A dog's night

A dog barked at night,
with an endless fright
may be the end was near,
but who knew what did it fear?
for it just screamed out of sorrow
or joy, I don't know-
I just felt a deep outburst.

What has the world given to a dog
except pain and assault,
was it born to sit upright
or sink into an ocean of loneliness!
was it to weep at the darkest times
or to wait for a brighter day light.
I don't know if it was anyone's fault..
but I am cognizant of a disturbed sleep
for I wished to hold it in my arms
but I couldn't.

Oh dear friend, you may not
sleep, eat or speak, but I gather
you are tormented by this awful
existence, but worry not my dear..
soon shall you see a juster life,
with a sea of hopes -or rather
die, better than existing wearily!

© Kalpita Rashmi. All rights reserved, 8 hours ago

I and the mirror

The mirror told me
I was right, I was right

I clapped and sang and danced at night'
I cried with a wired head, slept with my open eyes
I still imagined -I was right, I was right,
I saw it, felt it, touched it right
The mystery, the craving was quite so tight
I jumped in joy, I was right..

A graph so strange, the peaks were bad,
what was wrong ? I asked 'am I mad'
No no no, I thought I was right,
what went wrong , I just cried and cried,
The highs, the lows and the no and no-
where was the smile and the yes and the snow?

I looked so calm but I burnt in time,
what was that I thought was not really mine?
Is there nothing in the world that you call
it's yours...the air, the love the pain and the sorrow?
I shall be right I told my heart,
I shall be wrong only when I want!

A promise was made, a pact was signed
who was the one who made a beast of a sweetheart?
It happened again and it always does..
right becomes wrong and a trap is formed
But the sweetheart is sweet at heart as I always am,
with a weightiness in soul, I desire to be right,
I live in my moments, fly as I want,
there is no more a turbulent western wind,
I have to fight.

Happiness is not a sin!
Mirror I say, its all right.

© Kalpita Rashmi. All rights reserved, 8 hours ago

Night whispers

I sat with Mr. lonely 

on a dark, smoky night

The air, the smell

was earthly, dear to 

my heart, a closer look

told me I was there 

earlier, but this time

scared..what would go right

or wrong. 

Will Mr. Lonely

love the talk or leave the 

house on a midnight stroke!

I awaited so long 'just to catch a glimpse 

of his so called magical presence-

left me speechless, took my breathe

away, but I didn't crave for, it just 

moved, in a motion uncontrolled,

a tear rolled down, pure as it may seem.

I felt I won, made him stay,

smiled and cried like a child, hidden

feelings within...uttered few words-

'you are..my love'.

© Kalpita Rashmi. All rights reserved , 8 hours ago

Embryo

Why did it die

in the dark night sky

in my own hand, pale

marred, just a life

it was, from my own blood

from your seeds too,

I hope it was a dream

or a nightmare, with a sign

that its an end or just a beginning

of a worthy end.

Monologue

I was a child, I knew not what a tear was
I smiled and played for hours together
carried a heavy bag of unread books
but with the excitement of being discovered..
I was known and unknown
naughty and quiet
Silent but undeterred

Its the same me aye ..but
don't you see a crease of stress
on my beautiful eyelid, on my flawless skin?
It's the same me aye, I am the lonely child
playing with my dreams and memories
It's the same me..conjuring that hazy voice
I wake up from my painful sleep-

to tell you my dear, that I dream no more now!
they are just nightmares, the ones that haunt
in a deep despair-a jumbled ball of hair
a weeping mare, a creaking door and a
leaking jar..I see me screwed with a face so hollow
Tell me oh dear!  did I ever seem so pallid..

If I could possess that touch of yours
again-my mother, the strength of your shoulders-
my Pa, my lovely young sweet adorable brother-
could you not pull my not so long hair?
I stay up at nights so dark and windy
I wait for the moments ...those long long ago,
I neither call you nor do I weep now-
why don't you hear what I have (had) to say?

Come all those who cared or loved me,
I am the same child, why have you left me
Am I not a gracious lady aye, why have you stopped
cuddling me... I whisper no more to the walls

  I just await the uncovering of a new 'Me'
without all of 'You'.

Author Notes

Life teaches you how to evolve and live with/out people you loved or cared for. 

But being human is so painful at times. There is always hope though.

© Kalpita Rashmi. All rights reserved, 5 days ago