Ashes in the Wind

And here comes the dusk uninvited to the burning ground

Breaching hesitations covered with the red tears

Ashes in the wind, trying to find a home in this dark abyss

All that smoke can be – to wander in its rusty nomadic home

Sparks from the fumes where the smoky flames were kindled

All that fire could torch was the form of expression

The forbidden bushes where denial rules and writhes

As a light feather the soul floats wandering paralyzed

Leaving transparent shadows of mysterious reality

The winds have covered a thousand cries beneath

A roaring widow, a hissing mother of a single child

Grappling with the wounds, assuming the being will survive

Look deep within the hollow immortal, give a reason to exist

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Daily Prompt: Flames

Eroded Dreams

Our paths crossed
And the dust settled
Our dreams were eroded
Like life was flowing out
And I could not breathe

Everything seemed the same
You were no longer there
Not in my arms
Not even in sight
As I stood waiting alone

Gazing stars all night
And they would not fall
No luck for me to grab
Till the waves washed away
Illusions, day by day

No fear I hold
Bare feet cold
Smile with the winds
I was alive once
No second chance

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Every week! Week after week

Pain of feeding the monster, weak
Every week! Week after week

The clock is on the run
Time is having its sweet fun

This is a Friday Pun
Still 2 to go! Hold on Son!

There will be a Monday
After a run over Sunday

“Give me freedom”
And he grunts at your wish

Locked in a 10×20
Caned by words plenty

Revelations
Post-mortem operations

Awakened you will stand
But dance to tunes of same band

Every moment! Week after week
Brutally strangled, is the meek

Love in a Wisp

A wisp of love led me astray
Sipping the toxins unknown, dismay

See rains in May, clouds tearing the sun
Supposing – the mist dripped one by one

It were tears, leading solitary fears
Not willing to give up, fleeting warmth

Sniping the reality, like a foreign dream
Call into question the innocent sleep

Insane – the crossroads, no one around
The winds playing, make a pensive sound

The wide light orange, kicks in a hint
A shadow’s stint, demands to lead a way

Blinded by trust, the clouds too follow
Searching for morrow, unsated desires

Lying deep within the illimitable oceans
The darkest secrets of broken hearts

Will never be the same – love in a wisp
Love in a wisp, devil’s sip, angels dip

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Shadows of reality

Shadows of reality
Darkness in prosperity

Don’t be a fool
You’re no more in school

Turn around
Listen to that sound

Its calling you by its side
You just should not hide

Run on this ground
Now cease to frown

Life is beautiful
You got to be a bit careful

Just untie your soul
Why don’t you wanna go

Stop living life in grids
Open up the lids

And fly at least try
Stand up again tall

Let life take a call
It may hit, every bit

And you cant go away
Coz You ought to stay

Dated: January 2010

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

An Untold Story

Painted Canvasses without blood
The desires dried dripping

Poured on demon like floors
Couldn’t devour the soul

The paints screamed for a wall
When kerosene washed them away

Brushes lie on the stained cotton
Looking at the easel in the corner

Silks stacked away, a story of life
Painted in crimson, clear blue

Incomplete it rested
Complimenting rags shoved in the carton

It only looked like she did not care
Neither did she look back once,

As her life was on a run, yearning
Meaning and fun, in wrong places

Years passed away, not realising
Once best friends were peeping, calling

Attention, care and caresses
Ready to be used up and thrown

So they could get a home
On the incomplete canvasses

Waiting to complete the story untold
A place where they truly belonged

*If my incomplete paintings, and the paints had feelings, they’d be really missing me*

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj

Found Profoundness

The squall of darkness
Was never heard

Locked inside
A room of blood

When the doors opened
Dreams set ajar

There was an empty canvas
to paint the clouds green

Living in constraints
Not any longer

Because there was a reason
Trapped in a season called
LIFETIME

Found profoundness
Galloping inspiration

Life changed forever
At last to find

Aspirations chasing
And the world dreaming

About me, love
While I was Living

A lifetime, A dream
In every little moment

Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj