Happy Poem

 That butterfly fluttering, strutting, 

moved around us, bringing colour.

Despite the mundane

You and I believed in it,

believed it will bring magic

of togetherness and love.

The strange thing about love is

even when you disagree 

you figure out 

how to dance wildly!

Dark poem

 Fear, like a dark slimy thing 

may slip within

making years pile up on the pillow

And then the future would turn into yesterday

and sadness will find you

stalking you at every corner!

Freedom

I have been worried for long.

I worried about 

how you never loved me enough

Is it right to enjoy eating animals

Or how the cake is never baked to perfection

Or how easily you could move on and marry another

Or the car has a punctured tyre

Or how the increment is never up to the mark

And how I cheated upon you

And my wooden trunk with that rusted lock where I stored my half baked dreams

And that imaginary home of longing

Is it right, is it wrong

All those worries ...

And then it rained yesterday

And I wore my old body dipped in a new color of kindness and gratitude 

And I danced in the rain

And I danced in the rain

Like a child

Free

And

Liberated

And I sang too!

#coffeecupandpoetry series