It Was Just a Mosquito

It was just a bug; a mosquito hungry and thirsty,
Flying it came; sat on my little figure hurriedly.
A sharp pin it had with it; maybe a straw like thing,
Very short at the front end; like a sword on wings.
I carefully took a closer look; resting on my chin,
It was digging in; piercing the straw into my skin.
It was hungry I suppose; I saw it was working hard,
I felt like shooing it away; but waited for it to retard.

I was baffled; I really wanted to kill it,
But I heard a voice; “you can’t end it”.
“It’s feeding itself; filling its appetite,
See it’s mass; smaller than a puck size.”
I waited for it to finish; till it was satisfied,
Then it flew away; such an energetic flight.

I felt pride in me,
I could help fill a stomach,
Even if it was with my own blood!
Who gets a chance like this?
A satisfaction in itself,
Even if it was my own blood!     

A Cute Little Doll

A cute little child came up to me,
With a sweet smile on lips asked she.
“Can we play with my doll, a small game?”
“No”, shouted I, I was busy, cold and lame.
Ah! My howl made her tremble and cry,
I turned to her finding a sparkling tear in her eye.
Her heart-shaped lips murmured,
“You are bad, you are rude-flavored”.
Her painfully soft voice touched my heart,
How uncouth of me, so bad on my part.
I took her in my arms and kissed her moist eyes,
I enacted a cry till she smiled in long miles.
We played for hours then with her lovely Barbie doll,
She then slept still in my arms, herself a beautiful doll.

Time Takes a Lot of Time

It was a day splendid with the breeze smelling the end of winter,
A party was called celebrating the start of a new run.
All faces eager to know what’s in stock,
The music of bass beating loud, enigma frolic and fun.
The spirits were high and roses red and yellow,
The purpose sublime, casual acceptances of flowers.

For all of them it was just a time that passes by,
But what a pause in brought to me a grinding halt.
Salt tasted bitter and sweet as salt,
It was all my fault.

Across the disc I saw a glowing spirit,
There it stood eluding pride and false exuberance.
The innocence of a dew drop on a blushing lily petal,
It was all I could ever have thought of fighting my mettle.
It was a short fight I had with my ego,
Took a few ticks of clock to fix on.
I tried to keep my eyes to myself; I didn’t wish to lose my discipline,
But it was just a smile I saw and decided never to move on.

Crap! I said what is this going on?
I don’t want to enter this street; I can’t die down.
I was myself all I wanted to be but the desire changed instantly,
I wanted to know what could I be. To be there with her around.

I fought and took steps with ignorance and trembling hands,
Every single inch forward gave a new ache.
I cried for mercy which would never come,
Trying to gain land I earned names I didn’t like.
I sought for a chance to explain the loss it could help stopping,
I was given a knowledge I am like the just another guy.
I understood a bit late the depth in love is but infinite,
When I shout falling no one can hear.

13 months then are over and the grinding halt,
A new start I seek, a blessing I call.
I need time, a pause in time; not the one I had before,
I want a break somewhere in the middle of the road.

This is never as easy as it seems,
Time never waits but it makes me wait.
I wait for an end to a deceptive dream,
That took away the life’s gleam.
I wait for that to return to replenish my lost soul,
I try to enjoy and show myself a new hope.
Its still there down somewhere,
Burning like the earth’s core.

But I stand in the glory of my heart and my soul,
I will fight with the sword of my will and hope.
This talk is not shit and the previous dream too never was,
If I am misunderstood again it’s your ego and it’s without a cause.

I may be nascent but wounds will never heal,
I wanted to be scratch-less but now deep scars I feel.
Faster than time I want to forge ahead,
But who will understand, I need love, smile and time all said.