Me - a mirage

 I look at myself in the mirror, and stand

A wannabe pretty face smiling at my image..

Then it sinks in,  as I count each white strand,

The wrinkles slowly creeping in as I age..

The ephemeral beauty, a line in the sand

The real beauty  hides within my soul ..sinner or sage?

Maybe neither I think, am just another speck of sand..

A paragraph maybe  I share in your lifetime’s page

Or maybe just moment that held your hand

I am just here for now, a glimmer.. an image

Here today.. not there tomorrow.. Poof!..a magic wand..

And yet, I stare at my ephemeral image..

Me - a mirage

It is never the big things…

It is never the big things, never the big promises..

That  ever really endure the test of time and age..

It is the small , the tiny.. the hugs, the smiles, the kisses..

That comes in waves as memories till death beyond age

When I ask myself.. why I love and what I love

There never are reasons rational …big and huge..

All I can say is , I love.. with all our flaws..!Love!

In the moments small that add up huge, however small

And all I ever ask of you, my dear love.. beyond all

Deny a lifetime, yea..but don’t deny the moments small..

 Fear..

As a wannabe poet, I sat down to describe fear..

Fear refuses to relent to be described so simply in words

For fear is not one emotion, but a platoon with swords 

An army of emotions marching to a lousy tune called fear..

Is fear.. love for when we love… we don’t want to lose

Is fear..desire for what we want… we want to get

Is fear.. guilt.. for whom we hurt.. we don’t want to hurt

Is fear..ego.. for who we are.. we don’t want to accept we aren’t 

Is fear… society.. for what it thinks .. we dont want it to change

Is fear.. hurt.. for what we suffered.. we don’t want to again

Is fear.. poverty.. for what we dread.. we don’t want to face

Is fear.. loneliness.. Is fear..ambition… Is fear.. power..

Is fear.. weakness.. Is fear..strength.. Is fear.. control 

Is fear..fate … Is fear.. destiny…Is fear..sin … Is fear.. evil..

Is fear…god.. Is fear.. cowardice… Is fear.. braver

Yes .. fear is all of it and none of it

Fear is when I paint an emotion in a negative hue

A negative hue of wanting to will it’s outcome true 

Knowing that i can only feel not decide how I feel..

Fearless is just me deciding bravely to feel..

Without adding a wrapper to how I want to feel..

Yes… choose to fearlessly feel ..even fear