Pirouette

Painful beauty is to elevate with a spin.

With struggling toes and sturdy limb.

You raise up high smooth like lace. 

So elegant. So full of grace.

The art of life's pirouette is to dance in every catastrophe.

Make your foot your pedestalic caryatid.

Make every tragedy a beautiful turn.

A majestic outcome in every pain.

So dance in life like it is your plinth

Remember to pirouette in every flinch

Turn each chaos to a graceful act.

Turn each vicissitudes into an impressive art.

Deep and Absolute Hiraeth

 But you were the promise

That was so promising.

The finest of faiths

Designed the stars aligning.

The promise as true as the moon,

Could be as constant as the sun,

As faithful as the stars,

Til it all turned damned.

But it was I that shattered it all into pieces.

The one who bargained you

Whenever I got caught up

Facing demons and monsters.

Asking for something of truest and matters most.

It was always you I come to think of.

And it was I who traded you everytime.

Cause you were my treasure, the truest of all the truths.

And they know it.

I bargained you with every demon I got caught up with just to get free 

And so as they say...

I did...

Deal with the demon today

Face the devil tomorrow.

Until that tomorrow came.

I faced the devil and it finally took you...

The most promising of all promises.

And I cannot take it back.

For I have lost you long ago

Along the way.

And even the earnest of prayers cannot save the broken promise.

And so finally am home.

Sitting at my window

Relaxed and happy.

But there was this deep and absolute hiraeth

Without knowing where it is coming from.

But I know it is something from the past

That I've lost along the way

Just to reach home.

 Mood for the rainy-no work day.

The gray day just gives me the vibe to write or draw something. ☺️🌧️

Out of the Dark

 It wasn't love at first sight

The first time I laid my eyes on you

Or was it?

It's just that I'm not aware of.

How did it all happen?

Or was I too blind to see the sparks.

Til it got all burned up

Leaving embers in the dark.

And so I tried to reignite it

Like the coals blown by the winds.

But the dead cannot rise

Even with a thousand oxygens.

And so I get up to leave 

Every whispers and prayers to the stars 

Told myself - by all means, carry your bags

And find your way out of the dark.

Bloom Even in Chaos

During the COVID-19 pandemic when we were all locked down, most of us suffered in ways we can't fathom. We have lost, we grieved, we had our anxieties, and it was easier to just give in to despair.

But I chose to grow.

Making every opportunity either good or bad, a  way for me to learn.

Taking the chances, leaping through faith, even if blindfolded.

And thus, as a postgraduate student during this time of pandemic, our graduation is a living testimony that We Can Bloom Even in Chaos.

Sands in the Hourglass

But in reality...

There is no overtime.

We can never put new sands to our hourglass...

We can never have back

The lost sands.

The moment now will soon pass.

What Good is the Dragon without his Fire?

 Oh! But all the roads will die with the weather.

Every way will be frosted.

That even the dragons will lose their fires.

And what good is a dragon without his burning throat?

 Nothing but a flying creature 

With scales.

What good is a dragon without his fire?

Nothing but a flying creature with scales.

The Embers in Ashes

 And when all hope is gone...

I will be there sitting in the dark 

Beside you.

I will be there asking you 

If there is a thing that could kill hope...

You can answer me anything...

Fear, despair, or whatever.

And I will be there to remind you too that 

Hope cannot be killed...

Because hope never dies.

It remains to be the embers in ashes waiting to be ignited.

But it never dies.

 In every drop of rain

The petrichors it brings,

The gentle winds and sweet mist 

And the sound it sings.

It convinces me

That every mystery

That science can explain

Still cannot make it

Less of a miracle.