The little man and me

I wonder
Little man
Crawling across my body
Scouring the dirty me
Ants scavenge all summer and lapse the entire winter
Or so they say
Tell me little man
Are you down in the doldrums every recess
Or just hibernating largely avoiding the mess?
Drama, melodrama and more drama
Are you ever tired little man?
With a body smaller than my smallest tear,
A place for a bleeding heart, and an overthinking mind are
A waste of potential space otherwise packed
Fruitfully with remains of a chocolate
Like the one that now lines my pink lips
As if to sweeten the words and the following apocalypse
Don’t bite me, little man
No, not because it hurts, because you ll leave
And I ll wave you bye as I yet again weave
A poem,a verse or worse
A story of the departure
Of an unwelcome host turned favored guest
But worry not,
Little man
I am a Liver, I regenerate
Pity, words, and tales
I ll learn to obviate !

A quiet night..

Something hits me like a violent jab

I know not if it is a consuming fire or my concealed fear
I hear tales and whispers buzzing in my ear
Is it just a melancholy dream of a solitary halt?
Or a lament of the faceless figures as they part?
Tell me, for there is something urgent and mournful about this night
Like a fluttering butterfly in its last flight!

Breathe ! Believe !

Look! Do you make out a beautiful horizon?

Sshh! Do you hear the waves hitting against each other?
Breathe! Do you smell the salt in the air?
That is all you need to focus on right now ,
These blinding lights hitting your eyes ,
The sound of your heart deafening your ears , The rotten smell from the pit of your bowels,
They are your interim menacles ,
You will eventually break the shackles!
The tunnel is long , so is your grit
Belive ! Breathe ! The oceans wait !

– Sandhya Sadhanand

The doldrums

The sky has darkened and
The stars have vanished
The moon hides behind
And the high looks ruined
Don’t know why I bother clinging
Ain’t nobody returning ;
Don’t know why I bother chanting
Ain’t nobody listening !

-Sandhya Sadhanand

Replacements


The toy you threw away came alive with desolation

And your newest shiny toy  is all smiles

Will you make your whilom go cold with envy? 

Will you make your latter go warm with ecstasy?

Will you wallow in Glee at your own rabidity?

Sandhya Sadhanand

Hostility

Time loses all meaning

As seconds turn minutes

Minutes merge to hours

Hours become days

Blurring into another

Making no sense

Showing no reason, yet,

A prevalence in the chaos, ‘Hostility’

Remaining just as still and unyielding :

Flames hotter than the glare

Despairity ruled by diffidence

And holes deeper than chasms !

 Sandhya Sadhanand

Dangerous !

Maybe people see

But they don’t feel

Maybe they hear

But they don’t care

Maybe they know

But they don’t bother

Yet sometimes

The unrealised heart

Craves for a hand

Somewhere ; somehow ;

From someone ;

To get back up ,

In a rollercoaster ,

That will do nothing ,but

Make you throw up

Yet again…

And that

My love ,

Is precisely why ,

Hope Is Dangerous!

 Sandhya Sadhanand

The lone star

T’was Black all around

But she couldn’t care less

There were others like her

Shining and twinkling

Just a call away in the day

At her arms length in the dark

Fun and frolic all through

Day and night swiftly flew

Yet, as always ,came an end

Like a wolf howling for blood

Like the wind hungry for Havoc

Blew her to collateral galaxy

With none to wave and Twinkle

Stuck in the sinister sable space

Memories and longings ate her alive

Yet she twinkled,  the lone star

In that detached desolate galaxy…!

 Sandhya Sadhanand

Nouvelle Gallantry

Believe in the most ordinary acts of bravery 

In the courage that drives a person to own up in chivalry

In the courage that drives a person to try without a succor

And in the courage that drives a person to stand up for the other !

Sandhya Sadhanand