Divine Magic

If you dont believe in magic
I truly pity you
Some are gifted to see it always
But for others it isn’t true

If you ever rise before sunshine
Look for the fire flies
That fly into the bushes
And on a flower die

If you watch the tiny sparrow
Bravely leave her nest
Not knowing if she’ll be back
She faces her daily test

If you ever get out at night
watch the moon lit sky
You might be lucky to see a shooting star
Simply pass us by

If you think of every atom
It’s seen it all before
Life in any and many forms
From the crust to the core

If you’ve ever wondered where from
A mighty big tree grows
You’ll know it slowly climbs out
From a seed smaller than your toe

If you think of where you came from
And why you look like dad
Please note its not just wild chance
That arranged your DNA strand

If you still dont believe in magic
Please close your eyes and think
Of the oldest memory in your head
then you might stare and blink

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 ©Krisheaven

Inspiration : Conversations with my Angel 🙂

Tell me more

Tell me more about you
When did you first lie?
What is it you miss most?
What always makes you cry?

Tell me more about you
Are you a gracious host?
Do you like porridge for breakfast?
Or  ketchup with some toast?

Tell me more about you
Do snakes scare you stiff?
Is there anyone you ever wished,
You could throw off a cliff?

Did you ever stay up at night
Only to count the stars?
When did you start drinking?
And what gave you those scars?

Tell me more about you
What’s your most cherished dream?
Did you ever get it fulfilled?
What’s left for us to achieve?

What’s the promise that you broke,
And regretted it a second not?
What’s the promise that you still keep,
Like a soldier’s well tied knot? 

Tell me more about you
I wanna close the gaps of time
I wanna feel I’ve known you forever
Its a feeling most sublime.

 ©Krisheaven

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Dedication: To my dearest Angel 

 

Through a lense

They told me I had to smile
so I close my eyes to emulate
the most radiant smile I’d seen till date.

 
It was no surprise to what I’d see
as your face filled my reverie.
that curly hair, those steely eyes
Full of love and awed surprise

That wicked smile, those little teeth,
changing beard and dimple cheeks.

People stopped to stare and gaze
at the tired face that was suddenly ablaze

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Dedication: To my dearest Angel

&©Krisheaven

Lullaby

Every night as I unwind,

& try ways to clear my mind,

my thoughts keep racing back to you,

& I wonder if you think them too.

 

I wonder when you lie in bed

do you think of something I once said?

Does a little prank that I did play,

make you smile in the middle of your day?

 

Do your eyes search, of their free will,

every crowd for signs of my lean build?

Does your heart jump and skip a beat,

every time your cell phone rings or tweets?

 

I wonder when you dress each day,

do you ever wish I’d cross your way?

 

The questions don’t cease to flow,

till into dreams they slowly go,

but your mind I’d surely love to know,

Coz you’re in me, from head to toe.

©Krisheaven

Dedication: To my everything, :*

Existence

When living becomes an obligation
Without wishes or imagination
Give in to the world and its wants
Let someone gain from the taunts.

A mask I wear to hide the truth
Revealing it will bear no fruit
A lie to live for years on end
Hope for a miracle
that God will send

The dreams will die
life will evolve
To keep on breathing,
I need resolve

Memories I keep safe and treasured
Beyond any reach or distance measured
Silently it nourishes the soul
Not just one- but two I’m told.

©krisheaven

Je t’aime

Met an Italian guy who’s been in love with this girl for the past 25 years, but never said anything. Today, she’s married to a man who’s become the Italian’s friend. She still does not know.

I met the lady and her husband too. She told me that she loved the Italian 25 years ago..and still does. She’s wondering if he ever felt the same way about her. They don’t talk about it. They’ve all just been neighbors all their lives. 

I asked her why she’s still with her husband if she loved the neighbor all along ? She smiled. These were her exact words. ” 25 years ago, I made a choice. I never knew if ***** loved me the way I loved him. I never said anything. Then I met my husband, who was well behaved and well off. Everyday since, I make a choice…every morning, I tell myself that I have to live with my choice. It’s not enough; but it will do. ”

Being me, I couldn’t help but ask, ” Do you regret what you did ? Do you regret what you’re doing ? to both of them ? ” She was surprised that I asked. She thought for a while and then replied, ” Yes. Every minute of every day. Don’t get me wrong, **** is a good husband; but….if I can go back in time and change things, I would change so much that it would be a different world altogether.”

I spoke to the Italian again. “You should tell her. She should know “I said, my eyes all wet and teary. He thought about it for a moment, then said ” If I say anything now, she’ll KNOW that she made a mistake. At the moment; she just THINKS she did. The pain of knowing will be too great to bear.The pain of thinking, well…it just pops in and out when you’re thinking real hard. Nothing a drink can’t cure. ”

I stood there, not knowing how, what ,when, why or where from I ended up in this story. Running into strangers and giving them a piece of our lives is easier said than done. But it happens…in little ways…in the most unexpected of places. Sharing lives and stories with the people we meet, is a bitter -sweet thing.

It’s been 2 years now. I have no clue where any of them are. But they are frequently in my thoughts.

©krisheaven

picture courtesy: sunaina patnaik

 

A Prayer & Blessing

As the sun climbs tomorrow

We’d have done another year

reached a new milestone

three years of love and cheer

 

As I step out of the picture

And look at us today

I can see past all the stricture

that we’ve come a long way

 

Love has kept us going

through the thick and thin of times

Love has also been growing

As our lives reach its primes

 

To mark this occasion

let’s gift ourselves a treat

where we cuddle with our puppies

and laugh at silly tweets

 

Let me take a minute to tell you

The blessing that you are

To my life and our future

That nothing can ever par.

©krisheaven

Dedication: To a down to earth and simple couple, my dearest Mr&Mrs.Sharma. Happy Anniversary. Love you lots. :*
This is written from your perspective Archie, so hope I managed to capture the emotion at least by a drop. May you both always stay enveloped in your little cocoon of love. Touchwood.

Night to remember

He made me many promises

some he tries to keep

memories of the good old days,

soothe me when I weep.

 

I promised him a thing in return,

never a drink my throat would burn.

And if must it will only be,

in his presence and from his urn.

 

A new year ball we attended

Like strangers there we pretended

but when a guy asked for a dance,

“She’s taken” he said, with a stern glance.

 

I blushed a deep shade of red,

to the dance floor, the way he led.

“me & mine” he often said,

“until I’m buried with the dead”.

 

We swayed and sang with the crowd

under the stars and the clouds.

Arm in arm, to the beat,

soon we were dead on our feet.

 

A joyful ride back to the den,

it’s been 3 years since then.

He still looks at me with wonder,

our love has only grown in thunder.

 

Today as I say goodnight,

all I pray for is his light.

May it shine strong and bright,

chase the demons of my night.

May he shine upon my face,

full of health , joy and grace.

If from him, I must ever part

beyond a day may it not last.

©krisheaven

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Mirror, mirror,on the wall

She looked into the mirror,

she didn’t like what she saw.

She asked herself if ever,

she gazed at it with awe.

Lines, wrinkles, skin and bones,

greying hair and dark skin tones.

Sunken eyes and red chapped lips,

sagging skin at the hips.

 

Flashbacks of the days gone by,

when she danced under a night sky.

youthful, fresh and full of grace,

people often whispered ‘what a face’.

Tears rolled down her blue green eyes

A mirror seldom, if ever, lies.

If she wished to go back in time,

to relive that day one last time,

would it be such a crime?

©krisheaven

Dedication: To every person who looks at their youthful pictures preserved under glass and yearns to go back to the day. To all moms, dads, grannys and friends. We love you regardless. :*

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Silenced Hearts

He meant to say ‘I love you’ ,

But keeps it to ‘goodnight’,

His eyes say all he needs to,

His lips sealed up tight.

 

He looks at me tear filled,

Hoping I would understand.

His choices are not easy,

He has to take this stand.

 

In his eyes I see the planet,

In his smile shines the sun.

His fingers in cafune,

Through a meadow full of fun.

 

His touch makes me tingle,

His gaze makes me hurl.

Like a little girl in slumber,

Into his arms I curl.

 

His heart lies in my chambers,

But his feet have to walk away,

He stops and smiles one last time,

As we smother the yearns today.

 

Without him by my bedside,

The sheets feel too cold.

Is this how it will be,

Even when we grow old?

 

Life has taught us this much,

Doesn’t matter if we live apart.

What matters most is truly,

The twining of our hearts.

 

We barely get a minute,

As days and weeks go by.

We cherish the words unspoken,

Somewhere eye to eye.

 

If life is ever kinder,

We hope and pray each day,

For a day when our laughter,

Forms our little lullaby.

 

© krisheaven

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