Mistress

It reverberates in my conscience
the aroma of your being
Even if the distances are a few thousand kilometers
My love has not lost it's sheen

I still wonders at the capacity of my heart
to keep you deeply instilled in my thoughts
and the impulsive acute cry of pain,
even if I am very sure you are not lost

You'll return, I know,
you'll not retain your happiness in my distress
but these moments of longing that I feel
make me believe you'd always be my soul's mistress!

Mirror

I saw in the mirror

a disheveled human cast
barely recognizable

for it was clinging onto it's past

I humored myself
at what I appeared to be

there was a deep calm within my heart

even as I looked at the caricature
of reining calamity

but when deeper did I go

into my own cleaved shape

I saw lost amongst the light

my belonging to the darker shade

Yes! There was a streak
of burning of my grievous heart

My mind could deceive me

but the mirror played it's part
 

Why did you go?
Is this the reason for which you cleaved my life?
That oft in the anguish of my soul

Beautiful poems takes respite

The Ascend beyond the fall

"I looked insane, wide eyed

at every form passing on the sea shore

subliming from within my caricature were realities

Imaginations were up there on the fore

I was wondering if they shared the same eyes with you

if the same fate their destiny was to sew

I was oblivious of your absence in the hearth of my heart

You were there! were you not, as always.

I tear trickled down my cheek, 

As I rolled over to search for the peak

of my life, which could hand over a temporary respite

From this vantage point whose motive was to give me strife.

But then no image, would be formed,

when your heart is weighted with the burden of forlorn

and your muscles, your tendons it would cleave

and the pain in the bones of body it would aggrieve

And maybe then, you'd have nothing to lose

Your body, your soul would have given up it's use

that you rise out of the ashes of your own past

and look forward to those eyes, still long for them in the magnificent vast

That's when I could smile,

when this realization shot across the bow of my tumultuous mind

and I could feel the energy of divinity again within me

for I had managed to find myself in this sea of serendipity.

I have risen again and again

spiraling my way, through this game of life which appears to be insane

And cyclic my ascend I know seems to be

but isn't that the price that people pay for challenging their destiny?

And ascend I would

may life contrive however precisely it could

Not a part of me would give in, to this deadly maul

It may take away all that I have, it's my spirit that shall not fall."