i dare to write what i feel
a cuatro being played,a distant soul
i am the melody,curvicious and eccentric
undefined of diurnal or nocturnal vigil.
sometimes saddness squelches,
whose entry i lament with melody.
i thank saddness under whose brilliance
my words pour out ,who lie awkward as an angel.
life an unpredicted entity,how amazing
you cross the stones and stumble on the clod.
different personas and their auras,
some vibrantly noticeble and some stupid.
hands held discretely,yet thoughts so uneven
sometimes i lack the sense,and my thoughts
back to graveyard,not everyday is same.
why do i squat in the cave?
smelling myself and killing flies.
not faraway the town is,
beautiful sunflower and honeybees.
smell of friendship,music wont reach me
only cloaked,mournful figure stand near me.
in this trance,on ash my hornless snail feeds
before stare mercy soul retreats.
harried by headaches and remorse
death welcomes me to its treat.
proudly i accept its wine because
i dare to write what i feel
and i dare to feel !!!!
---RUSHIKESH SHINDE
[elrussa]
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