Key To Her Heart

 

It wasn't the right key, 

No, the lock has been changed: 

I am no more welcome!

Her heart has a new owner, 

who waited like a wily fox, 

to pounce upon our turmoil. 

The key I had was handed over, 

from another man,

who had a different ideology;

that she couldn't afford to carry,

for an entire life. 

She gave me the key with a caveat: 

that  she is a bird, 

I shall hold her in my hand,

but not catch her like in a cage.

I had told her:

I would love to see her fly high, 

chasing her dreams, 

I will catch her if she falls. 

I realised that she is indeed a bird:

who keep flying and meeting new birds,

spending time and banter at will, 

keeping her options open, if she's impressed.

She's less bothered about the partner;

She only cares about her happiness.

She can't bear any critique:

she need only praises, 

and someone who supports her,

even the wrong moves.  

I have breached that caveat:

She didn't wait for long for another adventure!

A poem based on #FromOneLine wordprompt. Image from Unsplash. 

A Prophecy

An astrologer adorning red 

with conch shells arranged on a wooden plate 

Idols and images of gods and goddesses behind

 The aroma of the floral offerings and scents in the air

The presence of spirits is felt when the large shell is moved

She closed her eyes and prayed with divine verses 

With a concerned face, she asked if I am ready 

To hear a prophecy that will change my life 

I prayed to the gods and goddesses to be kind

She, with an intimidating voice, told me that 

There will be a death in my house in a month 

No godly or evil force can stop that from happening

I was in shock, and my friend too felt the shock 

My father was sick and stuck in another city 

And I was about to visit to bring him home

It was a prophecy about my father's death

He survived a silent heart attack and  was 

Kept in intensive care unit for days upon arrival   

Even doctors said its hard to tell until two days 

He made recovery and made it home safely 

But he had to survive some more days in the hospital 

Again, I hoped that the worst days are behind and 

We held a puja at home for his wellbeing 

But only to see him gasping for breath

Within days, on a fateful Friday night 

I saw him leaving this world in my hands 

on the way to the hospital, exactly a month

After the prophecy! I spent those four weeks with him

With a belief that he will survive! But prophecy turned true!

Your Memory

Your memory is the pyre of my love 

It burns like fire of vivid images 

Of all moments spent with you 

It suffocates me with smoke

Of broken promises 

Its heatwave melt my frozen heart 

With an agony of lost dreams and years

Reviving a pain that refuses to abandon 

Me, Denying the closure my mind seeks 

A poetry based on #loveletters word prompt. Image from Unsplash.

 

A Bit Of Afternoon Rain

 

A bit of afternoon rain 

In a summer of funereal thoughts 

Drenching the soul with a new rosiness

Quenching the thirst of grains of trance 

When tomorrow comes 

The sprouts will emerge from darkness

Raising the flags of aspirations upwards 

Burying the demons of awe downwards 

The message from heart 

Is no more coos, it is louder than floods 

Extruding in the canvas of vivid colours

Exalting the bliss of liberty from worries

A poem based on word prompts from #FromOneLine #vssnature #poem #moonmystic #reevesroses #poetry #BraveWrite #1LineWed #vss365

#PoemADay Image from Pixabay

Eternal Lover

A chart of his maiden cruise journey

A  visit to countries in his bucket list

With a fem-droid designed for him

A beauty from the shores of Japan

She is going to fill his loneliness

She is going to spill his emptiness

She’s going to be his crime partner

She is programmed as per his wishes

She will express all human emotions

She will react to his emotional swings

He has coded his fantasies in her chip

All that he wished for someone else

He texted a message jubilantly

No, I am unfinished without you,not

I got a better version of you forever

An eternal lover who won’t change

With time !

A poem based on word prompts from

#BraveWrite #loveletters #crowstales

Image from AIST