Vanity

Vanity

You hail from the kingdom of class
With an elixir of pride
On carpeted mind you stroll
Disregarding the common man
Riches and influence is your domain
Oh vanity! A foul play on God’s delight
It is you who is in paradise.

Bony love

The fleshy bones chartered on the sandy beach
Waves confessed their declaration
Washed the tempting feet of the lustful goddess
Shepherded love to bathe
When surfaced, I saw
Love was draped in bones.

Heart speaks

When we are in love we believe each word whispered by the adored one. It is an indicator that we are in love. The moment doubt crops in love ends. We believe in God, though we haven’t seen him. It is our preordained thought that God exist, we constantly seek refuge to the almighty expecting for an answer to our helplessness. Love too makes us helpless but where to seek refuge? The adored one is far away. At times mental distance is more than the substantial distance. We see each other but fail to reach. If only God could come down and hold our hands to diminish the distance and re install warmth.