O Heart

This heart a box of memories blue
of silent prayers and a thousand elegies;
of sluggish dawns after a painful loss,
wounding our grief with yesterday.

But O heart heart heart
tattered by the brutal past
Accept what comes from silence
Let light permeate your conscience.

For those, who we have lost, may not return
But oh, there may come a moment of renaissance,
of a vision that’s beautiful and rare,
to heal the bruise I daily wear.

Oh let those crystalline moments shine
like musical notes, ascend forever
For the miles away they ventured;
we’ve still miles to go.

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Angels and Demons

My sanity screams
as the demons inside me, rage
Bloodshot eyes, gleam
in a dark rattling cage

Oh how, the murky sinister twilight
grazes a crimson battlefield
as the angels and demons, inside
a battle loud and clear, they fight
(seen or heard by none)

Call to these angels;
defend against
those gruesome demons
Weaken them
Draw them back
Lock them up,
back in the cage

They shall not be killed
for they are a part of me;
And a part, you cannot destroy
without the whole, crumbling

My angels, close the shutter
keep them confined
They shall not be killed
but escape, shall none;
For, a monster, you cannot kill
without being one.

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Blends

  • Black and white people
    with red and blue hearts,
    pink and orange in mind,
    picture a sunrise here
    and a sunset there.
    And yet others,
    with violet and golden
    in their eyes
    capture a moonlit desert.
  • Dried streaks
    of black and white
    on this canvas of mine
    Splash it with colors
    when it’s moist and gray
    Add some yellow
    to its blues
    And redness
    to its pale face
    Plant fresh greens
    in its old brown embrace.

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Walk of awakening

Photo clicked by © Prerna

Washed away
with the tides of life
Those footprints
d i s s o l v i n g
in the vast
ocean of expectations

Thoughts bubbling
like the foam
floating on waters of reason
towards the shore
of a realm unexplored

Tides raging
towards me again,
push me forward
and away from me,
my mind, it takes
to wander
in the vast ocean

My eyes are lost, but vision is found
digging those cottony clouds,
gleaming with love and light
But oh, the sands of time
have clasped my feet, so tight

I take a deep breath
The salty ocean breeze
tingles my senses
A tingling prolonged…
and I wonder if I held on,
for too long,
both inside and outside

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Chaotic waters

I’m engulfed
in a chilling facade
Tightness in chest
and burning veins;
A deceitful warmth doth flow

Icy claws of
the dark deep
brought me hither
to pull me apart;
Secrets of the dead
they whisper

My sanity
slowly withers
Hands now impatient
to grab remnants
of a decaying soul

Phantasmal waves
of anxiety
caress the lines
of my palm
to gingerly untangle
and leave them
to fade away

Two bubbles
of sweet hope
rising to the surface,
leave me behind
as I drown in thoughts;
To breathe
is to surrender

Inside me,
two people
pulling the strings;
Breathe in death
or breathe out life

A rendezvous of
gazillion sensations
inside
A cluster of bubbles
outside
as I slowly embrace
the endless gray...

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