Speak Ye, Ruddy Drops

Speak Ye, Ruddy Drops

Oozing from my bleeding heart

You tiny ruddy drops of blood

Drenching my soul as you pour

Deep down from my heart’s core…

He broke my heart

Ripped it apart

And as he left my ‘tender’ hand

Did he ever care where the pieces land?

‘Morrow if he comes here to see

Tell him that am no more ME

For if my lips doth fail to utter

Tell him my life hath cleared it’s clutter!

-Raashi Hasteer

In the heart of nature , he lives within.

In the heart of nature , he lives within

He’s  leaving the Earth

All the pain , All the mirth

Someday he may not recall

Of the days he felt ecstasy with all

The days that made him cry and fret

Times when he was content with life

Times when each moment was a painful strife

He may no longer remember

Nights blessed with peaceful slumber

Or the nights  spent in endless tears

Times when he enjoyed like a free child

Times when no reasons of bliss he could find

Days he lend a hand for the ones who  sail

Or the days when others helped him sail

Across the ocean of life !

He may no longer remember a thing…

O nature ! Wilst thou also forget his being?

‘ The Sun shall continue to smile…

The Moon will go on in her journey of miles

The stars shall continue to glisten

Birds shall sing and men shall listen

Flowers shall bloom and leaves shall rustle

Men will live in their hustle and bustle

…But

My son , I shall never forget his being

He’ll stay alive in forms

Unheard and unseen

Lulled by the breeze

Kissed by the rain…

…For his body of dust will go back therein

An element of nature in nature shall remain

Always caressed , Always within ‘

-Raashi Hasteer

Tale Of Our Love

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Tale Of Our Love

Moirai , the harbinger of fate

Opened gently my life’s gates

Tiptoed you came like morning rays

Fading my sorrow in umpteen ways

Slowly and gently you made your way

Mystically my heart began to sway

As you into my heart did walk

Mine heart with thine got firmly locked

Secrets of happiness you revealed

Our love no longer remained concealed

My and mine was us and ours

As we spent talking for hours and hours !

I felt our love till eternity shall last

Healing our lives of the wounds of past

We forgot the lyrics of our love song

Alas ! Our forever didn’t last long…

My heart still craves to be with you

For my love for you was truly true

I wish we could be together again

Be the panacea for my intense pain !

But , in hearts of hearts I realize

Things shall not be the same ever again

I see Cupid taking back its arrow

Was our love really that shallow?

Destiny and time has played its role

My soul thus parted from your soul !

-Raashi Hasteer

“Love” … Isn’t it?

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LOVE…Isn’t it?

Many a promise are made
Veiling truth under a facade
With sugary words they flatter you
Behold ! All is lie and nothing is true.
They say they’ll always make you smile
And holding hands, cover each and every mile
They promise to love you ~ real and true
And color your life in umpteen hues

But to their words , pay no heed
Words do differ a lot from deeds
Their brittle promises break soon
They are no longer your protective cocoon
And they leave you deserted and marooned
You got to realize it later or soon
That words and reality isn’t the same
You’re no longer their princess , O pretty dame !

You cry , cry and cry !
You’re hurt but still you try
… And one day when pain reaches its zenith
All your ” love ” gets buried underneath
You gave up on them with a weary heart
Thus with your “love” you had to part.
Calling this “love” in itself is a shame.
When everything no longer remains the same
Love that ends never really started…
If from your “love ” you have been parted.
Relations today are so demeaning
Love itself has lost its meaning !!

-Raashi Hasteer

A Weary Soul

A Weary Soul

Thou standeth at my grave to cry

When I needed you , Did you ever try?

Thou standeth at my grave to wail

Did you mollify when I was pale?

Thou standeth at my grave to yell

Did you hold my hand whenever I fell?

Thou standeth at my grave to whine

Did you see when for you I did pine?

Thou standeth at my grave to weep

Did your promises you ever keep?

Thou standeth at my grave to moan

Did you hug me when I felt forlorn?

Thou standeth hither . I know not why?

Is something left for you to try?

You made my life a living hell

And now thou standeth here to yell?

A whacked , withered , weary soul ~ here I lie !

Do whatever because my soul won’t die

Before my soul to heaven proceeds

I request you sir – Please Recede !

-Raashi Hasteer