The Storm has Passed

The storm has passed

Busy erasing the scars, that
Making memories have halted
Refresh, start over, and leave the scars alone

Have been traveling the whole night
Direction west
Do I see a tinge of orange in my mirror?
Like light moves in circles
Have I taken a U turn?
Am I back at where I started?
But with a different direction

Some tunnels on my way were so lit
That I forgot sun
Sun, who lights up the whole world
Sometimes it is so cloudy
Sun does not make a difference at all

It is the light inside me
That is lighting up my world
It is the god inside me
That is keeping me alive

Forget and ban the sounds from outside
Let me hear the voices from my stomach
It is not easy; I am tuned out till now
But I hear a static, I hear noises
Am sure, I will tune in, soon,

Reflections are guiding me
They are taking me places
When in dark, I see light
And I see reflections too
Bat ears and cat eyes

The storm has passed
Is it time to settle down?
Is it time to prepare for another one?
I shake myself off the dust
Thinking I am a phoenix
And I wonder

BhaShe

By the End

Stay away,
You don’t belong here
I close my doors on you
I need no pain

Shed those bags
Those and more
But even then
You are not really free

I am afraid of you
I am excited by you
I am confused by this
And I am working my sheet

Balance sheet in the process
Assets and liabilities
Yours and mine
It is in progress

Wait outside the door
I take time to do my math
Only if I see a profit
Will I let you inside

Stay where you are
Don’t push any buttons
I haven’t yet figured out
You might just be nothing

You might just be
A beautifully packed pain
An absent dream
A no one and nothing by the end

BhaShe

White Sheet

I stare at a white sheet
Not knowing what to write

When hurt is a tumor in my throat
When I have been the scapegoat
When the wounds won’t heal, but rot
I stare, not knowing what to write

When my ears drums are bombarded
Every emotion gets aborted, retarded
Remedies I try fail as soon as they are started
I stare, not knowing what to write

Though I desire to wish away pain
For peace, love, harmony to remain
Journey to unknown currents to detain
I stare, not knowing what to write

Are his doors open for me, I wonder
Have I missed his call, his murmur?
Will I find my soul, my peace, inside, under?
I stare, not knowing what to write

BhaShe

Between Lines

I can keep reading
Between the lines
Till lines are written

Move your hands
Write more lines
Leave me dots to connect

It’s like studying
Handwriting
Content, does not matter

All I need
Is you to keep writing
So I can keep reading

If you stop and let go
My foundation is shaken
My castles would fall down

I stack up
Books, sheets, pens
And refreshments

You are writing my life
I cease to live
When your pen stops

BhaShe

The bitch inside, does not die

When it rains outside
The darkness inside emerges
Swallowing the goodness
Showing all wildness

When a thunderstorm passes by
We get enough air to breathe
That’s when our feet is on ground
That’s when we feel challenged

When it’s dark and cold outside
We use some drinks
Take cold from outside as ice
And dark as drink, sip by sip

When a volcano erupts
We warm our hands and legs
Put it out in one breath
Like squashing a cigarette

The bitch inside, does not die
It comes out when we decide
We are angels otherwise
The bitch inside, does not die

BhaShe

Pushed out of my dreamland

Pushed out of my dreamland
To reality
I realize

I am tiny little person
On the face of earth
I ponder about

Significance of my existence
Purpose of life
Importance of emotions
Source of peace

I realize that I am this human
With 2 legs and 2 hands
And I am like everybody
And everybody is like me

I am nothing different
But unique
I am one among the group
But doesn’t belong

Why I laugh or cry
Or happy or sad
Or disheartened
Or angry with what?

I persistently search
For the door back to my dreamland
To remain there, as I was
And not be part of reality.

BhaShe

Beauty

It’s like walking on a mud road
Holding a stick in my hand
Along my foot steps
It draws a line, a mark - temporary

It’s like having a song in my ears
It’s humming to me, am humming it
Am swirled in its melody and lyrics
It’s stuck to my mood and mind

It’s like walking with the breeze
Letting it play with my hair
Feeling it all around me
Seeing it through my closed eyes

It’s a feeling inside
That gives me goose bumps
Not knowing what it exactly is
But knowing it is very dear to me

May be, I have fallen in love
Fallen in love with the new found self
May be, I have starting loving me more
A lot more than I ever did

BhaShe

I dream

I dream of being that one special friend of yours
With whom you lay your heart open
To protect you, care for you and be with you
And build a bridge that is unshakeable

I dream of being your life partner
In joys and sorrows and much more
To love you eternally and be loved by you
To have my world weaved around you

I dream of being your wife, the better half
Share all that I have with you
Have my name carry yours with it
And be your eternal partner

I dream of being your soul mate
Be your heart beat, be your breath
Be the one that you can always trust
And be attached to you, forever

I dream of being soil for your seeds
To grow you, inside me,
To connect with you in such a way
That we can never be separated

I dream of you, about you, of being yours
I dream every day, night, minute, second
All I do is dream and dream about you
And await for you to ask for my hand.

BhaShe

Inspired and Dedicated

Calling

Somewhere someone awaits your call
Oh! Confused soul
Reach out to your destiny
As she awaits you

She is bound
By her golden chains
You hold the keys
To unlock her
From her miseries

She too desires
What you desire
But only if you could
Whisper those magical words
In her ears
She would be released

She is crippled
But has a strong will at heart
Hold her hands once
She will break her crutches
And walk with you

Winter has passed
It is the time of spring
It is the time of spring
Open your eyes to the new world
Claim what is rightly yours
Claim your destiny

Oh! Confused soul
Possessor of good fortune
She is calling you
Rise above your limitations
Rise above your inhibitions
She shall be yours, forever

BhaShe

Are you scared?

Are you scared that
One fine morning
I might ring your door bell
Stand in front of you
Lay my heart
On your feet
And bind you
Forever

The love I have
Is impossible to deny
And you will accept
Let me inside your life
Which was
Just yours
Till now

You may fall
Head over heals
In love with me
And I would know
Your flaws
Weakness
Like your soul

That we may grow
So dependent on each
That death
When it takes me
Would take your soul too
Along with mine and
You would be empty
For ever

Are you scared of me?
Of falling in love with me?
Of loving me?
Of being mine, forever
And staying that way!
Are you?

BhaShe

Realization

When I walk those lonely roads,
Watch those misty lights beam light out
Feel the chill air on my nose, cheeks and feet
I think about you

When I smell coffee brewing
When I hear petals crack and spread aroma
Blossoms flowering
I miss you

When I stand in my balcony
Listen to wind and chirping birds
Wonder about the green color of leaves
I ponder about you

Every time I breathe fresh air
Every time I hear my heart beat
Every sound, color and feeling I see
I realize, I am madly in love with you

BhaShe

Persuasion

You are a water bubble
You are a butterfly
You are a hint of rainbow
On a moody evening sky

You are a paper boat
Filled with glitter and light
Sailing on my river of life
Tickling my funny bones

You are a clear dream
You are a distant reality
You are an unsolved puzzle
Going round and round in my head

You are my inspiration
You are my motivation
You are the door half open
Result of my persuasion

BhaShe

Inspired & Dedicated Love Poems

Love Race

It is a tortoise and rabbit race
But towards each other
I have crossed my half long time back
I await your reach on the joining line

Every step you take towards me
Pulls me close to you
Am held back at the joining line
I can’t wait anymore

You move very slowly
Think and ponder on your way
Look up and see me once in a while
And lost in your thoughts otherwise

Every passing second is a year
Every feet is a decade to pass
Am holding my heart in my hands
Just to make it yours as soon as you reach

BhaShe

Love Story

I am butterfly
I am flower
I am the nectar that flows
I am colors
I am shade
I am the transition between

I am you
I am him
I am everything that connects
I am love
I am pain
I am all other feelings in between

I am your mirror
I am his shade
I am the grey between black and white
I am his question
I am your answer
I am the string that runs through the dots

I am bird
I am tree
I am the dry twig that becomes nest
I am soul
I am heart
And I am the universe that binds both

I am your ears
I am his words
I am the air that carries it all
I am him in you
I am you in him
I am the idea of you two, together

Sowmyashree Gonibeedu

Inspired and Dedicated

Running on Autopilot

The lanes I travel
Have arrow marks for instructions
The things I do
Come with a process handbook

System created fire extinguisher
For what happens in my belly
It is cold outside, snowing
Warm clothes protect my body

It creeps out in every direction
I try to grab it all back and put inside
Breezy, windy and it flows
I lose a little bit in every explosion

The ties are lose and tight
I sprained my neck, back and ankles
Those horses run so very fast
My hands bleed holding control

Am I running on autopilot mode?
Defined emotions for every situation
Am I free? Am I at my will? Or
Whatever I think is also programmed?

BhaShe

Snatched Away

Locked up in a box
Kept in a safe
I believed I have you
Forever

Least did I know
That you could move
Space and distance
That fast

How many lives did you take
How many hearts did you break
When you walked
Bare foot,
Away

Family and friends
Lovers and haters
Walking dead bodies
With lifeless lives

Even if it was known
The thread that binds
Has thinned down

What could anyone do
When the one snatching you
Was nothing but death

You went in seconds
Leaving those hearts
Empty forever

BhaShe

See-through

When I look in the mirror
I see, I resemble my mom a little
Yes, I carry her legacy
Sometimes I see her softness in my eyes

My mom’s sisters peep in too
Her forehead, or her stern look
All that I carry is borrowed
What is it that is just mine?

I will have a piece of them in me
When they leave their bodies and move on
I hope I will see my mom in me
Hear her voice and feel her warmth

Is that all it is? One pillar to another?
Genes and qualities that percolate down?
Seems as if it’s a mission to carry
And pass what I have carried, further.

BhaShe

Help

Others, needy, poor
Distressed, destroyed, dreaded
I say I helped
How can I be so proud?

When destiny rocked my boat
When I was unable to stay afloat
When I was sunk till my throat
Could I help myself?

If I were to be poor
If I were unhappy and sore
Then how would have I felt
When I was being helped

Am I superior because I can help?
Take credit, gloat, and yelp
Why not I think how foolish I am
To believe that I actually help

Isn’t it all just his master plan?
Give a lot to someone otherwise nothing at all
To teach us how to share and care
And see the world without vapor

BhaShe

Anticipation

I drink my poison
Sip by sip
Only with the hope
That one day
You will save me

I walked miles to stand in front of your door
Hesitant to knock
I stand there
Waiting
You will have to come out
One or the other day
Or do you have a secret way out?

I hear your voice, your noise
When you walk with so much energy
Jump out of joy, happiness, and laugh
I hear the activities inside your house
Behind those walls, which I have not crossed

I dream about
How you may look
How you may talk
How you may hold me
Take me inside your house
How your house would look
About everything
That I have not seen

The doorbell rings, so many times
All those who have come
After me
But rang the bell
Have gotten inside
Have left the building
With changes in them
I see them with curious eyes
If I can find
Any impression of yours on them

I have carried it both
The good and the bad
As they rot, get stale
I sit and wish to see you
And only that
As I sip my poison

BhaShe

Badnam(e)

When you think of me, by mistake
When you remember my smile
When you write my name
Don’t write it next to yours
I don’t want the stain of my name to stain yours

Don’t tell your friends or family
That you are my friend
That we hangout sometimes
That we share a healthy chat
They will see stains on a blank white paper

No photos with me, never
Save my number with a different name
Any conversation we have had
Remains within 4 walls and dies
You cannot identify with me

You may know a little of what I am
You may know a little of what I was and could be
But they always believe
They know me through and through
Whatever you may claim, they will dismiss

No rain could wash off the stains my name has
No miracle could change their views about me
I have accepted and I can live with it
I have grown strong, I don’t care
But you, don’t become my weakness now

BhaShe