I have a sister, like my version better
Much more than me  sweeter, brighter
Grew up with all richess like a princess
Elegant charming beautiful to impress !!
Regularized  proposal seeking her hand
To become consort in grand..
Boastful of  having proposed
to the queen of wealth and Beauty, supposed...!!

Married off when she was still a child
To a future unknown she had to hold..
She dreamt of a babies
As loved babies and singing lullabies
Years and years  tearfully waited
Baby boy born as boon, we celebrated!

Her bundle of joy grew as a person
Of wisdom, righteousness and precision
Stood strong and tall so handsome
And a pantomath in wholesome..
Until the day...it happened!

Smoke from fire on trees nearby
Set to clear the land thereby
Drastic pollution it caused
Hazardous to  all beings around
In special to our little prince
Who has not recovered ever since !!

Choking forever and feeling breathless
Starving without food, always restless
He is suffering like hell
At whom can he yell??
Acts of absurdity of some..
Are often a curse to humans!!

Sometimes I am water
Sometimes I am ice
Sometimes I'm a vapor
Condensation on your face.

Sometimes I've the air truth
Sometimes I'm a liar
Sometimes I am of the earth
Sometimes of the fire

I am always fickle
An untruthful fact
I am a deluge trickle
I have a gauche man's tact

I have hideous beauty
You'll have no argument
To abandon me's a duty
I'm hell's firmament

You will always love me
A simply complex game
Becoming bound you will be free

Lucifer's my name.

The wind is whirling around
But I am bound,
With no-one around,

The air is
trying to suffocate me
making me dizzy

Still I am searching
for air
to breathe.

Breath
be the first word of life

Offer
thank
to the air
with your breath

in thank
out you
in thank
out you
in thank
out you

You can’t see her, you can’t taste her
You can only breathe.
A temporary resident, a pleasant resident
Filling the empty pockets in your lungs and life.
Ultimately you’ll have to let her go,
For her to regain her freshness, and all her glory,
And everything that makes her breathable.
Feels very selfish using her and poisoning her with the poison of our own creation,
But for me to survive, selfish is what I must be.
Her selflessness, her ability to embrace without judgment,
Is what I adore the most.

Hollowed out heart
A scoop of ice-cream for you, Madam ?
All meaty, red & ******
It comes with a sprinkle of my emotions.

Take a spoon & have a taste
Do you feel me now ?
Or do you need the air in my lungs too ?
To feel my love.

i see the trees sway and silhouette the dusk
and breathe my air
and it feels like there is something i’m missing

i’ve been wasting away down here,
reading the news and watching videos
and keeping away from myself
i guess i don’t know what i have to say

each day is flows like milk and
between each moment are prayers for
the future and i’m so ******* scared

when i feel like my feet are made of lead
and the drip of time aches with every tick
and nobody is even looking at each other
it’s easier to imagine when the fruit will blossom

when we start living like its a movie with
bokeh city lights crying in the rain
seeing a stranger across the room
feeling the pull of your hand behind me
sun beams on a hungover morning

and i know it really doesn’t make any sense
but i’m starting to think that we’re
never going to feel the way we want to

we’re never going to see those trees at dusk
and feel like we deserve it

and someday i am going to die and
my last thought will be if there was
really anything more.

A poet
doesn't make poetry
to feed the imagination
It makes it
to speak like air