PAINFUL TINGE

The scarlet fumes of
Mockery, meretricious..
Incessantly mired
The blossom..

Thou vivifying spark
Weeds the
Burgeoned field
Trodden by
The ghastly shadows

Pertinacious..
A flower blossoms…
Omnipresent
Thou deadly passion….
~~payal~~

LET ME BE

Tried to weave some dreams caprine but
thoughtless thoughts occupied my whole
Now under a spell I breathe your breath
your kindness shall only set me free…

Let me be the way I am
traveling the silent miles
the stars cauterize the borough
and the moon incinerates me

Choose to free me out of this cauldron
with steaming what,why and how
Or let me be safe in my closet
sailing in the salinity..and drown….
~~payal~~

A CANDLE

A candle lit the passionate flame
Darkness from the lives it claimed
Spreading its warmth
Burnt with its heat and was deformed..
The molten wax solidified and
Moulded itself haphazardly
In the plasticity of the immeasurable void
Slowly it enveloped the whole
And left me immunized
To the external winds
Leaving the scent of a soul..
~~payal~~