Dreams

You came

through the clouds

your smile

dispelled  the darkness

you said the words

i longed to hear

since ages

you led me by my hands

and i tagged along

ever so happily

bereft of the hustle

and the bustle

we danced in the clouds
the moon smiled on us

the earth far below

there was only us

you embraced me

and planted
a tender kiss 

on my cheek
i was almost melting 
in your arms

when I woke up

from my slumber

What a dream it was
Ah! Dreams are indeed 

sweeter than realities

Read my silence

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You presume

what I tell you

is not at all true

you mistrust

everything

almost anything

that finds voice

on my lips

so what shall I tell you

and how do I do it

draw your lines

know its depth

read my mind

or my silence

 

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?