Blessed is this world

                                                             Courtesy

You feel for me, you cry for me

That I might not see tomorrow

That I might be forty and still be bedridden

That I might never be happy

But answer me, Mother,

When there is so much love and positivity

When I have friends who care not if I don’t have hair

When people keep me in their prayers, everyday

How can I complain?



– Vaishali

A unique choice...

Eerie boulevard
Blighted curtains
Beat my stance

A shadow harkens
Borrowing mystery
Condemning the night

I, a broken vagrant
He, an ordinary mystic
Moonless flicker

The substance arises
Blinding green
Deceitful rhythm

Life on wager
Praise the dark
Or fade to naught

Bloating pressure
A unique choice...
Marred by blood


Written for Three Word Wednesday where the words were Beat, Pressure & Substance 
And Poets United: Vice Versa where the words were Unique/Ordinary & Condemn/Praise