Armour

 

Need an armour so these arrows deflect,

or get blunted by the sharp iron grille. 

These arrows nothing but misery reflect,

and need to burn them with a fiery will. 

They cease not to shoot from the blurry past 

for fate has a quiver full of these darts. 

Let them not find their marks and shadows cast,

for they relish and eye those fragile hearts. 

Forge an armour - break these shafts with metal

lest their jealous paws put a scratch on it. 

It is time to arm and prove your mettle-

you have the wit and the skill to hone it. 

So fear not that spear that threatens to pierce

for its flight may be swift but fright not fierce. 

Swear

 

I swore I would exercise.

But the strain now makes me swear.

I swore to give up all vice-

this guise I swear when I wear.

I swore I would help poor souls.

But swore when they asked for more.

I swore to reach my life goals.

And swear when demands galore.

I swear, I swear and I groan.

And swear to what I have sworn.

Baited

 

A fat fish swam in the calm blue waters.

A fisherman in a boat sped to catch it.

The fish swam faster to lose its stalker,

but the net was set to cast to latch it.

The fish seemed to have given up the race

when it spotted another fisherman.

The fish swam to entice him to a chase,

and soon was in the middle of these men.

It surfaced, smiled and dived into the sea.

To snatch it, both fishermen collided.

The fish escaped- these two were all at sea-

helpless in water clumsily chided.

Hunger not sated, for long they waited-

entangled in their own nets stood baited.

Happy Birthday

 

Years add feathers to my hair.

The black shine is now white glare.

Come and sit by my old porch-

have a  jug of wine to share.

Wall

 

Over the eyes wall is built-

eyes are open, see nothing.

Wall is bricked to hide the guilt.

And if it falls, eyes may sting.

The wall is layered to divide

those who appear to differ.

These blocks will mock and deride,

and make human race dimmer.

To cement, we need not much-

break the wall that denies touch.

Talisman

 

You have magic in your charm.

Or with silence you disarm.

Those sweet soulful eyes absorb-

And any hustle can calm.

Niyo - My Baby

 

The time you popped open your sparkling eyes

my life seems to have signed up a new lease.

The whoops of joy were timeless, undisguised

which year after year I knew would not cease.

You were always sure of what you wanted-

be it school, friends or eating an ice cream.

The beguiling innocence you flaunted

that still makes me smile even in my dreams.

You are one of the rarest gentle soul

with patience to match your inherent might.

I know this makes your mischievous eyes roll-

which is one of the most beautiful sights.

Life is a jigsaw they say, that maybe-

you will solve them all - Niyo, my baby.