Do you hear?

Do you hear my voice

when you keep down the phone?

Do you hear my steps,

walking away tiptoed?

Do you hear any of 

my laughs or my stolen stares?

Do you hear when I

Look down aghast?

Do you hear the thunder

of my every tear?

Are you deafened by

the tears I hold back?

Do you hear 

My claims of love?

Do you sleep to 

my songs of loneliness?

Or my muffled screams in

the shower?

Do you hear when 

I shout underwater?

Do you hear me, dear?

Save me will you?

I can't hear anything anymore

Yours or mine...

Co Sufferers

Desolate and desperate..
Our ships headed on
Different courses

How would you know
Where I'd land up
How would I know
That you'd follow me

Into trenches
And depths that
Nobody dared traverse

How would I know
That we'd some day
Be co-sufferers of
A pain so uncommon
And a bond so rare

Would you have known
Our laws?!
Our luck?!

In a storm of insanity
In a whirlpool of emotions
In a hurricane of Ill luck..

Would you have known
This strangeness would some day
Bring us close?

That if our ships clashed
Or crashed and shredded to planks
We'd only have
Each other to hold
To float or to sink

Together, co sufferers
Of a disjoint fate..
Woven together by
The pain in our eyes..

But at least I'll know
That you knew my pain
And I knew yours
And in that moment
We were anchored
To each other

And that
We both survived

Fears

What happens when walls fall
And bridges burn...

When our deeds outrun
And memories lie forgotten...

When our dreams come true
Or die ever unfulfilled

When jealousy marries adultery
And pain stops hurting

Will we turn to animals or worse?
Will we be ever be even?

Or will you hold me now
And silence my fears
So we can never see that day...!

Fishing

I do wonder how it goes from here
You. Me. Us.

I'm scared, no, terrified
Of the limitless sea of possibilities
And to think of fishing out
A single quaint shell..

They're all here.
Dark and not so dark.
Plain and not so plain.
Deep and not so deep.

Will we fish for a shell, my love
Or shall we bleed with a sharkbite?
Hold my hand will you!

Oh! You're shaking too!
Oh don't you confuse between
A shrimp and a prawn
Or would you just have an oyster instead?

I wonder how we can cast these nets
Far and wide, or small and deep
Will we catch game
Or get caught, cut and bleeding
Trapped in our own nets

But I guess..
We take chances, don't we love?
A chance between a raft and a dinghy
A chance between a net and a rod
A chance between you and me!
A chance between holding hands or skipping away..!

I'm glad you're here..
Perhaps also that your hand shakes as mine..
Definitely glad it's intertwined in mine

There may be darkness outside
But our eyes twinkle brighter
than every inferno there was or will be
There shall always be a sunset
But let's ride into the sunrise first