ART

what does an artist do of pain
she dwells in his pain
she lives her pain of love
she lets the pain eat her
and when she is completely engulfed by the pain
she dips her brush in the paint of pain
and paints her most expressive agony
but the mortals call it art

                                       pakhi

"Art is to console those who are broken by life"   - Vincent Van Gogh

                                  BLAZES

  

they lit my village on fire

and I stared at the burning torches in their hands

wondering what drove them to this

why did they have to break me

I ran house to house home to home asking for help

asking for the water to suffice

was given water in glasses 

to put down a blaze meant for masses 

none came to help 

none came to rescue

all they did was watch

while my relations burned down to ashes

we were not the phoenix to rise

all of me died somewhere in cinder

the villagers laughed

and I thought they were mine

in the end

I stared at the burning torches in their hands

wondering wasn't the torch in my hand

why didn't I start the fire  

                                                    pakhi

                                  ANGER

 Hello

No poems today but just a random topic I would like to talk about.

I am not trying to validate anger in any manner, but I believe that anger is a small part of us loving ourselves. When exposed to a situation where we are not treated the way we know we should be ur mind shows ANGER. It is us trying to speak for ourselves and be our own voice.  Anger is an intense emotional reaction to stimuli that threatens us or hurts us.

I completely agree that anger is not a good way to express but I also believe that speaking up and owning up to what you wish and desire is a part of self-acceptance. Swallowing it or adjusting to the situation is a good method to FIT IN but not always the right method. We must be a little selfish when it comes to caring for ourselves.

To  pour the love and happiness you hold first we must pour the same warmth on ourselves. Anger for me is a self-defence mechanism for when you have reached your saturation point. Not physically or verbally abusing anybody else but at the same time being clear on where you stand and what is accepted by you.

pakhi 

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                       WE WERE  THE STRAY

you were my vandalised victory

now a hallucinating history

I see in you places

the mosaic of your pieces

I feel you in my veins 

every time it rains

my lips tremble

when your name fumbles

you have left evinces of yourself

the seeds you planted

now grow in me

and I water them every day 

 

 All our memories are a blur

the blacks mixed with whites

with yellows and blues splashing on them

we were melancholy wrapped in life

we were the stray 

in universe of homes 

                                                      pakhi

                                CHINGU

I met you when I was two 

I have been playing and dancing with you

you bring out the best in me 

you just let me be

you are crazy

but I like that

we are mad 

but we are like that

people say you are shy 

I don't get why

you are wild you are fire

you burn it up

went through blood  sweat and tears

fought our fears

been through thick and thin

fought together the storms within

the slap incident 

is still fresh in my mind

like it was yesterday

my memory has it intertwined

Grateful I found you

cuz you make it right

you make me beam bright 

found my vmin in you

                                    pakhi

 

                                                         HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE