Mallika Menon
The boat of life I row alone.
Dear and near seem nearby though
all fade as fog when in need.
So many tries are made often
in search of love that turn futile.
An unknown fear crawls in mind
which impels imbalance in me.
Lonliness multiplies the sorrow
to make the days dull and dark.
Tears resist to drip a drop
as mind is frozen sans emotions.
Hot sigh, half way stops in throat,
burbles in vain, when fails to flee.
The time is flowing in its pace
my bitter past too rolls with it.
Experience is a good teacher
it upskills umpteen do's and don'ts,
from where I learn the lessons of life.
As the primal major step into the future,
I get detached from all sorts of bonds
which used to give me stress and strain.
As trust is fragile, care it like crystal
once it is broken, forget adhering.
Extirpate all expectations
to escape from the distress they give.
Love is just an illusion,
be wise enough while handling it.
I start loving the me in me
the last and foremost lesson in life.
I dance with the tune which is in mind,
though no partner for that I find out.
I start singing melodies not elegies
to melt down dreadful melancholy.
Hence the peace in mind and hope to live
hand in hand manifest in me.
The heaven of happiness regains thus
to step into my luminous future.