I cannot write…

I write not because I love you,
Love had changed forms,
The day my eyes fixated on you,

I write not because your eyes give me peace,
For peace was lost,
The kohl in your eyes speaks volumes,

I write not because your voice races my heart,
Music, symphony and notes,
Blood in my veins turns to the hue of your skin,

I write not because your breath gives me hope,
The sun over my sky turns golden,
The warmth of your breath in my ears,

I write not because I care,
I am a shadow among the earthlings,
Bringing you flowers is my biggest joy,

So why do I write,
When you become blurry by the day,
Am I losing consciousness?

The distance of the stars,
The Milky Way and the Andromeda,
Witness this disgrace,

As I try to dissolve into oblivion,
The words fall off my chest,
Onto this bleeding piece of parchment,

For one last time,
Or maybe more……

The curse of the tastier…. 

As death pounced on its prey, 
The prey prayed for a second chance, 
I’ll be good, 
Will pray more often, will be helpful and will even bring flowers to the God, 
Silly mortal as death thundered, 
You can fool me, you can fool them, 
Be a slate whiter than ever, 
How will you fool the man in the mirror, 
The one who saw the darker in your feather, 
The death grew in Stature, 
Muscles, bones and the Great Sceptre, 
It had no face, no clothes, no eyes, 
The prey looked around and there, 
Sound came from within his veins, 
You fool, you idiot, you oh so ignorant, 
I have ever lived here with you and your sins, 
Watching behind the curtains of sickness, 
I have infected you a day or a year, 
Those were my signs, my symbols, my gears, 
Mend your ways or become a farer, 
But you didn’t listen, 
The smoke, the whiskey, the cold cold beer, 
The soaked potatoes, the sleep so cheaper, 
Birds, reptiles even the kittens, 
And you were sleeping till the night was closer, 
Why should I give you a chance again, 
Was the heart attack not again, 
I will keep you as my favourite in my chambers so great, 
You were the best example I could ever make,
You’ll be a symbol of the greatest curse, 
The very tasty, the very easy, the very relieving could ever make… 

Health is Wealth. 

A single life….

Encourage thy soul,
The days of the dark,
Be My light,
Forever stay bright,
Help the dread,
Remember the bread,
Churn the butter,
When was it easier,
Caress my head,
The world is still left to win,
Work hard,
Get a mark upon your mast,
Break my bones,
Let it flow haywire,
Turn, twist and make me burn,
Gold is never made in the cold,
Pull me down,
Let me taste the ground,
A single life,
What’s more in hand,
Fall,
Rise,
Stumble,
Crumble,
Run fast to the high,
Just a reminder is what all I cry,
A single life,
Put all your might in this single life.