SINCERELY YOURS

I came for a visit

Just a while ago

Caressing the things you used to love

And shared with me

I lifted the box .....it was empty

I opened the door...The room was dark

I waited for your shadow to touch me

There was none

Everything was glum and dull

I wanted to leave another mark

A few pebbles on your door step

To remind you I was here

But I know you want this love game to stop

It has been a rough journey for me

You are tired, so am I

I think I will just sign my name

For you to remember me by

Sincerely Yours!

A WHITE DOVE, A BUN AND ME!

The bun was warm

Round and tasty

I put it away

When a white dove

Landed on my palm

And it pecked me

First on my head then my chest

When I slowly pull it away

Both the white dove and the bun

I heard the music stopped

My restless self made another plea

But the dove won't come

And the bun grew cold

So I got up to leave

I want no bun and no dove

Just let it be

A MEAN YOU

The scented jasmines
Was your gesture of love
It had many smells
From a far away land it landed on my soil
And reached my humble patio with pride
Then you sent another gift
A white dove to be by my side
Thats another token of love for you
Your mind will always be with me
Then you scribbled the love note
Heavy and nice for all to see
I smiled, I laughed and cried a little
With all the joy in my heart.

But when I reached home today
I saw my jasmines wilting away
My dove gone
And the love notes torn to pieces
I had none
All given were taken

How could all these be?
Please give my jasmine back
Get me that dove
And send those love notes again please
Why now, I asked?
Why not? said you
Then I realized
That was the true face of
A mean you!
How I wish I had known
And not be fooled

I BLEED NO MORE

It was just A question
The answer was vague and dim
It was to free my mind and reach you
Instead I irate you
I grew restless with confusion
What now?

Then I heard the reply
Curt and cruel
It shook my body
I asked again
This time your reply hit me real hard
Almost like trudging a sharp knife
Down my throat, my lips and my heart
You went silent later
As the minutes passed
My wounded soul grew weak
And slowly
I died another death

I started to cry
You turned to look at me
I showed my bleeding heart
'I said .....wait.....all this is fresh and real'
I'm hurting again'
But you waited no more
You slammed the door and threw the lock
I dragged my body nearer to you
You shook your head and cast me away
And showed my place
I blinked a few tears
Oh wounded heart please plead again
But your deafening ears want no more
I staggered to hold you again
You turned and never looked back

As I watched you go
I knew I was doomed
You ripped my happiness all at once
You had no regrets and I had no hope
So I took the knife and made a deep cut
Right through my heart
So that there will no more marks
No more scars....just another big hole
And I bleed no more!