passion

Of thirst

Of reckless desire

As she quietly succumbed

To his need and quagmire.

An idle tear left her eye

To touch a patch of soil

The ground was broken, bruised and dry.

The leaf heard something

Hoarse and wry

“why do you weep, o pretty leaf?”

“you are but still green

See what he has done to the whole of me!” -

Me?

Me?

Who is this?

Lost in this travesty

being someone's something

for everyone

Never thought that love would have so many shades of grey

Looked for the pot of gold

and lost the iron within me

I love being myself

living with my identity

giving shape to my thoughts

and being known by my name!

Get me there

get me quick

save me from sinking

in the floods of time.

Alchemy

He took my heart and tore it to shreds

I gathered the bits and tied them with threads

wove it with dreams

it had no seams

he give it a tug

it came undone.

Revealed a tapestry

of colours so bright

that the rainbow up there

looked just so pale

I now shone like gold

never to be undone

or

untold

The Tempest

An idle breeze on the blue beach

as I watch the wet sunset

touched me, caressed me and left me longing for more.

When it came again, it came as the tempest

drenched me, filled my heart, left me full

Never again did I long

never did I call

for the breeze never remained idle after

and never longing remained I.