Those were the days

Those were the days,

being carefree, of world's ways,

every moment between breath, 

where delightful, bringing joy,

in the hearts, it let us stay...

True to ourselves! 

In the grounds, playing catch,

running around, hiding inside, 

holding stick, using it as sword,

searching for places, for treasures,

climbing trees, stealing fruits,

doing mistakes, without regrets! 

In mischiefs, there was innocence,

with curious mind, sweet presence,

being welcomed, given some snacks,

small inquiries, and a lot of rewards,

smiling, giggling, laughing it out,

planning events, parties with friends! 

Our emotions were raw, 

tear never shied to flow,

dreams fresh, aspirations new,

our needs met, desires were low,

yet, every day was fulfilling,

our life, so much appealing. 

Those were the days,

so, when did it change...

Was it facing the realities,

or expanding our range,

for freedom, duties, & wants,

we forgot, true to be ourselves!

The cherished bite

Was it sweet or savory,

my memories are hazy,

difficult to maintain composure, 

as I held these last morsels,

rummaged through the site,

having stored for refrigeration, 

till it reached, date of expiration, 

and I waver, reluctant to lose,

a flavor cherished, forever gone,

with the demise of the owner,

selling masterpiece in his shop,

and I rue, being forced to choose,

partaking this last piece,

when recipe is lost... 

The aromas enter my nose,

tingling my senses, desire arouse, 

with swift action, mouth was closed,

tongue explored, biting my lips,

each flavor sharp & distinct, 

tantalizing my taste buds,

sweet, salty, sour & bitter,

mysterious spices bring umami flavors,

Ah, I remembered, memories flood... 

Yet, at that moment, it dissolves,

assimilating into my body!

I wished to give you a home

I wished to give you a home,

with a garden and a roof,

where we bask in sunshine,

while savoring the perfumes,

permeating in the surroundings. 

And we could spend days,

in the comfort, of our space,

indulging in various interests, 

while stealing occasional gazes

exploring the journey together. 

I wished to give you a home,

with a peaceful neighborhood, 

where markets are nearby,

for small walks, if we tried,

bringing joy in our hearts. 

And outings were leisurely, 

with spices of some luxuries,

yet, we valued those moments,

when we created loving memories,

in the company, of each other. 

I wished to give you a home,

but the realities were unforgiving, 

we have to make compromises,

which you just couldn’t accept,

leading to failures, we disconnect. 

And I lament....

If only, we had an understanding!

Cheating

Why do one cheat,

and then wail in defeat,

when promises being broken,

as their bonds were shaken?

And, they lose the sight, 

with secrets and the fights,

straying away from their vision,

as others plead, for the reasons... 

Is it, the power they yield,

of positions, wealth accumulated,

or opportunities that arrived,

when they strive, for freedom?

So, they use their chances, 

without fear, of consequences, 

and indulge it, for casual flings,

that shattered someone's beliefs... 

Then there's force or coercion,

that sways someone's intentions,

or unfulfilled needs or desires,

that was waiting, to be exploited.

And disappointments crosses limits,

some stimulants may sway spirits,

as they keep making mistakes,

that pushed them into disgrace...

Of cheating!

In these walls

In these walls, lies stories,

filled with colors, of memories, 

left behind, in the fading paints,

facing the brunt, with passing time... 

Peeling surfaces, of chipped veneer, 

reveals layers, from wear and tear,

each crack, carrying the weights,

moments lived, those forgotten days. 

In these protrusions of walls,

being flattened, year after year,

yet it sprouts, with seasons change,

absorbing moisture, under the skin. 

Crumbling plasters, falling of edge,

being molded into a natural stage,

bearing imprints of changing realities,

needing attention and some renovation. 

In these walls, lies stories,

left untouched, without worries,

thus they retain, relics of past,

a gentle reminder, of things we lost... 

Yet, in these walls, a beauty we find,

a testament of life, etched in our mind!

Wildcats

Looking sweet & innocent,

they capture our hearts,

and, it's mischiefs & antics,

have our curiosity sparked... 

Tiptoed they walk softly,

cautiously putting the steps,

as their nose would quiver,

to surrounding scents. 

We find them endearing,

yet, they are a killing machine,

looking so weak & fragile,

they are the apex predator. 

Jumping on rock and stones,

they would climb with ease, 

treading on the treacherous path,

without faltering in imbalance. 

Too sensitive were their receptors, 

in their touch, hearing and vision,

every movement is divine gift, 

from which, no prey could escape. 

Yet, we could only sigh,

when viewing them from afar,

these beasts are a real menace, 

in their habitat, they have dominance. 

Wildcats...

Small enough to fit in palms,

but be careful, of bites & claws,

they were feral, not domesticated,

still, we may never learn.

A house is made

A house is made,

from the hairs they shed,

in an act of grooming,

we witness symbiosis at play...

The deer stands still,

waiting for the refills,

as jackdaw would pluck,

snippets from the tufts. 

And I marvel, these insights,

to be empathetic, to other's plight,

creating boundaries, in interactions, 

allowing this contract, to function.

For, us human, don't even trust,

word spoken, promises made,

yet, in wild, they never cross, 

even in matters, of life & death. 

So, a house is made,

from that faith, an invisible oath,

where participants, know the role,

to build a unique ecosystem.

That flows, in nature's fold,

much to our amusement,

yet, it leaves behind a question...

Are we following, the true course?

Outbursts

You keep testing my patience, 

getting on nerves, your arrogance, 

pushing limits of my tolerance, 

even when I practice forbearance. 

Some may blame, being short fuse,

I am overreacting, having a screw loose,

yet, they don’t see the struggles faced,

forcing an option, difficult to choose. 

For, I avoid, getting into situations, 

being wary, of any confrontations, 

trying to live, maintain the peace,

while strengthening my foundations. 

Yet, you invade, my personal space,

you action brings, pain & distress,

ignoring warnings, or my protests,

making me feel, weak & powerless. 

Outbursts... 

An anomaly, not a disorder, 

being pushed into a corner,

frustrations finds opening sudden,

a violent expression, of my emotions. 

Thus, I shouted, with fury,

an ugly display, of my worries,

though I don't regret, won't be sorry,

even if it harms, my pride & dignity... 

For, sometimes, 

that's the only option!

Too casual, we become

Too casual, we become,

being assured of our conditions,

indulge in the pleasures many,

taking risks, without precautions... 

Yet, it's the leeway, that costs,

before we realize, we are lost,

missing pieces, of cherished life,

as our time, is being stopped... 

Too casual, we become,

ignoring warnings, we succumb, 

pushed into cycles of injuries, 

without an escape, from the dump. 

And we lament, as we regret,

our arrogance, mistakes committed,

praying to heal, from the damages,

turn back clock, so we prevent... 

Disturbances to the flow,

letting homeostasis grow,

our body in healthy spirits, 

without concerns or worries...

Of diseases!

Dear Earth,

Dear Earth, 

I hope you are doing good,

it's been long, we have spoken,

but do understand, I do care,

for the things, taken for granted. 

I ask for your forgiveness, 

for many of grave choices,

mistakes from the past,

that I have committed. 

I am responsible for extinction,

of the species, your cherished children, 

from acid rains, to falling asteroids, 

changing chemicals, in the atmosphere. 

But do realize, I was forced,

there are things, beyond my control,

even abetted by your subordinates, 

be it your gravity, or volcanic eruptions. 

Even now, I feel betrayed, 

for, your children, are on rampage,

tainting each corners, they never faze,

debris & pollutants, in sacred space. 

It took millennia, for us to create,

a vibrant world, when we communicate, 

day and night, as seasons changed,

creating weather, with invisible threads. 

And I recognize, you are exploited,

but I am helpless, when climate failed,

making you vulnerable, as you break,

from drought, flood, cyclones & heatwave. 

So, my dear Earth, I want to convey,

being a well-wisher, I always prayed,

may you heal, grow and prosper, 

and we remain close, walking together... 

And for humans, 

let good sense prevail,

and return to those times,

when they revered...

Both earth and the sky! 

Sincerely yours, Sky.

Your admirer

I wish... I could sing,

make your heart ring,

to the passion burning,

conveyed through the strings...

That I am your fervent admirer! 

Yet, my nervous voice break,

missing notes, as it shakes,

word fails, I get wreaked,

when I tried to communicate...

For, I am too tired. 

I wish... I could dance,

if you give me a chance, 

sign of blooming romance, 

put me in a trance...

And take me higher. 

Yet, it was just a game,

too shallow, was your frame,

treating me with pity & shame,

I was myself to be blamed...

To follow my desires. 

I wish... I could paint,

truth of realities hidden,

but I was guilty, had regrets,

for, I too was no saint...

So I remained, your admirer. 

Peaceful world

We find our comfort,

in moments of quietude, 

as harmony of our nature,

enriches our solitude.

And I wonder,

what does it mean,

to live, in a peaceful world... 

Things that calms our mind,

with gentle hold, embrace our kinds,

in filtered rays, of morning shine,

or soft gleam, from moonlit sky.

The serene views, of pristine lakes

dazzling sights, of snow clad mountains,

the streams of water, flowing to seas,

and picturesque landscape in the sides. 

Even inside our homes, we feel safe,

like a child, seeking mother's warmth,

giving cuddles to pets, or plushes,

or melting in arms, of loving family.

Threshold changes, with every being,

for soldiers, it's absence of conflicts,

while others, equality & social justice,

many more, surrendering to spirituality. 

So, it's too vast a concept,

and we strive, keep it sustained,

seeking balance, tranquility of life,

in the harmony of existence...

We find a peaceful world!

Double take

Don't let yourself break,

there's too much at stake,

not falter, arise & awake,

putting a milder brake...

And do a double take! 

You were down, miserable,

feeling unworthy, of the label,

seen too much, being disabled, 

but now it's your chance...

To turn the table! 

For, giving up, not an answer,

carry your fate, be the dancer,

regardless of finding love or hate,

for your dreams, never forsake...

And do a double take! 

So, take control, of your life,

there's nothing, worth the hype, 

deficiencies will be exploited,

pushing you down the gorge...

Of spiraling negativity! 

And competition is so tough,

while winners taking it all,

in this dog-eat-dog world,

leaving you nothing but scraps...

If you don't take actions! 

So, take a pause, and reflect,

for a moment of double take.