Fare Thee Well, Sweetest Friend

Written for a very dear friend who will leave town in a few days. It wasn't very long that we were friends but we bonded very well. This one is also in reference to some things I might have mistakenly told her and hence is a last attempt to take back all those words.


In verse emotions flow free,
In verse lies remain constricted,
In verse hypocrisy lies slain
In verse beauty is apperciated

Adventures are narrated

Lovers are united
And in verse I shall bid thee farewell
Sweetest friend, my friend you will

Always be.

'Twas not too long we've known eachother
But brilliant has been our time together,
I wish I could turn back time
And relive those moments sublime;
Now our paths lie separate
We will, in time and memory, fade.
Things will never be the same,
But you will be remembered and missed

Sad adieu...

Boat and Net

In the shimmery light
Of a single kerosene lamp
In a single room mud hut
Three little boys sit
Around a pot of boiling rice
Being cooked by their sister,
Their eyes filled with hunger.
Closest to the lamp
Sits the eldest boy, studying
A dilapidated second hand book.
He dreams to be a doctor oneday
And help poor people, cure them
Of ailments similar to the one
That claimed his mother's life
A few monthes ago;
But fate knows that he
Will take up the boat
And the net like his
Fisherman father, who lies
In a corner, resting,
After another futile day
On the boat.

Bare notion

Lonely among all company
A crowd bustles around me
I sit with my hot coffee
Trying to pen down thoughts.
A sip of caffeine sends my
Tongue into a burning numbness.

My pen hovering over the paper
The train of thoughts rushing.
So many ideas arrive
But all devoid of form.

I scratch my head
Another sip, I tap my fingers
Fidget with my pen, roll it around
Scribbling a scetch, scratching it out.
My coffee is turning cold, emptied in a swig
I know what to write yet words fail me.

I thought of poetry about war, peace and
The seas, pirates and their boat
Nothing still came to my mind
So this is all that I wrote.