Elements

[attempted haiku :)]

a strong current of deep clear blue

flowing incessantly

words from my pen

a star studded summer's night

scented grasses nodding drowsily

ingredients in a love potion :)

curled fingers in the cold breeze

brown ones melded with honey coloured softness

autumn leaves on a moss blanket ;)

cavernous and dark

bright white daffodils, dancing to the breeze

tulips with sparkling dew on her arms and neck

at the gala of your words ;)

bowed heads, silence and peace in lowered eyes

and angry faces withering away; i pray:

do not awake me, i just lived a dream

a bright sun and a starry night

in the deepest corners of the sea

hope :)

A little learner

I think the saddest thing in the world,

Is an empty book.

A lifeless shell, it is

With no mystery to unfurl...!

Like a stage deserted by the actors,

Void it is of jovial and somber characters

As a dumb girl tries to speak,

So look the blank pages, morosely bleak…

And as it collects dust on the shelf,

I dare say, it has never felt,

The fragrance of fresh ink on itself...!

Moist fingertips, aquiver with excitement,

Have never touched its yellowing parchment...

Its gray cover, torn and peeled

A great fate sadly sealed.



What once should have held wisdom immortal,

Now lies empty, tatty and tired.

On my shelf, like a tarnished coral,

Neither sought nor admired.

And yet, when I asked the poor thing,

Staring at her kindly face, worn and withering,

What she thought of her pitiful fate,

She gave me, very jauntily, a jejune reply

Which reminded me strongly that she hailed from a century old date..!



But now, pondering about it cuts off my word supply

So, I shall simply tell you what she said.

[See if it sinks in - I certainly doubt it- it’s almost as heavy as lead!!]



"You are mistaken, my lil friend," was her word,

"As a not yet does not mean never,

My state maybe pitiful now, but it needn't be so forever!"



So, she was and is, as a book ought to be,

She played a game of words with me and I simply couldn't see..!

But when comprehension dawns on you,

Do remember to light my corner,

For you see, I am as I shall ever be, just a little learner... !!! ;)

Of Reality

When I told her the rubies were fake
She believed me, for believing's sake
And I told her the words weren't true
She said I know, 'and so do you'.

The silk was cotton through and through,
There were no flowers, no fireflies on the dew,
The butterflies were of paper and confection,
The blue sky was just a cheap reflection.

Fluffly clouds, bought at their billowy best,
Were just dusty dandelions and all the rest;
Aimless markless, flying seeds,
The pearls were just shiny beads.

The clasp of the emeralds round her fair neck,
The golden dress trailing along the deck,
The sight of the night on the moonlit sea,
All a dream, a fantasy.

Never once did she believe me.
Not a single accusatory look, or plea.
For the bare truth that I gave her ,
Wrapped shabbily in glaze and lacquer

The day came when it could no longer be,
And all she did was smile at me.
A silver tear leapt at her cheeks,
'My dear', she said, 'all these days and weeks',

'I patiently listened to you tell me of the end
But by the river, at the road's bend
When you left me alone at the foggy fork
It was very much my real heart you broke.'

-Me :)