WORDS

Why does a writer write? 
Is it for fame 
Is it for praise 
Or to make the world 
a beautiful place 

Yes it is..... 
But that's still not it. 
The words 
They are little pieces 
of the heart 
Tiny windows 
through which the soul peeps 
There's no him without them 
And no them without him 
Never were, and never will be

 
A writer writes 
because the words 
are his permanence 
in the transient world 
They are all he is 
And was 
And all he wishes to be 
They are his breath 
His tears 
His desires 
And his fears 

He is the brightest shining star 
and they are his galaxies 

A writer lives to write 
And he writes to live 
In his words lies his eternity. 


MS

LOST TO TIME

You taught me 
not to live all my breaths at once 
but what could I do 
I was already living moments 
borrowed from destiny 
I tried to cup my hands 
and hold in it, the waves 
but they kept spilling over 
my fingers 
right back into the sea 

The surf lapped against my palms 
comfortingly 
Its rhythms soothing me to sleep 
like an angel's lullaby 
But soon the seeping water 
left my hands empty 
The wet skin cooling 
in the balmy night 
the only remaining memory 
As I watched helplessly 
my breaths trickle by 
in transient bubbles 

so fragmentary….

MS

SPARKLING

Floating bubbles in space
Shining beneath the stars
Like so many beautiful moons...... 

They are my cherished memories
All those enchanted moments
God gave me to live
New ones joining them each day
Dancing a little jig
And I can see a whole little world
In each of them
A fragment of my life lived
Now they fill my skies with magic
And each time I'm feeling blue
All I need to do is look up 
And watch
These countless blessings
Once again touch my heart
And I smile......
Because life is beautiful! 


MS

WE

I've known you for a minute 
and forever 
All of your enchanting mystery 
And yet 
my soul has spoken to yours 
since time was born 
in breaths and in heartbeats 
of all of its moments over history. 

Through my blood and my bones 
you travel 
In synergies of cosmic space 
Just specks

on the deepest of skies 
Still we are the world 
And every today and tomorrow

flowing seamlessly from yesterday

You are the sun and the moon 
and every star 
That shines on my land and my seas 
Each smile and tear that rises 
from the depths of your heart 
In tune 
With all of my breathless sighs 
entangled in our rainbow weaves

We are the epochs old stone

And the newly formed dust

We are the timeless expressions

of eternity
Carved indelibly in infinite trust.

MS

TOUCHED

I remember looking with longing 
At that place left empty 
In the corner of my little world… 

But it was never empty. 

You were always there 
Sitting quietly 
Your hands cradling my heart 
With stars spilling out of you 
Drenching me 
In all the love that I ever needed 
Healing me 
With all the scattered fragments 
Of your soul 
That I knew never belonged to me 

In the gentle touch

Of your misty soft embrace
I never once felt alone. 


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ABDUCTED

I hope and pray 
You'll never come searching
Into the dark abyss 
Of my delinquent soul 
For its cavities are littered 
With your words 
My wily, wayward shade 
Swallowed them whole! 

I stole them 
When you weren't looking 
Those enchanting strangers 
And made them my own 
Surreptitiously 
In their precious depths 
I captured 
Random fragments of you 
That you left behind 

Like raw diamonds
Unintendedly. 

Now they lie there, 
In careless tracks, sparkling 
And reflecting in snaking drifts 
Charmers in beautiful disarray 
But please don't take them back 
They're all I have 
The moments crafted painstakingly 
From distant memories 
And dreams left far away 

Oh please, will you let them stay?


MS

HEAVENLY PEOPLE

Words well up in tears

From a laden heart

And sit like pearl drops

Of fresh fallen dew

Each one a world

Lost long ago

Memories relived

Yesterdays renewed

I ache for them

To hug me close

I want them to go

And never come back

To hurt me so

I need to be drowned

In their relentless flow

I wish

They would speak to me

In that well learnt voice

So calm and soothingly slow

And stay with me

To pillow my head

Or hold my hand

Just to say “I’m here”

Once more

When sadness

Becomes stars in the sky

And shines its anguish

On my hurting soul

I let it draw pictures

On my iris dark

Maybe

They will build a gate

And let me traverse

The boundaries

To another world

Just to touch for a moment

The reassuring smiles

Left there

On that day long ago….

MS

THE TRIUMPHANT MARCH

It's past nine. 
And I'll have 
the boiling seas with thunderclouds 
for dinner. 
A few streaks of lightning on the side. 
A glass of tornado juice to wash it all down 
till all that's left of the storm 
is the stillness of its eye. 

By the time the horizons 
begin to blush pink 
The grey clouds will have turned 
to white balls of fluff 
their edges painted in amber glow 
And the stillness would have turned 
to a gently flowing breeze 
The moon would be poised 
longingly 
on the edge of the sky 
Reluctant to let the night go 

It is the blessed dawn 
of another day 
Spreading its magic wings 
Trying to wipe 
the stormful memories 
and soar 
Life lives its rainbow dreams 
Swinging between starlight 
and clear blue skies 
Wiping the scars of the tempest 
Watching the sunshine 
sing its delightful songs 
And fresh white blossoms 
nodding their fragrance 
onto the soul 

Morning. 
Its past nine again. 
And the world has overturned 
its fortunes, 
breathing 
in the winds of change. 


MS

VACUOUSNESS BLESSED

There was a faceless man 
I met once 
On a journey to nowhere 
Thro' endless voids of space 
I asked him the way 
And he quietly replied 
In his captivating voice 
Of soundless grace 

I followed 
The way he pointed to 
Treading carefully 
On a pathless road 
And soon 
I stood uncertainly 
On the edge of time 
Staring perplexedly 
At life's enchanting abode 

Eyes tightly shut 
I let myself be swamped 
By destiny's songs 
That had no verse 
And angels whispered 
For my waiting ears, 
These words 
Into the gathering dusk..... 

“This blank world is your blessing 
Dear child 
The faith in your heart 
An eternal bliss 
For God gave you an empty canvas 
To paint 
Some of your deepest desires 
Any way you wish!” 


MS

ENVISIONED

Not for my pretty face, 
Or wit 
But for the empty spaces 
In my head 
How beautiful it would be 
To be loved 
Not by hands or lips 
But by a wispy soul 
Cherishing my roaming spirit 
Long beyond life 
When my heart is dead 


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MISTY

All you are is a thought 
A silhouette of words 
Outlined by shimmering tears 
Filled deep with fluid love 
Warm and sweet, 
Why does a wispy shadow 
makes me feel so replete? 

All you are is an ache 
Laying heavily 
Between my dragging breaths 
Glistening drops of insanity 
Against my soul's dark skin, 
How can the weight of tortured longings 
be so gently reassuring? 

MS

BURN

You are the flare that ignited 
From the tiniest little spark 
Fueled itself to an inferno 
With a stray floating breath 
And lit up the deepest dark 
Oh! Look at you coruscate

 And make your indelible mark!

Watch the ambers vie gloriously 
With tangerines 
In an intense dance of possibilities 
Invoking all those might-have-beens 
Weaving them meticulously 
Into tapestries of insistent dreams 
Painting your dazzling destiny. 

You are not the wildfire 
That grew up in the vagrant gust 
You are the blaze streamlined 
To reach high, and touch the sky 
Chiseled from the worldly dust 
You're the heart of every star born 
Every exhale of the magnificent sun 
And each time you're burnt down 
Into the ground 
You’ll rise from your ashes, like a phoenix 
And burn... 

Singe the world with your flames 
You must! You must! You must! 

Today, it’s your turn.


MS

THE DAYS AFTER…

Some day 
My breath will give up 
And go far away 
Leaving my body bereft 
Of my words 
There will be no more smiles 
Nor tears 
Or tinkling laughing greetings 
To welcome the rising day 
These pulsing waves thro' space

Will be my chosen grave 
My epitaph, one last post 
Sitting atop my Google page 

Many might stop by, to read 
In a somber moment, 
Then quietly go on their way 
Some will come here 
With flowers in their heart 
Reminiscing fondly my passing stay 

Maybe there'll be a few 
Who'll shed a tear or two 
And miss me for a little while 
Would there be someone 
Who would come here often 
To give me a friendly smile 

Would a soul still feel my warmth 
And talk to my lingering wisps 
Giving and taking like ever before 
And swim with the stars 
And play with the breeze 

And walk on warm sandy shores

To that soul who touches tenderly

My thought-streaks upon the sky

I’ll whisper

“I still care as much

  Don’t ever give up

  Each time you need a friend

  Come here,

  You’ll find me standing by….”

MS

WHEN MY BABY CRIED

(Isn't Mom always a lovely fairy 
who makes dreams come true?)

For the world I was a mom one day 
When a tiny little baby came my way 
But I wasn't a mom when I felt 
A life grow up inside me 
I became a mom when I held her 
In my arms 
And she stopped howling 

I wasn't a mom when I carried her around 
Looking pretty 
With matching ribbons in her hair 
I became one, when she scraped her knees 
And tried valiantly to wipe the bleeds, 
And I thought, 'life isn't fair!' 

She went up on stage, and won accolades 
And I was a woman proud 
But she made me a mom when she faltered 
And all I could do was hold her close 
Praying to God to banish her clouds 

Not just for all her hugs and smiles 
And all the moments of glorious joy 
But she truly makes me a mom 
With every single tear 
That agonies of life makes her cry 
And leaves me to wonder why 


MS

A HERO

In the middle of nowhere 
There was a hole in the sky. 
From where he lay sprawled 
In a sticky pool 
Of fast reddening mud 
He could see his little angels 
Passing by 

Two cherubic faces 
Wide eyes of innocent blue 
He wondered dimly 
Who will hear their laughing voices 
When they bickered and jostled 
To proclaim 
Their exploits of the day 
Who will they be talking to! 

Until, ever so slowly, 
The hole became the sky 
That swallowed up his pain 
The Star Spangled Banner 
Played its fading strains 
And he felt himself falling through.... 

To all those who wiped our tears with their blood 
We Love You! 

MS