Love Dualism

Ashamed I am of the latest event
and it feels like I got bitten by a serpent

It tells me my love was ne'er love
and that avidity was way above
My heart is torn to pieces
and the pain only increases

Of all these years of penance
I can feel the sheer absence
of what I had set out to achieve
to finally experience blissful peace

Aware I am now of my failure
saw it all in my life's trailer
The strength and the courage
got bogged down by that baggage

Took ample pride in who I made me.
Factors played their role, I now agree.

My heart now yearns for that path
penance commences: tell it not in Gath.

Habits changed the way I wanted,
I did complete what I started.

It took me to unexplored meadows,
The need for climbing virgin peaks arose.

Realized my purpose was still incomplete,
Smiled and said I will live free.

In a flurry of commotion,
of that unpleasant yet romantic realization,
the lump of air, I couldn't swallow.
my heart screamed, I couldn't follow.

Wise did it make me yet again
taught me to embrace that pain,
to work with me ,
set myself free,
wake me up from my slumber,
taste life, no wonder.and it feels like I got bitten by a serpent

It tells me my love was ne'er love
and that avidity was way above
My heart is torn to pieces
and the pain only increases

Of all these years of penance
I can feel the sheer absence
of what I had set out to achieve
to finally experience blissful peace

Aware I am now of my failure
saw it all in my life's trailer
The strength and the courage
got bogged down by that baggage

Took ample pride in who I made me.
Factors played their role, I now agree.

My heart now yearns for that path
penance commences: tell it not in Gath.


Habits changed the way I wanted,
I did complete what I started.

It took me to unexplored meadows,
The need for climbing virgin peaks arose.

Realized my purpose was still incomplete,
Smiled and said I will live free.

In a flurry of commotion,
of that unpleasant yet romantic realization,
the lump of air, I couldn't swallow.
my heart screamed, I couldn't follow.

Wise did it make me yet again
taught me to embrace that pain,
to work with me ,
set myself free,
wake me up from my slumber,
taste life, no wonder.

My Reflections

I wish there was a mirror,

Which told me how I felt

Which showed me my true self

But then I am afraid

That if I knew what I was

Would I still love myself?


Mirrors are traders,

They give you what you give them..

Neither less, nor more

But of some things m still unsure

Wht if …..the mirror doesn’t reflect the truth ?

Wht if ….its a shrewd trickster,

Swindling around with our images?

Coz what I see in the mirror is not me, I know

And what I really am, I still hesitate to show….


I wonder whether I will find a true mirror,

Reflecting ME,

Echoing MY voice…

Though harsh, but so true,

Though aching, but still so sweet,

Coz mirror is reflection of pretence, not thoughts

It is so untrue and false,

It deceives me throughout my life,

Gets me back to the start…

to go around again!


I blind myself to my own thirst….

I starve my soul,

Bind my flight,

Curb my voice,

Mould my image,

To fit that mirror,

Oh! That limiting mirror…

Unaware of my potential,

Ignorant of my choices……


If it’s just that mirror which hold me back

I refuse to gaze in it

I reject the need of its approval

Coz I know that it’s too shallow to gauge my depth

And I pity those who spend their whole life framed in that mirror….

Oh! That limiting mirror…..