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