Atlas did Shrug

Knowing my nuances,
That test elasticity,
You've always stood still -
With your eyes watchful.
You've seen  me fly -
Defying gravity -
And you'd kept your distance -
Along another shore,
Where our eyes would always meet,
But we'd lead concrete paths divergent.
It's mayhaps,
Not the surety of thought
Rather the presence of void -
Makes us avoid absence.
We seek shelter,
In our tunnel -
Where we see the silver light,
Brimming in its luminous intensity.
Rimming darker clouds -
Eroding the dark within.
Leaning on you,
As a pliant vulnerable reliant,
I let you shoulder my burden.
For the time being,
I say to me,with a deep sigh.
For the time being,
I let you illumine my reasoning.
We let loose the canons,
To open our Pandora's Box-
Of secrets within,
And broken hopes.
Our own fragility,
Strengthens our touch.
You steady me,
As I crumble.
You hold me dear,
As in the dark, I tumble.
You let my foot-steps,
Find a hold.
Home is coming back to your essence,
Away from the hurtful ways of the wise world.
I feel alive in my own femininity,
Not afraid of the cascading tears that
Forms the deeper pools of kohl.
In your arms,
Finally I let loose,
All that's pent-up,
Wasted time and it's empty moments.
Rotten pearls and yellowed fragments of memory.
Lighter, as sobs escape-
I crawl back to my being-
Comfort-ridden in my crabby cocoon.

Faithless

Wrapping her shawl tight,
Around her frame,
She walked on at her usual brisk pace.
Eyes focused ahead -
And hat tightly in place.
She longed for the burst of yellow-
To chase away the gloomy greys.
The sky seemed laden with heavy clouds-
About to pour.
Footsteps crunching on the gravel,
Leaving prints that showed a determined gait-
She marched on-
Towards the gate.
Home, she thought-
Soon I'll be home-
Tucked away from the ferrous eyes of the world,
Pigeon-holed in her solitude.
Single in the city.
She stayed aloof.
Her normal bubbly self -
Sharply distant and curbed.
Watchful and cautious,
She let her cynicism guide her way through.
Trust seemed frail-
As all she'd loved,
Left her in waxed pieces-
Solitary in their blazing trail.
In her mind, she'd reached her end-
Of hopes,  dreams , wants and expectations.
All seemed a curious dead end-
As she felt no reserve of strength
To fight her way through anymore.
She's given up-
On her own path of life-
As the way fell into a smooth flow-
Her current holy grail-
Day in and day out.
The erstwhile joy on seeing cherubs-
Now faded away to a sharp jab,
A tug at her heart,
A streak of anger
And an increasingly embedded melancholy.
She wished she'd not changed much-
Or met her man who'd been a lesson-
To lessen her and her sprite.
To diminish her own self-pride
And leave her begging at the hands of fate.
Yet, she believed in no destiny.
But had no choice.
For her, the wait was over-
As she'd forced herself to accept the inevitability.
She lived with love and its ashes,
Wishing for it to fade and zoom out.
Yet she knew she was done for-
Her road to perdition had ended long ago-
And she would always have to live with a
Smoked salvation on following her heart.
In defeat, she felt her head hang low-
As she let her mind possess her sanity.
All seemed metallic and cold ton her-
People , peers and places-
Remote and wonderless,
As she walked on-
Faithless.

Run@way

I run away
From everything dear.
From everything that speaks of bonds-
As it creates bondages.
I run away in my mind-
From you-
'Coz it's you to whom I belong.
But who must hurt me again.
Isn't that the natural path-
Of decease and its disease ?
I move away-
From the mist of magic-
Its sultry in its seduction-
That traps me in its honeycomb.
I succumb-
To the cyst of logic-
That's killed my wombed dreams-
Shattered shells lie trodden.
Trust on tryst lies misplaced,
As destiny and fate seem hollow words,
To me.
We had to meet-
Only to part, I feel.
I try to barricade myself,
From your advance-
Your embrace completes me.
I long for the shelter your arms give,
The surety your presence imparts-
But everytime our eyes meet -
My eyes stray to the imaginary clock ticking by-
Counting seconds-
Counting stars.
I am lost in your glow-
Pulled to you like a moth to a flame-
But do fireflies burn in their own fire too?
I feel sated-
With you.
Yet back of my mind-
I stare at days of without you.
It's hard, for me-
To see life sans you.
But that seems an inevitability-
Which we cannot escape.
We say the three words of love,
With all the truth that we can muster.
We look deep into each others' eyes-
As we breathe in the scent-
Wishing time stood still.
My long winding path of life,
Seems hazy and blurred ahead-
As the only concrete I could ever see-
But for my own sanity,
I have to see that crumble too.
I would not want to pick up the pieces ever.
The pain seems to be an iridescent part of me already.