BURNT

His eyes looked at me, expectantly
Half-smile, mocking,
In the morning hours of wee

His missing hand, reminding,
Of the bygone memories,
Of unfinished, untold stories,
And of times no longer binding

And so he remains missing,
He remains, black as coal,
Black, as if, baring from his soul,

And then...a fire began to sting

As the sculpture burned, I burnt it all,

The scorned lover in me jumped,
And with that, with that I burnt down my wall.

LOVE

I have met love, and known love,
Touched the intangible,
I have heard love, seen two-dove,
Though I am yet to give in...

 Such utter love, I saw,

 In all the things around,
In apples, maples and sea shells,

Lying on the ground,
And as if on cue, I heard of love,

In every other sound.

And even when I saw a bow,

Attached to him, oh dear,
Flying away, winking away,

Cupid waved smiling,
And I felt ecstatic, over the world,

Ran away all fear,
And all I saw, and heard and learned,

Suddenly was inside me.

Father

My universe, you stood solid,

You taught me unlimit,

Not a single fairy tale fable,

You taught me to unlabel.

Father, you were no guide,

No philosopher, no hero,

No rigid rules to abide,

You taught my mind, to simply grow

Gave no teachings of your own,

Except to hold my own ground,

To stay true to myself

To nobody else, but me.

You gave me the biggest lesson. To be me.

Beautifully Flawed. Me, just me.

You taught me to rise

Each time I fall.

To rise, like a goddamn phoenix,

From the ashes of broken dreams.

DETACH

I failed and I succeeded,
Fell down and got back up,
And you, you were all I needed

My support, you stood by me,
As I glided, gracelessly,
Through paths I could barely see
But you, you were there constantly

And me? I was attached,
To your care and your love,
As each new plan I hatched

Then, I learnt how to walk alone,
And I stopped falling,
And you? You liked the comfort zone
But, I just couldn't keep stalling

So I walked anyway, leaving...
You stood your ground,
And it remained true, detachment does sting.