Submissions by aarti

When you marry, you share your life with someone
When you have children, they share their lives with you
Their ups and downs, highs and lows
All are shared, except maybe a few.

When your kids grow up they share their lives with their buds
When they marry, they continue the loop
Sharing, exchanging, transacting feelings
Editing sorrows and pain, spreading happiness and love

But my system is all flawed, I guess
Because to the world, I want to show my happy side,
Nothing is going on! I am absolutely fine
I hate to share my thoughts, my life...

Look, see, feel
The fresh air outside

Smell, play fondle
the child that is trapped inside

Push, squeeze, erase
the entrapment that has caught your eye

Do not get trapped by the lecherous mind
Do not get duped by the sway of its words, oh so unkind

Caress the flower buds, soak in the lustrous mountains
Rekindle with lost folk, take a dig on them

Make them jive, make them break out with laughter
Kill all the demons of your life, get rid of those monsters

Meet new people, write new stories ...

Do not grudge for bygones
Will never be back
You did not really love him
but you needed him

He was your support,
You were his friend
And your heart now, is bleeding in
dying.

You need to forget. Forgive you must
because the heart inside you doesn't crave for lust
You cared, you loved, you wanted him to be happy
But the feeling that were once reciprocated are now into dust

Wish you could talk to him the way you did
He told you so many thing, and now he is absent
Busy in his life, dealing with it, unkind
You have to...

How do you tackle the devil inside?
So crowded so clouded with miscreant thoughts.
How do you kill the monster that resides
Why are you its host, you are without fault?

So lonely, So lonely to the world outside
But loneliness is what you need inside.
Within the chamber of the mind
is home to a dangerous fiend.

And the cages cannot be broken
The demon is locked and sealed
For the naked eye it, it goes unnoticed
The insurmountable, vile fiend.

The wall is thick, thickened by the ills
By the disgust of what the mind produces...