The Wandering Cloud

Dressed mostly in black and white,
I am just another wandering cloud,
I am, sometimes, wild within,
And wild sometimes without.

I am that wandering cloud, my friend,
Who brought with it memories,
Some real, some inexistent.
For lovers and haters, alike
For adults and children, alike.
Making everyone feel empty yet content.

I am that wandering cloud,
Dear Sparrow, don’t worry;
For my poor existence is subject to a flurry.
When I shower blessings divine,
Really will the sprouts entwine
To offer a cushion to your babies
Helping them with cozy draperies.

I am that wandering cloud
O Soul, the resolute.
Beware, albeit
You can’t keep me under siege,
For I remain a roamer,
Acting upon my will.
A few things, like my soul,
Must only be felt with
And, not be dealt with.

But, above all,
I am that wandering cloud,
O Lord, for the hands that
Sowed in despair once,
Raise up to You,
Rejoicing upon my sight,
Thanking you and making merry.
The same hands had once
Attended to the days
That brought with them
Scorching heat and light.

I Melt Through My Eyes

When I see her drenched in vibrant dreams
Of togetherness, friendship, and love,
Her soft hands quivering like leaves in the breeze,
Her lips curved into a smile, her hair covering her eyes,
I confess I begin to melt through my eyes.

When I see the world
into the one divine soul
that is filled with love
Unconditional, beyond definitions
And the time itself,
I begin to flow through my eyes.
I confess I begin to melt through my eyes.

Ever since she spoke, her words –
Like honey is to the mouth,
Like cooing is to my ears –
Bless me with unfathomable bliss
that flows through me.
I confess I begin to melt through my eyes.

Day after day, I learn to live
Moments within each moment,
Relish the inexhaustible love,
Radiate festivity, while the worry,
For each of that worthy moment flies.
I confess I begin to melt through my eyes.

The ‘If’ for the Else

If it were all sour but you,
For the world to see your might.
If they be all wrong but you,
For them to see you right.
If none believed but you,
For them to learn assurance.
If there remained no hope but you,
For them to experience perseverance.

If they all be naysayers but you,
To define boys different from men.
If they all were doom seekers but you,
To make the world your den.
If they could speak up for themselves, much like you,
To earn that feat of strength.
If they could be forgiving all mistakes, much like you,
To enable you to set a trend.

If they could keep their word like you,
For them to weigh the matter.
If they could make it look like you,
For them to keep from jabber.
If they be the one who be you,
To bring about the uniformity of change.
If they could lead like you,
To be what they see as the change.

If they could walk your path,
For you are amongst the chosen few.
They must do the needed,
To keep things tight until the last,
And do what’s long been due.
If you are what I say,
Make them keep from the nay,
Help them, too, walk that winning way.

A Cure Within

With a depressed soul
Enjoying the indifference of nothing;
The repressed feelings spurted;
And an inconsolable self – laid silent,
I rode the turbulent tides within.

Milestones guiding to hell,
A clueless tread to an unexplored trail,
Each turn bringing to self,
And no one, but myself to help.

Priced for being good, this tiny self did fear,
A cost that was way more than I could bear.
A bright silhouette before a dark light;
The world reversed, summoning a mental fight.

Hopeful yet bleak, pronounced yet meek,
I lay blank, dead, straight.
With the heart that burnt through the night,
I lay as a pyre to purge my conscience.

If adversities defined what I was,
Incessantly, true enough.
I chose to redefine myself,
All for a good cause.

© Suyog Ketkar

A Thought, I am.

With a heart brimming with sunshine,
An oath that’s full of belief,
A cup full of coffee and relief
I am all set to shine.

With answers to questions,
With purpose to assumptions,
From your thoughts to mine.
I am all set to shine.

Between wise and their wisdom,
From the words of the kingdom,
From a whole lot to a few some.
I am all set to shine.
In days and in nights,

Amongst the naive and the wise,
I belong to everyone, everyone’s mine.
Thought I am.
I am all set to shine.