Crying for a friend

I knocked on his door, calling out to my friend
Come later he said, I’m taking rest.

Hours passed, I knocked again,
Not now he said, I’m with a friend.

I waited an age, tried knocking again,
There was no response; he couldn’t hear me I guess.

I looked around to find another friend,
But in pursuit of one I’d lost all the rest.

- Rukma

Two Roads Diverged in a Wood

Two roads diverged in a wood
And I, I took the one less travelled by
And that had made all the difference.

But when, oh when did I get back
On the road much travelled by
Sad, morose, lost, a total wreck.

Is there no turning back?
No fork in the road to choose afresh?
Or maybe just a helping hand?

I look around, friends I see
My family, my colleagues
But the one my eyes scout for…

None will help, no one to lean on
Look within, find the strength
And move on.

Walk alone amidst the crowd
They’re all an apparition
The only real friend is Him alone.

With faith in Him, eyes on the goal
Keep walking alone, all alone
This journey you’ve started is worth it all.

On this path there is no fall
“Bounce back!” He screams,
But there’s no air in the ball…

Life Lost

Grains of sand slipped from her hands
Her life had gone by as easily
Nothing gained, much lost
Not really anything worth remembering.

One more soul had passed through life
Eat, drink, sleep, cry, rarely a smile
No path to follow, no goal to achieve
Wandering along, lost totally.

Why she was born, she wondered at times
Finding no answer, she’d brush it aside
The right to query, ponder and discover
Is not the right of many she’d learnt.

The soft breeze caressed her face
Her tangled hair covering her eyes
Through the gaps she gazed at the sea
One vast, silvery, glimmering stretch.

The sun slipped below the horizon
Her life had ebbed away as silently
She would leave behind not a mark
That she’d ever lived wouldn’t make history.

What romance the poets found in nature
It made little sense to her
Everywhere she looked all she found was sorrow
Even nature was in pain, not just she alone.

The water disappeared into the sand
Her life had gone by as easily
Nothing gained, much lost
Not really anything worth remembering.

- Rukma