Spring is here again

Spring is here again

and the flowers are blooming

The butterflies are out on their wings

and it tempts my wretched heart

to see the butterflies sway

in the fragrance of the early bloom

How I wish I were a butterfly

I would flutter far and wide

and happily amongst the blossoms glide

intoxicate myself in hypnotic embrace

of the charming beauty vastly spread

the pleasing glory of the spring

the majestic queen of all seasons

when butterflies dance and birds sing 

My bundle of joy

The tiny hands

that once rocked the cradle

to my joy and laughter

The softened voice

that now calls me apa

and quizzes me

with queer queries

The restive  toddler

clutching on to me

like a shadow

tagging along

at my heels

everywhere

The cheerful face

that hails my return home

every time
in elation

expecting
gratifications to relish

The truant

playing many tricks

and pranks

heightening the mother’s

bollocking

are the laps
down the memory lane

run by the apple of my eyes,

my bundle of joy

my joy for ever

nightly loneliness

You are leaving

like the sun

setting

on the yonder horizon

I do not mind

the setting sun
i know

it shall rise again

tomorrow

ushering in another dawn

another day
but

I fear
the silence

of the strange night

the engulfing darkness

that is tearing me 

Can I survive the night

Can I make it 
through
the darkness

without you

all alone

Reflections

A six-year-old HIV-positive child named Along lives all alone in his rundown home in Nieucheping village of Liuzhou city in Southwest China's Guangxi Zhuang after both his parents died from the deadly virus. He receives 70 yuan of subsistence allowance per month from the local civil bureau  and periodical material supplies from kindhearted people. Other times, he has been collecting wood to support himself.  Source (including photos): English.sina.com

I was so touched with grief that it prompted the following lines of haiku. May god bless the boy or death take him away too.

at tender six years

burdened to make  his  ends meet

toils he day and night

lonesome and gamesome

unawares of impending death

boy, ball and shadow

In an unkind world

Love and affection unknown

mere walking shadow

Silence for a friend

Loneliness and fear his guests

Living silhouette

 Light darkening fast

Surviving sans a future

Cruel and unfair world

 Rose nipped ere its bloom

Despair hopes and lost future

Cant death take him away?

Cold mist

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Dwindling  thoughts

silent whispers

forgone emotions

many onlookers

two players

and one winner

a frozen smile

a single tear

and

you rejoice

 

Fallen flower

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Yesterday

just yesterday

It got on

in all efflorescence

freshness of hues

majestic shades

glorified radiance

sweet fragrance

of a full bloom

blinding onlookers

in beauty,  that spoke

many languages

Alas
its fallen today

in the dust

amidst rotting foliage

desolate
discarded

a shrinking piece

blazing grey
beauty dwindling

to be trampled

to nothingness

life ebbing away

only silence speaks

sans words

the lost colour of life

Ah
nothing holds till eternity

save the memories

and memories are intoxicating at times

Waiting

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I know that you are gone

quite far to ever come back

it’s no use waiting

cherishing the empty dreams

yet I haven’t quit the endless waits

its for you to decide now

if you should ever come back

I am just waiting

Should I wait till eternity?

Wrath of angry Gods

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The waves broke

crashed all lines

untold

all hell broke loose,

ere the eyes winked

the water

thicker than blood

swept through homes

its tentacles

soaring

touched the skies

engulfing buildings

cars, trains, lives

everything

giant fireballs rose
into the face of death

birds fled from their trees

but not humans

devoid of any escape

sought safety on rooftops

waved white scarves in vain

as houses swayed and tumbled

like castles of sand

cars floated on roof tops

ships overturned like toys

into the sea,

never to be seen again

the world watched

the whirlpool of destruction
in horror 
helplessly

stunned, shaken

the blows of death 
was never more cruel

never more menacing

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and now,

huh

the waves have rolled back

lifeless rubble remain

cars and planes strewn 

the debris of destruction

only the oblivious silence looms

Grief stricken sights 
all around
of

broken dreams

shattered lives

fallen tears

of a once  beautiful world

crumbled

at the wrath of angry gods 

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Unkind cut

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Dreams shattered,

like a glass,

all too abruptly,

all so suddenly,

into a thousand pieces,

a woeful predicament!

that never occurred

in my  wildest imagination.

I tried putting together

the shattered pieces in place

but all in return,

the fragments cut,

a thousand times,

deeper than any knife,

and my heart bled.

The frozen feelings,

The wilting smile,

The confronting looks,

Those dagger stares

all tells me the tale,

I like to hear the least.

Apologies find difficult

on your lips;

though you played foul.

This forlorn heart,

pampered by your affections,

now bleeds in farce absurdity,

thoughts plunder,

a  shaken torment

of your deception.

You meant it or not,

the scar is there to remain,

a parting gift

of an unkind cut.

Impermanence

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Life is uncertain

Who knows what tomorrow holds

Live in the moment

exagerated intoxication

Exchanges

of numerous

text messages

of pleadings

and refusals

of dreams

and realities

of hurts

and forgiveness

of forgetting

and moving on

of connections

and disconnections

of kuches

and sungches

of being dead

and living again

of good words

and winning souls

of dissolving

and staying strong

of loving

and missing

of robbing words

and fading figures

are the realities

of the dreams

born in

exaggerated intoxications.

ara

A cup of ara

wets me and drowns my sorrows

Cheers! Thank you a lot

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Uncouple

 
I do not know

How I should forget you

But certainly I must

if that is what you desire

I will expunge all connections

Efface  all evidences

of our bonding

I will cherish the silence

But please pardon me

I cannot erase your thoughts

off my memories

and your smiles will resonate

even in the darkness