Sun, 07 May 2000

Tell me how to cry

You want to sail your boat far away.
With me it's okay.
But don't expect me to cry
because when I was a baby
Mom taught me to cry
only when I was hungry.
Yet I didn't.
Grandma advised me to give
my tears to the flowing river
to carry to the estuary
for crocodiles to swallow joyfully.
But still I didn't miss anything
mush less cry.

When you said: "I want to go away
from your eyes for good,"
I could do nothing but
feel a trembling inside;
something dreadful stirred within,
beating my heart, freezing my brain.
It paralyzed me,
thrust me into emptiness.

-- By Lilis Marliani

What you are for me!

You are the start you are the end
You are the day you are the night
You are the sun you are the light
You are a friend you are a student

You are the highest and you are the deepest
You are not the first, but you are my last
You are a bit slower, but you are the fastest
You are sometimes wrong, you are most of the right

You are a little dull, but you are the most bright
You are the black, and you are the white
You are the soul, and you are the spirit
You are in blood and you are in brain

You are God, you are the prayer
You are the morning, you are the evening
You are the earth, you are the sky
You are the moon, you are the bright

You are the present and you are the future
You are a dream, as well as the factual
You are the closest, but you are the farthest
You are the sacrifice, and you are the love

You are happiness, you are sadness
You are sorrow, and you are the joy
You are there in hue, and you are in the cry
You are the life, you are the death

You are the life and soul
You are the ultimate goal

-- By Satya Pal Singh

Affection

Affection always transcends
It has no bounds
Affection needs no demonstration
It is the heart's transaction

Love needs no reason
Nor particular season
Its value is infinity
It displays no dignity

If you are able to measure
Then you cannot receive its pleasure
"Love all" is its banner
Showing averse is not its manner

Affection lies everywhere
It never bothers
Whether it is cattle
Or castle

-- By Uma Ramakrishnan