Dream Leader

Follow my dreams?

No sir, I will not.

They are ‘my’ dreams.

I will lead.

And I will live them how I choose,

Deciding what compass and speed.

You will see me smiling, wind in my hair, with nothing but fires of determination lit in my eyes.

Watch my dreams chase me, and try to keep up!

For they’re mine, and a girl like me, only has her dreams.

Never lose sight of a dreamer like me, I will amaze by magic and show you the impossible.

~m

Moonlight

And the moonlight,  though it spent it’s life hiding in the darkness of the world,  has a resilient soul.

It is the most resilient because it possesses the knowledge of what people do in the dark when no one is looking. It knows truth of people’s hearts, good and evil.

And yet it loves us, despite,  all the same with no discrimination. Deserved or not, it touches us all with its soft glow of understanding and knowing.

 

Nothing is secret from moonlight.

It protects all secrets, magic and mischief.

But moonlight knows.

~m

Reverse Axis

 

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Stumbling stars

Catch cold

From screams prayed to heaven

Of empty promises

That never are fulfilled

Their lights blur ever so slightly

Eon after eon

Trails of their tears

Collected from observing

Deluding their sky vision

No longer do they see

Vistas now dingy

Overgrown forest of space are

Untended gardens

Of entitlement

Never hearing gratitude

But banal platitudes

Insincere

Hollow

Cynical

 

Stars were born to help,

They were born to guide

But the axis is contrary

Gravity pushes away gifted comfort

And we’ve lost our way

being enveloped in darkness.

 

It inhales our souls.

 

But child, hear me cry:

We must be different!

We must continue to wish

On sad, crying stars

They’ve lost their way

They’ve lost their belief in love.

It is us,

who will comfort them.

We must be their sky.

It is us.

Unconditionally, it is us.

 

~m

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Two-Stepping Twins

Hear me whisper curses,
Watch my lips run.
Catch my desperation,
Raking songs unsung.

 

Frustrations we celebrate,
Like the 4th of July.
Burn our ambition,
A spiteful nose alibi.

 

What a game of tactics,
Foreplay of the mind.
Respecting ingenuity,
Impressive masterminds.

 

Curiosity kills fur,
But keeps rapt attention.
Fascination’s sweet babies,
We’re stars shooting of ascension.

 

Complimentary magnets,
Dancing Yang and the Yin.
You dip and I’ll twirl,
Till we wake up in zen.

 

~m

The Theory of Everything

 

 

When a heart breaks

We see from wounded eyes

But what is really happening

You would be surprised

 

When our heart’s break

And earthquakes into millions of cracks

The expansion of your feelings

Open to expose the contrast parallax

 

Through craggy gaps and rifs

Our delicate pith soul is visible

Nor are our secrets hidden

But they are multiplied divisible

 

In hurt we grow outward

We expand to transcend

Exposure leaves us vulnerable

Pain causes us to overextend

 

The heart swells in emotion

Crackles the veneer in its distress

It doesn’t truly break

But it hurts nonetheless

 

 

Take all the hate and tragedy

That happens daily on this earth

Fault lines scar it’s crust

It also wears its cracks of genteel rebirth

 

The theory of everything,

don’t you see?

We are connected to it all

And we are the master keys

 

We must cleft

To learn and reach higher

Without those forces

We would never be inspired

 

We must live

And we must love hard

Even when we hurt

We must give regard

 

Our connection to all

And how this will shape

Our light source is laid bear

Our shade is undraped

 

We are more than just heartbroken

But fragile newborns

Given a chance to grow stronger

 

Our hearts are exquisit especially with scars adorn

 

 

 

~m

 

Star Secrets

To touch the space

Where stars slip by

Glitter trails crumb

Across night sky

 

Yearning safety

To bring you home

They dash and bloom;

A garden of stardust loam

 

Wishing you peace

Blowing kisses of passage

Keeper of my secrets

A benefactors advantage

 

~m

 

 

Compass

Cats bark secrets

At hidden new moons

Bringing back memories

Always gone too soon

Senior’s first word

Beginning at the end

Hangs white poignant stars

To midnight’s curtains thinned

Unicorn knelling loudly

In prayer, just out of sight

Guarding suns treasured magic

For dreams to take flight

The world keeps spinning dizzy

Turning my square chaos around

Searching for you, comes empty

My heart pleads to be found

But still, I hear your voice

Compass, introduced at our birth

Anchoring connate knowledge

You….

are my true magnetic north

 

~m

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Prophecy

 

After an exhausting drought

Filled without any shadowing doubt

The connections grow once again free

 

Did you happen to remember or to ponder

Letting  your nimble mind lust and wander

Acknowleding the awaken souls diastole

 

Everything in this late summer air

Crystallizes the stars of a lover’s affair

Sweetly singing of reincarnated love foreseen

 

Angels and fairies play gleeful in whisper

While the sun bakes cakes and paints sunset pictures

Of lover’s reunions who are meant to be

 

I’ve traveled and troubled

Collecting spirit strength doubled

Awaiting the Universe’s return of my love to me

 

Requite to my heart’s gladdening cheer

Existing through bedtime stories comforting tears

With conscious thoughts that you would never truly forget me

 

 

~m

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Creek

 

 

Through ancestral woods exploring, I found a creek today

It was well hidden, but I was led to it by soft mossy pathway

Unable to resist the temptation to feel it’s wetness on my skin

I stepped into its shallows and I felt the magic begin

Cool clear water delights my toes

As it’s eddied memories slowly past me flow

Remembered knowledge of my brief youth

Startle me with its echoing truth

I’ve grown so ignorant in my advancing age

Or perhaps, gone numb with each years turning page

I’ve ignored the genius of my young innocence

Instead I’ve adopted a burnt char of exhausted brittleness

I’ve been looking so long, at all the wrong solutions

While muddying my name with a society’s pollutions

Now feeling the water carry away the dark energy toxins

Moisturizing my center, I can now see my options

If I could only stay here and in the water play

Let it hydrate me clean, and wear weary troubles away

I might be able to touch the little child, that’s inside me hid

Let her teach me my old ways, the ones before that I had forbid

And then with rapid clarity, and a sure certainty of truth

I realized this is the secret, I had in fact discovered the fountain of youth

It’s not a actual potion, or a hidden wishing well

It’s a feeling you capture inside, a remembrance, that’s the magic spell

We stay young through our heart, not though someone else’s eyes

But it’s with a unguarded child’s grace, that we are immortalized

 

~m

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Phases

(Night Seashore – Chennai, Tamil Nadu)

 

River moon

Out by the bay

Serenades my troubles

As I kneel to pray

 

Harbor moon

Shining by the pier

Chases your demons

Displacing your fear

 

Lantern moon

Illumes our journey

Keeping memories well-nigh

Calming our worries

 

Seasoned moon

Waxing in discretion

Arching all secrets

Protecting our confessions

 

Confidant moon

In the night sky

Reminding my patience

Farewell is not always a goodbye

 

~m