Wednesday, 13 February 2019

Eyes on the Prize

There’s a question bugging me, my Darling,
That today I pose to you.
Why do we have a specific target,
When we do stuff that we do?
There’s a battle that goes on in my head.
Which prize is more prestigious? I cannot choose.
Is it that engraved crystal trophy that I want
Or words of praise in the critics’ reviews?
The audience stands up to applaud me,
My eyes search for the silk crimson tie
Your disappointed face shows lack adoration,
Making me ask myself, “Why do I even try?”
I’ve failed to impress you with my art,
Neither accolades nor cooking have done the trick.
Our arms are entwined in each others’
Yet, I’m still feeling lost and homesick.
So tell me what’s the missing ingredient, Darling?
The world at my feet, and yet I look for you.
Why are you the real target in my head,
When I do the stuff that I do?




Saturday, 9 February 2019

FAIRYTALES

It's been ten long days and ten longer nights.
But the fire within still burns bright.
Running through the forests in search of gold
Anxious to know how my story will unfold.
News on the street was that he's missing.
Maybe stuck in a tree, poor Prince Charming.
Determined to find him, I continue my quest.
Only the weak stop for food, shelter or rest.

ENDING 1...

The castle is now visible in the moonlight quite pale
In the centre of the room, sits a Prince, thin and frail.
Eyes full of admiration, he's rejoiced to see,
That I've sailed across oceans to set him free.
Helpless yet hopeful, he takes my hand.
Eager to go with me in a far away land.
Headlines will read: "Dame saves the Knight"
The events of the evening were indeed a delight.
Mounted on the horse, we jump the castle wall.
This story has a fairytale ending after all.

ENDING 2...

The castle is now visible in the moonlight quite pale
I'm anxious to unveil the truth that the darkness entails.
Something is shining in the corner of the room
Seeing my reflection takes away my gloom.
I finally did find gold on this long quest
Crossing all obstacles, passing all tests.
The journey made me fall in love, it's true
But I'll be discovering myself, who knew?
My saviour turned out to be the mirror on the wall
This story has a fairytale ending after all.

ENDING 3...

The castle is now visible in the moonlight quite pale
But it's been abandoned! Oh, a twist in the tale!
The windows have been broken, pieces of glass all around
I search everywhere but the Prince is nowhere to be found.
With a heavy heart, I head back to my city,
I can hear the town talking, their eyes full of pity.
Seeing me approach the door, my Prince Charming rises.
Oh my, he's here! Today's been full of surprises.
Eyes meet, lips kiss, in his arms I fall,
This story has a fairytale ending after all.

Monday, 7 January 2019

The lamp switched on, and then off again,
It was a repetitive motion.
The streets were silent at this hour,
In her head though, there was a commotion.
The evening had gone pretty well,
His hands led, her legs followed.
His blue eyes twinkled, her smile never faded
Hopelessly, another sleeping pill she swallowed.
He walked around aimlessly in his studio,
The picture of her face etched in his mind .
She'd become the reason for his existence,
A gem he'd never again find!
The sound of a bell startled her.
Excited, she grabbed for the phone.
"Come over, Darling. I miss you.
Without you by my side, I'm all alone."

Her secretary rang the bell again.
Hands heavy with files of pending accusations.
She glanced at the screen, one last time.
"No notifications."

Thursday, 15 March 2018

Throwback Thursday

Throwback to one of the finest weekends I had last year. Jim Corbett is a favourite get away destination for my family, but discovering Koshi River flowing right behind our hotel made it all the more better. The sound of the water hitting the rocks, as the cool Spring breeze blows across your face, makes for the perfect evening. This picture was taken a year ago, but I can still feel the water tickle my toes. 

There's a funny
feeling that I get
when I hear your name
Is it just my imagination
or do you feel the same?
Can't you look in my eyes,
Darling
and see that I adore you
Let's take what we already
have
new
and make it something
Won't you tell me you love
me
I know that you care
Would say what's in my
heart?

No I wouldn't dare.

Wednesday, 14 March 2018

Every morning I desire to be thinner,
With a slimmer waist, and longer hair.
I wish my nose was smaller
Skin less oily and more fair.
You catch me frowning at the mirror
Eyebrows crossed and hands on my hips
"You're worrying for no reason, Love"
Smiling as you peck me on the lips
You tell me I that think too much
That I should put the thoughts away.
But you've never called me beautiful
Or said I am perfect just this way.
You've never looked deep in my eyes
To tell me I've a heart so pure
This apprehension that you possess
Makes me unconfident and insecure.
Now I don't pray for less wrinkles
Instead, I hope you see the real me.
I just want to fall in love again
With who I am, not what I could be.
How do you find someone
Who thinks like you do
Someone you can count on
And they trust you too
What pleasure do you get
By being quiet and reserved
While everyone is chirping
You just sit and observe
Tell me oh Darling
With whom do you Connect
Who pulls you back together
When you're broken and wrecked?
Teach me how to love
So that I feel complete
Find me that someone
Whom I'd never mistreat
That attachment is what I crave
Deep down in my heart
Someone who'll grow old with me
And will never drift apart
-Chaitali Wadhwa