Blog with Maya

  Tiger, tiger burning bright Face alight , he strides at night Arms swinging , probing eyes Long steps, deceptively light He reaches the house He  looks around All is still Sweet slumber reigns Behind the door, eyes aglow A racing heart, uncurbed spirit She waits for the wild With unconcealed delight. The clink of a latch Muted with care The gate swings open He strides in Up the steps  Across the porch A fleeting shadow  So quick art thee She holds her breath Bites down on her lip As he glides in  With the swiftness of wind The doe stands across Entrapped ; enchanted He opens his arms  To fold her in She runs to him  Naively unaware Of the danger that lay  Just a snarl away.

I heard the drumming on the rooftop Of the heady fingers, perfect in rhythm Diving into bed, eyes already shut Snuggled under the sheet to better enjoy the rain Dishes in the sink undone Clothes piled unfolded The newspaper lying on the floor Open at page number eleven I look at them languidly No hurry here, my  mate None around to roll eyes at me I can do my chores later In sweet solitude I am my own master I go easy on myself Taking my own sweet time No visits, no guests And definitely no getting together I celebrate my  existence Peacefully all by myself , my dear.

I went searching one day To the realm of my heart To seek out the chambers Where memories lay Twilight lay enticingly on the way  A twinkle marked the entrance ahey I stepped into the first chamber, sombre and grey The ventilator clouded, letting in barely a ray Holding my breath, curiously aware Of the slightest changes in the lair  I moved my eyes slowly, taking care To catch every sway of the heavy air  Seeing a wraith of my yester years One I had wronged? Or was I the  wronged one then? So went wisdom of after thought. The lies, the deceit The painful heartbreaks The guilt, the remorse The tear filled goodbyes All human follies Laid bare to the bone Bittersweet; yet all mine own Lay strewn around; forlorn I looked at them carefully Waiting to fend a stab of pain A minute , then two, and feeling fine I walked out not caring to linger long Making sure to keep open the door  Let in the air, cool and fresh Let there be light Let in the warmth Walking out with a steady gait I stepped in

I delude myself In many little ways I smile When people mouth inanities I nod Even when I disagree To argue is exhausting He  will not He sticks to his values And retorts hotly He will not smile If he be offended He glares at my follies And shakes his head in disgust My mask slips a little When worn too long I then grow silent Giving myself time I don it again and smile He looks at me with knowing eyes A trace of disbelief arching his brows I look at him and smile cheerfully My face carefully made Who is wiser He or I?

Keep a light In sight Not too far To bring back the sparkle Look forward to something And happily plan Your days will pass In glad thoughts And not drearily drag Make everyday special Time is relative Don't let it slip past Hold it fast!

I laugh at inappropriate times Much to my mortification I laugh, a weak laughter When I truely mean to cry At times, in great anger When I attempt to snarl I break out into giggles Much to my opponents indignation I laugh in confusion I laugh in genuine fear Yet when I hear some jokes My laugh seem to need some coaxing How I do not know But at some happy times When my heart laughs in joy My eyes just tear up My laughter has a mind of his own He does not listen to me He wells up unbidden I capitulate in resignation !

The light flickers I stop mid step Breath held I look around Keenly searching For a sign I sense none No lingering presence He is gone The air light I feel the calm He suffers no more I cried For a life destroyed For the potential lost I prayed May he be happy Wherever he be I look ahead Eyes tired Soul wiser I seek peace For him And for me