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by

Sherin Mary Zacharia

My eyes search nonstop

when the light around me goes off

when the sun goes down

but the stars fail to show up.

I walk forward with this

little lantern in my hand, glowing.

My eyes search around

again and again, but in vain.

Who was that

trying to blow off of the light

that shows the way to the feet

those had marched together to triumph

in times of nothingness and adversity?

Why was the flame

not allowed to blaze

in hope and unity

for they who longed and strived

for the prosperity of their lives?

Who is switching off the light

at the time to remember

the brave hearts who stood firm

in front of many challenges

emerging within and without ?

When did the fire die down

leaving the moon

covered in darknessof the clouds

filled withhopelessness, trustlessness

and lovelessness?

published in the facebook group PoetsIN for #anxiety #PINinspiration

Mean gazes

from cold hearts await

my every action

I run inwards turning around

I no longer trust

my hands and feet

I will fail, lose again

My mind will wander off.

I cannot bear this

Like ants crawling in a line

one after another

miseries countless

follow my thoughts

Let me

write those down

into a beautiful poem

My heart reasons with itself

through my verses

Must see the other side of this world

where only happiness exists

in manifold

Page after page I browse

heavy books from the shelf

I find minds spinning, rolling

then falling

only to stand up

to run forward

It means much to me to be like you, with your appetite

The way you have gravies, spicy roasts in delight

When I am upset you rush for a song, your gene I’ve inherited

 My excuses you never mind, you see that I am not defeated.

Each time; on my arm the nurse pokes a needle through

I see my pain on your face, in my relief, my trust is  you

No one as kind as you to all, but these behind me in priority

Meetings, targets you are busy, your time for me you give majority

I know you are always there for me when I cry like crazy

In the cupboard you have kept my share of ’Dark Fantasy’.

Randomly you visit the ‘Best Bakery’s in town

Otherwise, you have bought a big watermelon

Sometimes the pouch is only medicines for me

Everything you give me is the best and a ‘Dark Fantasy’

*Dark  Fantasy -a chocolate filled biscuit

** Best bakery – a popular bakery chain in Kerala

The world sleeps, restless

Windows in the sky open

Angels peep down, real!

Snow over divided lands

Frost covers man made borders.

Rudolph sniffs the air,cold; chuckles

Pulls his sleigh, bells tinkle.

Silent is the night only there

where flags have no colors

crowds have no slogan.

No breaking news reported

Much ado was not there about nothing.

Lightness wells up in those hearts

where no questions mounted for no need.

Much time ran off as people realized

that they were moving as the strings.

moved them.

Thay could not change anything.

Not even themselves.

They kept playing without any purpose,

just a toy story.

Then they sat in their toy box

till the next play began.

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Spiny veins of discord

finds a wet wall

clings and climbs.

nerves sense each other, meet

along cracks and crevices

openings that would never joint

wide for the roots to delve in deep

spreading tight grip

winding left and right

claiming the bricks

to resonate with them.

Weather that nurtures them

in the way they should grow

wind caresses the thorny leaves

that spill blood on the buds

they turn red.

The Sun wanted to throw some light

on the shadows dark, scary

of sharp teeth, claws, pointed nails,

poisonous fangs all of untruth;

from behind thick clouds.

Time is for unseen scenes on the wall

playing the scripts of fear and mistrust.

May be sometime can let in

the rays of hope, expectations

from the tiny glittering stars

peeping out while the clouds move

to subdue the agitated minds.

Sometimes may leave the blossoms open.

By

Sherin Mary Zacharia

Out into the blue sky, up

Like pigeons flying together

Taking off with a loud flutter of wings

Screams rise uninterrupted

Echo in high decibels

Nothing to cheer on the daily race

No one to smile at the door just knocked

Waiting to open soon

Hunger drives all thoughts crazy

Rushing to hit the lamp post hard

Expressionless they blink day and night.

Every minute with a bone crushing pain

A frozen mind and a decayed soul cry

Dreams cease to exist in these forlorn.

spaces

Leaving it empty, devoid of hope and happiness.