The world is bleeding and is in terrible pain, and it leaves the writer in you at a loss for words. I do not have the right words to express grief and outrage as the violence spreads like wildfire. Today, in a low moment, I practised a calming exercise, where I thought about all the good people I know and how they are the exact opposite of the evil that so unabashedly prevails in this world. After a while, I wrote this poem to enlighten my own heart, and now I am sharing it with my friends here.
You are a June guy,
Making homes in the deserts,
But forever waiting
For the monsoon guy,
Staying up after hours,
In love with the moon guy.
Slept-in, wept-out,
Eyes like a raccoon guy,
Outside looking in,
In-sync, out-of-tune guy,
A dark cloud in the bright sky,
But too animated,
To be a maroon guy…
Happiness in a teaspoon guy!
Staying for the moments,
Day in and day out,
Giving up in the afternoon guy.
Ephemeral, too good to be true,
In a rush to run away,
Always leaving too soon guy.
©Aaysid
Outrageously Erratic 