The Poet in me - 5

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I am trying you,

I am prying you,

I am loving you,

I am protecting you,

I am seeing you.

I care for you,

I pray for you,

I fight for you,

I am there for you.

I am losing you,

Hope am not failing you.

Don't change, if you do, you will kill me slowly, painfully, brutally.

I have an empty house, that I want you to fill,

I am losing my identity, I want you to give me a name,

My heart is broken, I want you to stitch it,

I am waiting for you somewhere far, by the beach, ಸಪ್ತ ಸಾಗರದಾಚೆ ಎಲ್ಲೊ...

The sense in the nonsense

The nonsense is making sense, the senseless is meaningful, the falsettos sounds perfect, the faults are becoming perfection, Latin & Greek is sounding like English.

I see dumbness in your intelligence, and creativity in your dumbness.

I hear music when you talk, and ridiculous when you sing.

You see garbage in my writing, I hear buffoonery when you read.

The unseen wounds and unheard silence

The unseen wounds, I choose to heal in silence.

The inner pains, I choose to endure in loneliness.

The unexplainable struggles, I choose to fight within.

The baggage I carry, I choose to hold on and not let go.

The untold stories, I choose to share when I overcome.

Do you have the patience to hear my story?

Do you have the time to put balm to my wounds?

Do you care for my pains?

The day you let me go, I will stop holding on to you.

I am used to the chaos in my heart and mind, sometimes I wonder if struggling is life or am yet to start living.

PS: I am perfectly alright, life is good, these are just postulations.

The Happy Roots

I spread my roots and plant myself where I exist,

My branches seems happy, but my roots aren't,

If hiccups really mean someone far is thinking of you, something is calling you,

Why am I even far away from it,

I wish I could easily unplant and replant myself at my will,

I know I will leave a scar if I unplant myself,

But I want both my branches and roots to be happy.

Eye for an eye, Love for Kindness

Is Forgiveness for an apology?

Is Forgiveness because we need a closure?

Is Forgiveness because of our willingness to let go?

Or is it to show you are just well raised!

Not everyone is someone's cup of tea, but you will surely be some round of Shooter for sure.

I will give you my kindness,

I will let you win,

I will make you smile,

I will put you on a pedestal,

In return, give me peace, show me God, be my music, give me hope, show me the way, take this load off me.

Unshackling you

How do I unshackle you?

Do I unshackle you with my Love Or with a knife?

Or do I free you from my Love?

I was the one tied you up all this while, I only realized now,

I see you shackled in my Love,

Had you told me earlier that my Love is suffocating, I would have let you go, let you live, let you love, let you free, let you fly.

Here you go, I free you from my love, from my shackles. Fly high, away from me, back to your tree.

Know when you are unwelcomed

What I have that you don't have,

What I do that you can't do,

I read between the lines,

I hear the unsaid words,

I say the unheard things,

I feel the pain behind that smile,

I also suffer that pain you are suffering,

I hear the chaos in your silence,

I hear the tremors in your mind when you are standing still.

I am not a mind reader,

I don't judge everyone I meet,

But I have the common sense and presence of mind to know and sense when it's odd, when its awkward, when I am unwelcome.