Stopwatch

Waiting for the night
So that I could open the cupboard
Stack some sense into it
And breathe pure reality
Live the day with normalcy
But the ice kept melting.

Shadows dancing by the darkness
Shrieks accompanies solitude
I heard those to my hidings
I fought those to my courage
But the ice kept melting.

These hidings are getting bored of me
The sitting space turns smaller
Music louder, though in order
But the ice, won't stop melting.

Spirit slips out, glass whispers to give up
10 years gone out of the closet
Nothing really changes
But the ice kept melting.

“She waited for the train to pass. Then she said, "I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.” - Haruki Murakami

Karma Tonic: Chapter 10: Grassland

and heaven can weight!

A little girl finds her long lost parents waiting for her in a grassland. Grassland that’s vast, grassland that’s dry as gold,  grassland that’s soft as cotton loaves, grassland that’s going to be her most cherished place from now on! She’d have anytime hated to come there, but then the glimpse of her parents widened her eyes, created a thrust in her scream and made her run like a kite across the field. She could see a beautiful pair walking into her, smiling mysteriously, holding a tiny bowl. The girl ran and caught the bowl, found a pink little fish sailing and swimming in her own space, passing squeaks while looking into curious eyes of the little soul outside the bowl. The girl’s heart then filled with tears, tears that marked the joy of meeting her parents, tears that flew never before, tears that told her tale of loneliness for plenty many years without them, tears that said ‘I won't roll down for anything now', and hugged her daddy’s neck like she’d leave never again!

Yes, heaven can wait, because heaven is right here in the grassland!

Karma Tonic: Chapter 9: A Morning Dream

I often get up in the morning, think of something nice and pretty, cross my fingers, clench my eyes and go back to sleep!
Why?
Mom says, 'a morning dream isn't a dream, it is a reality rain check to your future'
aye aye morning!

Karma Tonic: Chapter 8: Best Friends/Bushes in me

bushes in me

The roads are noisy, but the rains were noisier,

And I found my way in my flip flops sleeker & sloppier.

But not to worry about the splash, as I knew an umbrella man,

He often walks in with a cloak that never drains,

And I know he’d lend me today.

The doors will open in the neighbourhood,

And I’d be safe and sound with all that warmth & care,

Till he comes down and breaks the shutter to carry me!

Oh look he's coming, and he's wearing the magnificent cloak!
Though in a moment I could smell something familiar,
It was her again.
She came over me and held my hand, and kicked my butt.

She allowed that scream to flow across me,

The noise of my soul that was stuck in the lung,

The guts of my life that hid deep down.

As I stood stagnant & stronger than ever,

While we walked like our childhood rains,

Oh Mother, look, there waves the umbrella man!