Feeling the music

Music makes life worth it
And learning about music
Is the best thing
In my hell.
Thank you for the music
Thank you for providing a shell
Thank you for your creative genius
Thank you for casting a spell.
On World Music Day I must
Truly must say
Thank you for the music
Every little note that you play.
©Shivangi.

Getting it right.

Space is a tricky thing.
It's a wonderful gift
That requires understanding.

Space is a tricky thing.
Too much, and you drift off;
Too little, and you suffocate.

Space is a tricky thing.
On a cold night, you hate it!
On a warm night, you welcome it!

Space is a tricky thing.
Emotional space is comforting;
Physical space is liberating.

Space is a tricky thing.
Psychological space unsettles you;
Almost widens the gap.

Space is a tricky thing.
It makes the heart fonder;
And the hearing sharper.

Space is a tricky thing.
Unless you understand it
You resent it.

Space is a tricky thing;
But space is the magic
That keeps you whole.

Space- the best gift you can share.

For Dementia Week

I look upon a world
That once was mine.
And was colourful.

I look upon a world
That once spoke to me.
In a crystal clear voice.

I look upon a world
That once understood me.
Without explanation.

I look upon a world
That once gave to me.
Without asking for anything in return.

I look upon a world
That once took me places.
Exotic lands I dreamt of.

I look upon a world
That taught me things.
Making me stand tall.

The colours are fading.
The voice softer.
It doesn’t understand me.
It no longer gives.
The places have changed.
I forget what I’ve learnt.
I can’t stand anymore.
My dreams are forgotten.
I can’t explain
What’s in my brain.
I can’t remember
what I once loved.
I can barely remember who I am.
I’m fading away
One word at a time,
And yet, I can’t remember
what those words are…

Live, love, feel, see, be

You haven't lived
Unless you've laughed
With a stitch in your side.

You haven't lived
Unless you've dropped
And shattered a glass.

You haven't lived
Unless you've run
Quickly away from trouble.

You haven't lived
Unless you've cried
Till your eyes go dry.

You haven't lived
Unless you've felt
Your heart shatter into shards.

You haven't lived
Unless you've picked up
The pieces of sometime else's heart.

You haven't lived
Unless you've wiped
Someone else's tears.

You haven't lived
Unless you've calmed
So very many fears.

You haven't lived
Unless you've held
A shaking and scared hand.

You haven't lived
Unless you've kissed
With your eyes closed tight.

You haven't lived
Unless you've seen
A frown turn into a smile.

You haven't lived
Unless you've been
The one who understands.

You haven't lived
Unless you've hugged
With your heart upon your sleeve.

You haven't lived
Unless you've touched
A soul in desperate need.

A mystery

You're a mystery to me
And the little clues I get
Fascinate me.
The pictures I see
And the stories they tell
Intrigue me.
The things that you say
Lead to more questions
And I seek answers.
I don't want to ask
I don't want to interrogate
I don't want to pry.
But you're a mystery to me
And I patiently wait
For the mystery to unfold
So little pieces I have learned
Fit into place.
And so I resist
Trying to avoid using a question mark
Holding on to the questions
For another day
While the mystery
And suspense
Builds slowly.

Stoking the fire

We're like coal in a fireplace
A gentle glow
A warmth between us
That emanates around us.
Every once in a while
There's a spark
Triggered by a look
A Casual graze of skin
Or a voice modulation
Wafting across the room.
A few times there's been a flame
Gently building
As we chat and share stories
Interspersed
With a comfortable silence.
What's stopping the fire
From bursting through?
Are we being too cautious?
Have we become that jaded?
Is this just a passing flame?

Do you want to join me
Fuel the fire,
Get it to roar and hiss,
Light up the darkness
That stops us,
Consume us,
And make us whole again?

Honey, it's you!

The warmth
In your honey eyes
Melts me
Seduces me
Serenades me
The smile
On your mischievous lips
Tugs at my heart
Draws me
Deeper into your eyes
Honey gold windows
Into your soul
Inviting yet challenging
My every sense

The smile widens
The left slightly more
Than the right
The eyes crinkle up
Yet
That honey gold
Is more intense
Invites me
More insistently
To gaze into them
Breathless I surrender

You...

My lace and satin
Slithers to the floor
A pool of blue and silver
Shimmering
The fairy lights
Twinkling over my bed
Illuminate you
Watching
Waiting
Yearning
My skin glows
In the dim light
Beads of hot sweat
Trickle down
Over the goosebumps
Even as we get closer
You're barely visible
Yet certainly familiar
How did you find me?
Where did we meet?
Who are you?
Open your eyes
And then open mine. 

Emotion

It's a strange thing-
Emotion...
It makes you crash,
Then let's you soar.
It makes you doubt,
Then gives you hope.
It makes you fear,
Then leads you to believe.
It makes you weep
Then prompts a chuckle.
It makes you fight
Then reach out for peace.

It's a strange thing-
Emotion...
Just when you're weak,
It makes you strong.
Just when you think you're dying,
It brings you alive.
Just when you're at the brink of sanity,
It makes you sane.
Just when you're about to speak,
It catches your throat.
Just when you're about to lie,
It shows you the truth.

It's a funny thing-
Emotion...
It creeps up on you
Takes over
Your mind and heart
Simultaneously lose

The Moment

Wrap me up
Hold me tight
Engulf me in your arms
Just for tonight.

Keep your lips on mine
Fingers entwined
Breath mingled
It's so divine.

Run your hands
Down my back
Pull me closer
Maybe give me a smack.

Push me down
Or kneel yourself
Have your way with me
Pleasure so intense.

Strum my strings
Rattle my chains
Drum me hard
Again, again and again.

Move to the beat
Of you and me
Only then is this symphony
Finally complete.

Dipped in Sapphire

I closed my eyes for a moment
And was suddenly transformed.
With a flourish of fabric,
The swish of a hand,
We travelled in time
To a world of sapphire.
Sapphire blue oceans,
Sapphire blue skies
With silver stars in millions,
Sapphire blue orchids,
Sapphire blue irises,
In the fields
And in your eyes.

Just as it took my breath away
I gulped in the clear, fragrant air
When I closed my eyes
To memorise it all,
I heard another swish and clink.
There you were
Piercing sapphire eyes
Filled with mischief,
And in your palm
A sapphire stone.
A stone so blue
So perfect
So luminous
So delicately placed
Amidst a pale titanium swirl
The depth so alluring.

Those beautiful palms
Nestling that sapphire
Wind around my neck
And as the clasp clicks
The sapphire, my sapphire,
Nestles seductively on my breast,
To complete the most perfect,
Sapphire Paradise that ever existed.

I luxuriate in the paradise,
Willing to stay forever
And yet
When I blink again,
That sapphire blue dream
Shatters into a million shards
Of unrecognisable dust.

Presumption

To you, I am a nuisance

To you, my heart is protein

To you, my brain is a barricade

To you, my limbs are meant to run away

But to me

My heart is a source of love

My brain is the centre of compassion

My limbs are pillars of strength

To me, I am nurturing.

But you don't see that

And I can't make you

Because you're eyes see

But do not perceive

Because you're heart beats

But doesn't feel

Because you're brain doesn't think

But calculates

Because you're limbs don't hold you up

But actually run away

You demand

You take

You hurt

You leave

You shatter

The crystal that is my soul.

Reminiscence

The child in me longs for
The days of hopscotch
When all that mattered
Was that you stayed
within the box.

The child in me longs for
The days of lagorie
When all that mattered
Was a ball, seven stones,
And quick reflexes.

The child in me longs for
The days of hide and seek
When you only hid for fun
And all you sought after
Was your friend nearby

The child in me longs for
The days of ice cream
When all you had to do
Was finish your homework
To get a reward.

The child in me longs for
The days of jumping in puddles
When all that mattered
Was who splashed the farthest
And got muddier.

The child in me longs for
The days of swings
When every to and fro
Sent adrenalin and happiness
Flowing through your bloodstream.

The child in me longs for
The days of wonder and awe
When all it took
Was seeing fireworks in the sky
And watching a trail of ants.

The child in me longs for
The days of simplicity
When people said what they meant
When problems were fixed
With a chocolate and a hug.

The child in me longs for
Childhood and innocence
Humility and authenticity
When all that mattered
Was that you be yourself.

Drop the veil

Brain in orbit
Smile in check
Words that swim
Through my heart
And out of my breath
Feelings so confusing
Swirling around
Waiting for you to claim them
They need
Help with sound
Pick them up gently
Try them on for size
But please
Drop the disguise
Unhinge those hesitations
Let these words pass through
The truth like a bell
That tolls for you.

Sparks

When all you see
Are eyes that follow your every move
When all you get
Are words that seem insincere
When all you do is chase them away
The one that stuns you
Beyond your senses
Suddenly you wonder about this stranger
Sparks fly
And you didn't know
what to do with those sparks
You fumble
You falter
You want it to happen
But the past attention
Prevents you from moving
You need to make the move
Coz it's her.
But how?

I need to think clearly
I need to make it happen
I need to push the past away
Coz strangers when they meet
Sparks can fly.

Horizon in view

Soaring above the horizon
Though the canvas of dreams
Without interruptions
Without doubt
You get higher up
You blend with the blue
You stretch those cords
But that's just you.

Soar just a little higher
Dream just a little brighter
Camouflage and conquer the blue
Without interruptions
Without doubts
Reach for the stars
And catch a few
Your cords want you to
But that's just you!

That light you see

Dramatic skies
Gloomy grey
Waiting to unleash
Their wrath on this day
Weighing the sky down
Spreading dismay

The sky slowly transforms
With time the clouds move
Changing the perspective
For those who brood

Little bursts of light
Peeking through the grey
Spreading slowly
Across the expanse
Bring forth hope
And say 'nay' to dismay

Rockstars

When rockstars close their eyes
And rockstars sleep
Then are rockstars free from fan girls
And get that rockstar peace?

When rockstars close their eyes
And rockstars dream
Do rockstars hear a crowd
Of their fans who scream?

When rockstars get tired
From a busy week
Do rockstars turn to music
Or do rockstars sleep?

The YOU in my head

Closing my eyes
Is the trigger
To the world of you
Closing my eyes
Triggers
Conversations new

I close my eyes
Let my eyelashes
Settle on my lower lid
And smile at the dreams
Of a path to a world
That includes you.

Coz closing my eyes
Is the trigger
To the world of you
Closing my eyes
Triggers
Conversations new

I close my eyes
And feel your breath
On my eyelids
And smile at the warmth
That pulls me
Closer to you

Closing my eyes
Is the trigger
To the world of you
Closing my eyes
Triggers
Conversations new

But when I open my eyes
One night or two
I open them wide
And I see you.

Feeling in perspective

If feelings are feelings,
And feelings are felt,
Then do people feel those feelings
Like nobody else?

Or do people feel
In synchronised choruses
Of butterflies and swells
Of emotions and confusions
Like everybody else?

If one woman's butterflies
Are another woman's flutter
Then is one woman's heart
And one woman's shiver
Like another woman's soul?

And if butterflies and flutters
Are like the heart and soul,
Then are crushes and feelings
Felt in bold?