Thursday, March 25, 2010

I miss you

I've accompanied you on walks,
I've joined you in talks.

I've watched movies and sang songs with you,
I've debated and discussed rights and wrongs with you.

I've comforted you and hugged you,
I've irritated you and bugged you.

I've fought with you and missed you,
I've loved you and kissed you.

I've shared your hope and your fear,
I've assured you that I'll always be here.

I've laughed with you, and cried for you,
I've lived with you, and died for you.

I miss you, and I'm still here for you!

-Aviv Nair
19/3/2010

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Tidal wave of uploads

31 posts in a single day is simply because I've been too busy with other things to update the blog, and I've finally found the time to post all the poems written in that gap, as well as some older, unposted ones :)

Bottled before bloom

Bottled before bloom,
Not even a chance,
To spread perfume,
Or even to dance,
In the glorious sun,
And the refreshing breeze,
Joy, there is none,
All life begins to cease
Robbed of what I sought,
Before I began to find,
Bloom turns to rot,
As heart battles mind,
How am I to console
My heart distraught?
How do I fill the hole
That this has wrought?

-Aviv Nair
28/1/2010

The Rise of the Phoenix

Rubble and ashes, smouldering embers and glowing cinders,
From a single spark, a tiny match, an insignificant tinder.
A slow breeze picks up, scattering the ash, dispersing the smoke.
An unidentifiable fragrance, the air lightens, no longer does it choke.

Something stirs, something glows, something starts to form.
Shapes flow together like quicksilver, rivulets of molten metal.
A hint of a plume, an outline of a tail, colours shift.
A strong glow, a brilliant flash of light, a blinding radiance!

Incredible power, stands up proud and tall,
Strength and beauty unparalleled, rises from its fall.
Wings appear, rising up in glorious magnificence,
The epitome of beauty, the Heavens pale to insignificance!

The Universe freezes in awe,
Time stands still in rapture,
Reality bows in respect,
Gods kneel in homage,
Behold! The Phoenix rises again!

Aviv Nair
11/1/2010

Subconscious

Wandering in the wilderness, lost in this forest of fear.
Shadows and spectres, dance cruelly far and near.
Lustful laughter and wraiths of wrath lurk in the depths of dark.
The air is filled as horrors unknown snarl and howl and bark.
What filters through the black foliage is hazy, dim and red.
Lending a helping hand to the metaphysical terror in my head.

Crumbling ruins lie ahead, covered in creepers and vines
Broken blocks, crisscrossing cracks, a spider-web of lines.
Physically, they are dark, still and silent, yet they smoulder.
Evil permeates the very rock here, the air grows colder.
A magnificent monstrosity, ramparts and towers standing tall,
Infested with demons and howling wind, a monument to my fall.

The rivers boil and the landscape burns,
The stench of death laced with dust, as the wind churns,
Geysers of horror burst forth from the ravaged land
Apocalypse and Hell, all in the palm of one hand.
Filled with fear and all the terrors you can find,
Welcome to the deep, dark dungeons of my mind!

Aviv Nair
7/1/2010

Happy Farewells

He watched as she lay there, weak, broken and helpless.
Sacrifice didn’t help, he’d been sympathetic and selfless.
They both knew it, the inescapable truth – she was going.
Yet, there was nothing they could do, neither crying nor mourning.
She took his hand and smiled, her eyes filled with decades of emotion,
Memories filled him, a wonderful life, full of joy, love and passion.
Feelings flowed freely, he was overwhelmed in the waterfall of love.
Understanding suddenly, he smiled, and prepared to leave his beautiful dove.
He hugged her, pouring out all his desperation, helplessness and joy,
He kissed her, pouring out all the love and passion of a young-again boy.
The Embrace of Death, sealed with the Kiss of Life,
He made his peace and tearfully said goodbye to his wife.

Aviv Nair
11/1/2010

Emotionally Compromised

Envious green and depressed blue,
Evil black and passionate red,
Cheerful yellow and energetic orange,
Dance in a swirling vortex of innocent white,
A shapeless nebula of feelings and emotions,
Each trying hard to be seen and heard,
Battling in the twisting nether,
Bringing me to the brink of meltdown,
Guess I’m just emotionally over-sensitive.

Aviv Nair
5/1/2010