Day: April 19, 2016

Unlearning…..

It happens only once in a while,

When you unlearn,

All that has been drilled within,

And for an empty mind you yearn…….

 

It happens quite rare,

That you choose the raging fire

And forgo the well traversed shade,

Till you burn with desire.

 

It happens only sometimes,

When you scream out loud;

You’ve been ingrained a mellowed tone,

You care not of the crowd…..

 

Sometimes it so happens,

That you blurt out secrets…..

(When ‘mum’ had been your word)

And all your fear vanishes.

 

 

It happens once in a while,

You celebrate your failure;

When all this while they had said

Only winners we endear……

 

It does happen once in a while…..

You are alone in the deep dark woods,

And you lay yourself bare

Putting aside all “shoulds”.

 

It so happens awhile

You aren’t in the charade….

You put aside that mask,

You proudly show the world

Every scar, every facade……

 

 

Yes, it takes time to unlearn,

But it is worth the while…

What then seeps within,

Races your heart…..

Brings that million dollar smile.

 

 

 

 

He told her to fly…….

 

 

He has asked her to fly,

To scale heights, climb aloft……

The strings he once held

Are left loose for her to drop……

 

Her feet are frozen,

As if held in tethers.

They feel heavy;

She crawls……

wishing she had feathers.

 

Wild, wild dreams,

That plagued her heart

Where are they?

“For God’s sake,

Someone help me…..”

She cries out, like a prey.

 

Tears roll down,

Her face buried in dust……

She has to walk faster,

It will be now or never……

 

She thinks of her lovely cascade;

Her eyes so blue,

Dark, dark skin that gleams like diamonds,

And of what she could pursue…..

 

Here, in this clearing,

She is blessed to have been abandoned

Without camouflage……..

She can be herself,

Ugly, unattended, unflattered……..

 

She may run without grace,

And blurt out secrets;

Her bosom has wrapped…….

 

 

She may not wait for him,

With candles and curls,

And approvals or slimy words…..

 

This desert is her arena,

She will blossom without rain…..

She will leave behind grudges,

And all disdain…….

 

She need not worship any hero……

She has one within,

Just how far she can venture,

Is all she is wondering……..