SINDHU SOOSAN VARGHESE

SINDHU SOOSAN VARGHESE

FADING SCARS

Blighted buds call to mind

A spring that never was..

A goblet of nectar

With a bitter after taste..

I flip back the pages

Of old crumbling memories

Yellowed by despondency.

The letters on them

Don't make sense any more.

And the callused scar

Hurts no more..

Its a pity, your gaze

Could only reach

The placid blue surface

Of my soul.

You failed to behold

Depths where I hide

My twinkling pearls

And broken shells

And the turbulence.....

Its a pity, for you

I was just the rosy lips

And a beautiful face.

You were oblivious

To the glowing fire in my mind..

You never heard

The soft rhythm of my heart..

And the thousand stories

That died a premature death

On my lips...

Time doles out

Gifts of numbness

And tranquility

To erase out the shadows

Splitting, merging

In a maze, an illusion..

Not to look back

At blighted buds

Of a spring, that never was!!

WAVES OF DESTINY

Clamour of poignant silence

Ringing in my ears,

In my soul's caverns

Only deep, dreary darkness..

Like a cruel prank

Beyond rhyme or reason

A flame doused by destiny

Leaving me lost, forlorn.

You lay shrouded in tricolor...

Streaming from the broken pot of existence,

Atop the shoulder of a shattered father

Runnels to free your soul..

Yet you lay there, still, oblivious

Of the creeping dampness

And the drop of tear in my eyes

Or the raging ocean in my heart

I stood there, watching sandcastle crumbling

Of our blissful paradise, so fleeting

A promise unkept, the sun faded..

In my senses daze pervaded.

The lone star left in my sky, tiny spark of life

Ensconced in my womb...a bud so tender

Fondest dream of our days together,

Nescient of fate's blow to endure.

Bugle sounding the 'Last Post', sombre

Olive-clad comrades pay last respect...

Adieu ,my hero, my soul mate

Love of my life, till again we meet......

THE SILVER BLADE

An angry, red blister it was..

It made me suffer, days on end

Sore, with a halo

Of aching warmth..

I was just five

I lay there ,feeling a bit glum

For having missed school for days

Listening to my dads voice

As he read out, for me

My favorite comics..

As the burnished gold

Streamed in through the drapery

I drifted off bobbing

To the shores of sleep

Forgetting the soreness

Losing myself

On the golden sands of Keela-Wee,

Inside the mesmerizing

Galleries of Xanadu

I woke up, screaming

To searing pain.

And the glint of the silver blade

Which made the cut,so precise

I could see the yellow trickle

Mixed with blood..

Dad held me tight

And kissed a tear-stained cheek

And said, it had to be done

Dear, to ease your pain

Or else it won’t heal..

Years passed,

I realize now

The import of his words

How my heart longs

When it brims

With distress and torment

For the cut that heals

Of that silver blade!

SINDHU SOOSAN VARGHESE

SINDHU SOOSAN VARGHESE is a homemaker who lives in Pune. She writes poetry both in English and Malayalam. She is an Agricultural Science graduate with an MBA  and also holds a graduate degree in English Literature .She has published a poetry collection in Malayalam '(vaakku pookkunna yamangal') and her poems  have been published in periodicals and online portals regularly.Her poems have been included in international anthologies too. Her favorite themes include love, feminine sensitivity, girl child and social issues.