Spilling Milk

I stand with my wings spread,
On the hesitant ledge.
I look down and wonder,
Standing upon that thin edge.

My wings are spread,
Ready to fly.
I look down again,
Standing so high.

I wonder again,
Do I dare again?
I leap again,
Without care, again!

Broken legs and soaring wings,
The earth cries, the wind sings.

Broken legs and soaring wings,
I wonder, have I done the right things?

-Aviv Nair
24/11/2010

A new beginning

Reality boils, the future implodes.
The world swims, the universe shrivels up.
Beauty rots, love explodes.

Thoughts evaporate, the mind reels.
My heart pumps, endlessly, pointlessly.
Gravity falls over, I kneel.

Gods watch helplessly.
Lady luck leaves
Apocalypse closes in.

My life collapses, present and past.
The soul melts, screaming.
Silently, I quake, holding fast.

She’s gone!

-Aviv Nair
9/11/2010

The Net Below the Tightrope

I toss and turn, one of many a sleepless night.
Visions of the future, dreams of the past.

Emotions boil, anger, anxiety, fear and fright.
Concern and worry, all swirl around too fast.

Almost a nightmare, something lurks out of sight.
The goal unachieved, trust betrayed, love lost.

Darkness fogs my vision, I lose my strength and might.
I break into a sweat, my heart heavy with frost.

Then, like an invisible, but inescapable light,
Her arm holds me, soft and slow.

I hear words, so calm, so clear, so bright.
“I love you!”

Suddenly, everything is alright!

- Aviv Nair
28/9/10