Tag: Sonnet

To the Young One.

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Man, your words were sharp and your voice was strong,
You meant to hurt and you succeeded well,
All I asked was you – an entire night long,
And I was offered a brief glimpse of hell.
You cut to the quick, when you doubted me
And my offer to protect. When you know:–
That, all my life, I lived in the fantasy
Of basking in a man’s protective glow.

Since that is not my fate to have, young one,
I, perhaps, should wizen up and think:
I could ignore the signs and have my fun,
Then jump ship as it is about to sink;
Or think of our future as one needs to
And kill the fantasy and protect you.

22 January
5:30am

To Ganapati.

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Thou were brought home today with great ado,
Hearts welcomed thee with music and great love,
As I walked toward thee my wonder grew,
T’see rain greeting thy birth from Heaven above.
Clamour rang joyously through the night air,
And thy eyes looked on all through many veils,
To look on thee was to kill my despair,
Thou carried me away from life’s sordid tales.
Gold laden, curved trunk – my elephant God!
Remover of obstacles – wisest of all!
For moments it was just me and my Lord,
His eyes spoke and my heart answered His call.
I thank thee for this and thy knowing smile,
And for walking with me for a short while.

18th September

There Was a Flower…

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There was a flower in a scented garden,
It gleamed as it lay hanging from a tree,
It waved in the breeze with perfume laden,
And beckoned, softly, nodding toward me.
I reached out my hand, but just fingertip
Brushed it fleetingly, and, oh, its softness
Was much like the kiss of an infant lip,
While its one-eyed stare was all loneliness.
I waited for him to come and help me,
Waited for him to lend a stronger hand,
Waited for him to set the blossom free,
And I waited for him to understand.
But my wait stretched to an eternity,
And the flower died in its wait for me.