Quagmire

Ckonfab

All my will to detest your view,
My promise to disregard every shade of your hue,
The strenuous look I scorn all this while,
The drawn countenance and the pensive smile,
Every stance I compel my heart to swear by,
Somehow I convince my mind you are a lie.

But all thoughts wrestles down to a painful defeat,
When I see you sauntering down that street.

Even your gentle whisper,
Makes me drop all my guards,
Leaving me awestruck,
Dissolving all spars.

Though I know it is a deceitful smile,
Yet I ignore every impeding rile.

And I stand there spellbound,
Unsure what to do,
Entwine in your quagmire,
Burning in my self instilled rue.

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Unspoken Words

His spoken verse failed to captivate souls,
like some insignificant vapor
dissolving in the oblivion of nothingness,
he screamed, bulldozed, used force
yet his thoughts were disseminated
by the clan as some meaningless bout
meant to be obliterated

There was another voice
hidden in the shroud of silence
not spoken through syllables
but conveyed through eyes
and her unspoken words said volume,
alas! He was not listening
or maybe he lacked aberrant ears
to hear her prose
but despite such tragedy
the clamor in her silence
was creating a chaos on the mind of some defiant souls

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Promontory Rock

She stood strong
like the promontory rock
jutting out from the rough sea
standing for time immoral
battering the gale, the storm
and the high tides
during the full moon nights

And during the sun-kissed days
it battled with no respite
while the waves slapped its face
it stood tall exuding divine grace
and with defiant hope
it waited for the day
when a wandering seagull
would rest its wings
on its knoll
after a long haul flight
and when with perched eyes
it would gaze the horizon
mapping the pathway
to resume the flight
before the fall of the night

Until then the cape would provide
the seagull comfort and love
before it would soar away
consumed by its wanderlust
with the hope that it would
one day come back to the promontory rock

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I am gone

I am gone
like the whiff of wind
for I stalled for long
longing for you
holding my yearning heart
to get your attention
for you to accept my love

I am gone
for despite of showing
utmost sincerity in my words
and in displaying my earnest love
you showed ignorance
and left me hanging for eternity

I am gone
for your callous abrasion
for taking me for granted
showing me hope
and then snapping it away
for your boisterous claim
assuming I will never be gone

You may think it is a false alarm
and I will return
like flowers returning in spring
like the moon coming out of silhouette
like the sun appearing every dawn
but this time you are wrong
for I am gone
never to return again

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Why I Write

I write,
for my thoughts to be around,
lingering in people’s mind
long after I am gone,
and my scripts,
lost under the dust
of some forgotten tome,
for someone to discover,
those raw emotions,
vivid in front of their eyes
even when years have passed by

I write,
with the hope that
after my departure from this world
my verses will be cherished,
maybe it will inspire a few,
or it will leave someone
with a thought to ponder or two

I write,
with the hope my words
maybe sometime in the future
will be read by some terrestrial beings
to understand how perplex humans emotions are
and despite all the mayhem around
how the vibrant soul never gives up

I write
for I want imaginations to leap,
liberating the mind
and igniting views from deep within,
I write for awareness,
I write for peace,
I write to instill humility,
I write to give encouragement,
and above all,
I write for love

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Escape

If I can hold her close to my chest,
squeezing every bit,
till there is not even an iota of space left,
and when the warmth of my soul
ignite her to the core
burning away all the lurking shadows from her life,
no words spoken,
no resentment to explain
the cage, the confinement melting away
and she frees her winded clipped wings
to soar away and fly

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Don’t Judge

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