To my Mother

You are my fairy tale princess,

So much larger than life.

You are my angel and my witness

Through all my pain and strife.

You're patient when I'm foolish;

You give guidance when I ask;

It seems you can do most anything;

You're the master of every task.

You're a dependable source of comfort;

You're my cushion when I fall.

You help in times of trouble;

You support me whenever I call.

How could I ever, thank you enough?

Through your examples, I learned to be tough.

You taught me how to, stand up for myself,

Always place books, back onto the shelf.

How did you find the energy, Mom

To do all the things you did,

To be teacher, nurse and counselor

To me, when I was a kid.

Even if the distance pushes us apart,

My love for you will have no end.

I'll always hold the memories in my heart.

You're my mother, my best friend.

I love you more than you know;

You have my total respect.

If I had my choice of mothers,

You'd be the one I'd select!

Black Souls

All I can see today with my sullen bleeding eyes,

Is a harsh world completely brimmed with dirty lies.

Behind every brightly pained door

Lives a dishonest man who has stopped loving anyone anymore.

With a little hope, I walked the path leading to the Benevolent Street,

With tears in eyes, pain in heart and hands stretched out in greed

Of plucking out some fruits of joy from that fully laden tree

And devour some hastily so that I was again able to relish the taste of glee.

First of all I met a little girl, as lively as she could be,

Singing and dancing as she walked, her beautiful hair hung loosely.

I was attracted towards her and wished that she teaches me how to smile

Urgently, I obstructed her way and pleaded that face, so genuine, it couldn't beguile.

She held my hand and took me to where other dozens of happy people were walking,

And during this time she hardly did any talking.

Then she spoke, and shouted, until all the eyes were glued at me,

She mocked my despair and loneliness until everybody was laughing merrily.

Insulted, I ran away from her and hit a boy who had a serene subtle face,

He helped me to balance myself and introduced himself with grace.

When I asked him to be my friend for ever as I always had been lonely,

His expressions soured, and he simply walked away scornfully.

I met many others who turned out to be even worse,

While drifting away they gave me a punch of curse.

Some even punctured my heart with what they did,

And my blood started oozing out from where it always hid.

When I wondered if my request was so offensive and impossible to fulfil,

Someone came up to me with an understanding face where I was sitting still.

She put her hand on my shoulder and shed two tears with me,

It was then I discovered that it was only her with whom I wanted to be.

I was totally lost in the aroma of her presence,

And slowly I started to feel happiness in the veins of my existence.

The dead skin of my lips chipped when she made me smile with her,

And I realized that I have found the one who will be with me forever.

Once, she asked me to accompany her to a distant place,

Where she introduced me to one handsome face.

She declared before him that she didn't love me at all,

And pushed me down into the ocean of hopelessness through a depressing fall.

Today, my skin has developed many deep holes

Which were inflicted by all those sadistic, black souls.

The deepest hole, aching the most is the one which penetrated my heart

Inflicted by the one whom I loved the most when we separated apart.

Downpour of Light

When I peep into my past I see that I was never in love with someone,

I used to walk alone in my life, I was solitary, the incomplete one.

I never washed my face with the genteel water of loveliest affection,

Instead, my spirits were splashed by the muck of excruciating rejection.

I have always seen the sun shining from behind the thick grey clouds,

I never had anyone who could sit with me and clear all my doubts.

My soul felt ashamed whenever I stood in front of a shiny mirror,

I had been to the bank many-a-times, but I could never cross the river.

Excessive thirst used to pull my tears towards my numb mouth

Parched my throat was, after I had yelled so loud -

For company, friends, and love which never wished to enter my cursed life,

And I know how much it pained when everyday in this bitter world I died.

So worthless I felt, I couldn't see anyone who cared for me,

The dunes of my spirits never flickered even on facing a caressing breeze.

My broken moaning was the only sound my ears listened for years,

And all this time I drowned sluggishly into the quick-sand of my worst fears.

I always dreamt about conquering this world I nearly died in everyday,

But my weakness pulled me behind from letting myself participate in the fray.

I was weak at the knees and my joints chuckled whenever I wished to move on,

I was a lifeless being, just breathing the contaminated air, from dawn to dawn.

The translucent sky never showed me how azure it was,

I wanted to be happy, but I could never collect any reasonable cause.

I was fully broken, shattered into uncountable pieces of glass,

And if I tried to put them together, it was I who had to bleed at last.

The pain was so much that I couldn't feel any other emotion which existed,

It held me paralysed while I burned all my memories of defeat, completely unmisted.

It surpassed every emotion that I had ever felt all during these years,

The pain was so pronounced that even my death could make me happier.

I couldn't live another second in this pain but my body wouldn't move,

My soul was sculptured beautifully on the sadistic, burning groove.

I could not sense my veins, they were sealed by the agony I endured,

And my blood was drained out by everybody referring this action to be the only cure.

I was completely strangulated by the rusted chains of dismay and fear,

I couldn't move a limb and to my decaying body, nobody would near.

I always pleaded to the gigantic sky to rescue me from all this pain,

To rain some light on me too, and for once make me alive and arcane.

I never understood why I repulsed the spectrum of hope away from me?

Why my soul was tarnished despite I never spat on anybody's glee?

When will I be able to fight myself out of the morbid extent of this night,

And able to relish the tingle of my skin in a jaunty downpour of light?