Reaching sublime depths

Sailing on sublime waters
Touching the hanging leaves over my head
I sail past eternal springs
With a subtle smile of innocence

Gently breaking the misty cover
My boat explores unknown tempers
The beauty unfolds to all my senses
As I revel and get spoilt under the shower

Silence accompanying silence
A journey so smooth
A feeling of completeness
So overwhelming to uphold

Pure innocence untouched by the dark world
Emanates the happiness that brims from my heart
A reminder that a heart exists within
With desires unheard and dead behind the humdrum

An escapade into those wonderful terrains
Where one dares to bare all hypocrisy and stand facing oneself
Discovering the depths that I am
A willingness to get lost and revel in the pleasures of being myself

Is there a place such as the one in my mind ?
Know not I
But happy that I could travel there
On my boat called … fantasy.

BLUE

BLUE

This feeling so sick till the throat

I can smell the stink, rotten from the wounds

Those that I have caused, and been a victim

How to come clean and breathe fresh

I have not a clue to escape out of this blue.

My heart is all dry

Pains as I scrape the left over

Tears flow for no reason

Though dry from its well it still wets my cheeks

As the brine seeps into those wounds, wets it with salt

More flows down hoping to wash it all and cure

-------------------Sharmila