Karma Tonic: Chapter 23: Turning the Page

Where there was whine,
Where there was wail.
So much to think, so much to sail

Screams, howls, drama, disgust

Do you still wanna sail?

Abuse, accuse and then confused

Yet again another morning

To raise hope, to regenerate the fuse

Do you still wanna play?

People say, ‘don’t be afraid’

Pals blurt, ‘don’t feel too much’

Runner says, ‘oh the drama’

Do you still wanna write?

Ink is fading

Blood is drying

Heart is melting

Do you still wanna live?

Karma Tonic: Chapter 21: Pinki Swear

My eyes, with a dream

Always wished for an extra cream

Often overslept, sometimes screamed

Many plateaus, and then a stream

A Pinki Swear, that this

Won’t be just a Dream!

To childhood: when we played Tippy Top and Swore with our Pinkies :-)

Karma Tonic: Chapter 20: Rain

What is rain to you?

Droplets of cold water

Sprinkled on an unromantic mood

Mood that has swings of every garden

Call it eden, so be ridden?

What is rain inside?

A burning heart

With heat that’s insensitive

With lies that’s becoming a belief

A reason, a pray

When the heart pleads

‘Reduce a little pain of mine’

Be it him, be it death?

What is rain that is rising?

A hope that the lies stay lies

A hallucination that this isn’t just hope

A page that doesn’t say the same story

A fear that pays no same ransom

Be it limbo, be it life?

And yet again,

Rain is a veil

Veil to cry

Shower of dreams

Rain is water

Water that’s not salty

Rain is partner

Be it there, so be not…