For Him.

Babes

I hope you have reached safe n sound

And parked yourself on happier grounds

I write to you from a clueless town

I have no idea why I frown

Probably because I am missing you

Perhaps you should have left a residue

Of your singing heart and your dancing soul

Your skin, your pores or your magic moles

To help me survive this boring week

Without the much-needed dose of mischief

I wonder why I did not keep

A part of you, that would help me sleep

Like your arm, your palm, your lips, your tongue

Your chest, your breath, or just one of your lungs

But I shall try and not dissect

the anatomy of the man you make

'Cause the man you make is a rare find

The whole of you makes one of a kind!

Perspective.

Of course, if you were born on the elephant's back, you would quickly learn to see the lie of the land.

Source: Unknown

SECRET PLACES

How many faces lie hidden, waiting for the time when curious eyes will find them in their secret places.

In the heart of a leaf or the bark of a tree.
In the frozen pond or the turning sea.
In the twist of a chair or the look of a key
or the shriveled skin of an elephant's knee.

-Irwin Demer.
This piece was lying hidden in the book  'The Art of Looking Sideways', waiting for the time when my curious eyes would find it!

On comfort.

But I don't want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin.
-Brave new world

On Luck.

Luck, they say, has a peculiar habit of favoring those who don't depend on it.

On Strength

“Why do people say “grow some balls”? Balls are weak and sensitive. If you wanna be tough, grow a vagina. Those things can take a pounding.”

- Betty White

Happy Ending?

There are no happy endings.
Endings are the saddest part,
So just give me a happy middle
And a very happy start.

 -Shel Silverstein