Write me a poem please do
look see how i spread words
cast them up in the air for you
wish you had wings
That flutter like my heart
Rise like an angel
or dove
Catch a small grain or two..
Write me one poem.
Please do.
Life that's all I ask of you.
(c) Amrita Valan 2016
For Ninja Josh
Baby you're the one
My sun my moon
My tears are fetched
But they won't run
Because baby
You're the one
Your smile shines
Dispels unkind lines
The treacherous cuts
Ingratitude hurts
But baby your eyes on mine
One on one
Can bring a trembling smile
sweet son of mine
God sent you because
Beautiful boy
You're the one.
(c) Amrita Valan 2016
Mushroom sprouts overnight from
Wet and mouldy shelf
All the others, were paper lined
And so had dried
But this one I lined with a
Flowery plastic sheet
The damp heat collected underneath
What amazed me was
how fast it grew
When I was doing the dishes
Last night, nothing in view,
But at dawn
Over my kitchen sink
freshly budded from the shelf above
A slender stalk gleamed deadly white
About my index finger's height
And spread it's poisonous hood or wreathed cap
One side serrated white
and the other, a ghastly black.
I told my husband
Should have left the cell videocamera running
Captured life in rapid motion budding and. growing
Called the kids showing off my prize
Proud as if i had grown it
The toadstool or mushroom
Got tired of me prancing and preening
Keeled over, again I didn't capture
It's sudden wilting.
Being afraid of the deadly stalk
I put on my gloves and tore it off
Why if I had taken a picture of it,
Would have bored you further to death
And not just
out of your wits! 😄
(c) Amrita Valan 2016
A small tan butterfly huddled besides my door
The rain and wind has perhaps driven it to
search for shelter
Tired, tiny and frozen without a flutter
A butterfly in a diastolic dream.
Smouldering silent symbolic beings
spirit guides their unspoken langue
A silken dance that cries
metamorphosize
Metamorphosize
If Reality's outmoded suit of clothes
a velvet gown worn out to a ball that
Will be no more,
If glass shatters and the slippery slope
Sends you shoeless, to soulful shores...
If life a similitude, of what's to come
Metaphor to point to us the symbolic door
To the gateway, a swift turn of the key become
An ear to the ground
Hear the hooves beat
Before the final horsemen arrive
Become,
Becoming all you can.
Till cocoon cannot hold such potency
And shreds shedding brilliant light
Beautiful surreal butterfly
Spread aether wings over soulful night.
There she clings a dappled creature
Tender to our sslightest touch
Fly! Fly shrieks unspoken,
High ever so high...
Before death turns
All dreams to dust
By and by.
Rise to scatter
Scatter the blue
Reaching out fulfill
Mad wanderlust
When mortal flesh so frail
fails, our soul
our souls' brave butterflies
Arise at last.
Ask not why!
Leap out to
Love and die.
Leap out of sonorous shells
Of supine skins
Casting skeins
spellbinding dreams
Leave, dull drab empty casts
To become the sky
Breathless deathless
To the last.
(c) Amrita Valan 2016
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