Goodbye

Would words e'er be enough,
Hollow are they to capture this hollowness inside
Where worlds seem to disappear from one's very eyes.
One minute a world of moon, stars and smiles;
The next, a vast black empty sky.
The darkness envelopes you,
You grope for meaning,
Only to find that meaning has left;
Gone with the dawn's first flight.
You are like the mighty oak without it's roots,
Damned to die and decay,
Slow, painful and lonely.

Would life be a world of hellos and no goodbyes,
Goodbyes take away what the hello hath given.
The memory remains, only memories.
But what is the memory of joy compared to joy itself?
Would memories of friendship be more than friends?
I shudder to think of the emptiness that is a memory,
They are no more than words,
A painful reminder that you once were happy.

My world knows no goodbyes,
People come but they don't go.
I would share if I could,
But that is my world alone,
And this world would no longer be the same
If that were to happen
And what would people do if my world
Was to become theirs?

So what has to be has to be.
It is with tears of eye and soul
That I say to you
Goodbye.

Loneliness

Trudge this word alone I must
For all I have is my mind, my sense.
Everything else is but dust,
Alone must I dwell within my fence.
I ask for nothing, nothing you hear,
This world has nothing, nothing dear.
Everything that seems to be of worth,
Always to sorrow does it give birth.
To be alone is not so bad,
T'is the best that can be had,
To tread upon the sands of time,
Looking for verse and rhyme.
Aye, such a life a poet must live,
Loneliness is for his mind a sieve,
A filter through which all beauty appears
Whether his mind be in joy or fear.
So leave me be, leave me you hear,
To no one do I long to be near.
Just me, my thoughts alone,
Alone, alone, so alone...

NOTICE

Time to start putting up some old stuff I wrote to avoid the ignomy of having to rewrite them in case I lose them. So if you have already read some of this stuff, I apologize and ask you to bear with me for a week or so.

Thanks!!!

The Pain of Being Me

Does anyone care, does anyone know?
My suffering, my anguish? No!
I am alone, crying in pain
While the world looks on in disdain.
I long not for pity nor for kind words,
For in solitude, I know, lie my rewards.
So why then do I cry and weep?
What wound could be there so deep,
That I see pain in love,
Sorrow in the stars above,
Tears in the dance of the rain
And sadness in every thought of my brain.

Then I realized it's because of me,
The way I was made to be.

Loneliness and suffering are my friends,
Sorrow's control o'er me never ends.

O how I long to rise on the wings of dawn,
To fly away and be far gone.
To fly over lands and fields of green,
To behold what no eye has ever seen,
To sing with the stars at night,
Making the darkness melodious and bright,
To sail over the vast endless ocean
With joy being my only emotion,
O'er the white mountains to sing and glide
With the wind my solitary guide.

Alas! tis but a dream
As with all my other schemes.
I will always be on the ground,
For my feet to earth are bound.
I am hemmed in by sorrow,
Each day my pain will grow.

So I will pass through this life shriveled and torn,
And perhaps to a better future be born.

But then I will always be me,
A Child of Sorrow that I'm meant to be!

Fair Lady of the Hill (A tribute to Lalsangzuali Sailo)

Fair Lady of the Hill,

Now you lie calm and still.

But though no words now you speak,

Your message shines for all who seek;

For those in the darkness who grope,

A message of love and hope.

Beauty, true and pure resounded in thy soul,

Soothing melody, calm, pure and whole

Flowed from thine lips, God's gift

Broken souls to heal and lift.

We wish you would stay yet a while

So that praises on you we would pile,

For thou never received all your due,

Nay, though your soul shined with brightest hue.

But then onward must you go

To thine heavenly home above.

From there your prayers for us would flow,

A prayer for peace and of truest love.

And onward, we too shall slowly stumble,

And many a time for lack of faith fumble.

But then our spirits shall turn to thee

And our faith shall once again be freed.

Our leaking cup of hope thou wilt fill

Even though now you lie calm and still;

Thank you, Fair Lady of the Hill.

My Journey to True Love I - Lady Francine Leza Lluna

A meeting with Lady Francine is one which will definitely change your life. It's been three years since I last met her and yet the memories of that meeting are still clear in my mind. Such beauty, such grace and such elegance carried in that delicate frame.

I remember I was a depressed young soul pondering over the mysteries of love and life. I remember I was just on the verge of calling it quits. A soft single silent tear found its way down my numb cheek. It was just a wonderful work of Fate that Mr. Foosh the night breeze diverted my attention to the lovely crescent moon above ...Lady Fate wasn't done yet as she sent a nightbird couple to fly past me and got me to ask the magic question, "Love is...?"

The question that was not even really a question changed my life...forever...every single day...it still does.

"Waiting for you...", "Longing for you...", "Flying through the clouds...", these words took the svelte form of song and resonated through my being. I could hear the paltry voices of Guardian Fairies of Reality starting to scream disconsolately demanding that I return to my normal state of being immediately. These little guardians are what keeps people from trespassing into the realms of fantasy and imagination. However that night there was a force greater than that of these guardians that allowed me to escape their inhibitions effortlessly. Something was stirring in my soul that even the strong delusions of reality could not keep away.

Next thing I knew, I was up in the clouds and could see the insignificant forms of real life below me...I had transcended reality! I knew it took a really powerful force to ever do this and that force was there in front of my very eyes...in all her majesty and splendour yet!!! Lady Francine Leza Lluna, one of the avatars of Mother Earth herself.

Her presence with me there was otherworldly. Finally, with a smile across her lovely face she spoke forth, "O child of sorrow, your songs which are someone else's and the cry on your lips which doth belong to another have brought you here to my presence. Now the questions in your heart too are not your own but all that you long for will be yours soon...if your desire is strong enough."

Words failed me at that moment and so did all my other senses. I just stood there blank. She continued, "A noble quest awaits thee, but for now you must rest and eat...have these never-hunger berries for you shall need them." I stared at her. "Do not fret my child, these aren't fully ripe yet and you will still long for your human food again."

I ate the berries and after that Lady Francine took me to high up to the clouds and we sat on the moonbeams. "I have felt the pain, songs and questions in your heart my child, and like I said, they are not your own. Whose they are I cannot tell you for that is what you must find. Now I will give you directions to Castle Fairydust and there must you meet a certain person who will be waiting for you."

She smiled again and the gentleness and the warmth that radiated from her gave me peace for the first time in many months and after this encounter I was ready to move on and find whose sorrow I had been sharing...I reluctantly had to leave her company but in my heart I know she is always with me. I did not see her again after this but like I said, this one encounter alone with her has so impressed upon my heart peace and calmness. This has helped me through so many situations in life and it still does. Lady Francine be blessed for this!

But for the time being, to Castle Fairydust I had to sojourn and that is where my tale will continue...

Fanny Redpetals- Part I

Swinging high on the boughs of trees,

Singing and laughing with the breeze;

There's my Fanny, child of Mother Earth,

Born of joy, of song and mirth.

I am the luckiest to be born ever,

To have this beauty as mine... forever!