Everyone needs that perfect protective shell,
Where we can live, breathe, grow and excel,
Without having the fear of the predator’s gaze
Where we can hide, retreat and rejuvenate.
Where we can shout, roar, giggle and wiggle
Be a dumb-head who fails to solve even a simple riddle
Without being conscious, like clown dwarfs,
Of those watchful eyes of hunter sharks
Yes, all of us need love, care and protection
Of that defensive shield which saves us
From the maddening, haggling, narcissistic rush
The egoistic selfish materialistic slush
Underneath which, I can be me and you can be you.
The real ME and the real YOU
The Real YOU
Oh, so desperately I want to see the real you.
Oh no, not the facade, the real you.
No,not the fake you.
The unpretentious, unpolished you.
The YOU, with whom I can talk without being conscious
The YOU, to whom I can bare my vulnerable heart
The YOU, with whom I can take a leap of faith
The YOU, to whom I can talk about my hidden fears
Please be that YOU
Please . . .
“I want a lil bit of everything in life.”
Are you sure?
“Yes, pretty sure.”
It’s not possible.
“I’ll make it possible.”
But Man proposes, God disposes.
“Only for less determined. For people like me HE says, ‘Go ahead, I am with you!’.”
The gentle pearl-grey wind entangled my hair a little more
The sparkling moonlit raindrops drenched me and my soul to the core
That ecstatic moment on a sandy shore
I love, I cherish and really adore.
I loved the aroma and loved the touch
The sand melted under my feet as such
But I felt peaceful inside and outside
That beautiful night I really adore
When I walked with him in rain on that sandy shore.