Ashvini Swamy

Solitude can sometimes be such a maddening crowd
I have never known silence to be loud
It was the season when the peacocks were dancing
And on my skin the rain was lancing
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I raise my head against the wind…
The dampness caused me to stir
As I stumble out of my slumber
To find…
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A temple upon a serene earthen crest
Like a brave warrior after the battle rests
The shrouds of calm deepen remarkably
Like waters over a deep blue sea
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Beyond the shattered remains of a day and the hopeless sparks of light
I wait for renewal; I wait for a promise to be fulfilled.

What happened to the boy who they said holds such potential
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Why did u insist on rubbing out the line between friendship and sex
Buddies to bed-mates was a bad idea

Yet you turned me into your hound
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In the call center cab
At an unearthly hour
Heading home...I think
Or to work maybe
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Chaos in all her forms is my mother

Father? Mother?
Is this how you treated your child
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I see your effortless smile today
and know it has paid it's dues
it was trial by fire
but your smile remained- undaunted, unwavering, triumphant….
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then there are days
when wafts that scent again
quite akin to taboo and sin
lust of the flesh
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slick was the tongue
that poured on me
words like liquid silver
sharp were these eyes
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across the dunes of time
roamed this lonely heart alone
mystified by mirages of love
then on the horizon I saw
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once I was king
easy come easy go!
outside my palace gates
the devil played...
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today I slept under the stars
dreaming of God
the universe
and you
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thy clouds shall not cast
a shadow on this heart today...
for I have swallowed the sun!
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willingly did I fall from grace
for the house of my heart was crumbling
and made a deal with the devil
before these walls caved in
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Only a blizzard blows now
between our warm talks
eyes, interestingly empty
yearnings murdered and at unrest
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The light you shined
Darkened my path
Blinded my fury
Led astray my faith
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The windchimes jangle no more
The curtains, sail-like bellow no more
The gentle sway of the tamarind has stopped
And the stillness has assumed a life of it's own
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Under the star spangled sky night prevails,
Of not beauty but fear does she wear a veil,
Creatures Of the underworld roam abound,
No where but no where solace is to be found,
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