i’m a rocking boat ⛵️

~Neha Lekhak

So I'm this sailboat
that departed from the port
shoving away in its own stifle
no one to pull it towards the shore
no one having to drive the force
so i'm this rocking boat
that would wave away to unknown lands
go uninvited to places
coz now I finally believe
a random
moment feels
more like home
than days of an
unempathetic kinship.

Let this, for you, be poetry…..

When pens and quills have all grown cold
take autumn’s glades of gleaming gold,
where fragrant fires and balmy breeze
do burn and breathe through trembling trees;
let this, for you, be poetry.

While lovers ‘neath the pearly moon
still sigh and sing and sweetly swoon,
with lips, that laugh and love and tease;
when beauty breathes from hearts like these;
let this, for you, be poetry.

When swifts and swallows swoop in spring
and skylarks soar aloft to sing,
while sun sets silent off the shore
and sea does seethe and rave and roar;
let this, for you, be poetry.

One day, when all the poets die
and in their graves the poets lie,
upon the heath, go fill your arms,
with honeysuckle’s tender charms;
let this, for you, be poetry.

~ Sahil Lakhmani

Yours

~Aishani

You saw only the smile, not the storm hidden in my eyes
Because you needed happiness, not turbulent skies.

You heard only the laughter, not the cries of pain
Because you wanted perfection, you tightened the chain.

You felt only the cold skin, not the relief at last;
Because you had finally lost the control you'd amassed...