Burden of Silence

Sad is the heart that bears the burden of silence
Weighed down by punishment of compromise
Neither capable of bleeding nor weeping
Calcified by years of torment, it waits
Passion has met its match and surrendered
Love entombed and buried deep under
It does not ache or yearn any more
Heart turned to stone does not feel
Waits for soothing touch of death to heal.
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Koko Head Trail : Tuesday Photo Challenge – Height

This week’s Tuesday Photo Challenge prompt from Frank  is  “Height“.

My entry for this week is from my trip to Hawaii last year. This photo was taken on my hike up the Koko Head trail.  The trail is about 1.5 miles round trip from the parking lot, 1200 feet high ( ~ 1000 feet elevation gain) and up nearly vertical and  steep 1048 steps of abandoned railway steps.  But the trip was also memorable to me as providence, in the guise of my beloved wife, saved me from near death ( or at least a broken body as I slipped during my return trip.  I do not know where she got the strength ( I weigh roughly 1.5X her weight ) to hold on to my shirt without herself slipping and stopping me from rolling down steep 500 feet.

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Koko Head Trail, Oahu, Hawaii – September 2017.  Last 500 steps up is really steep.  As per veloviewer.com statistics, average grade is 39.8% with a maximum grade of 85.8% (https://veloviewer.com/segment/1577261/Koko+Head+Trail+Climb).

As I promised Frank, below is my photo from Capilano Suspension Bridge taken during my trip to Vancouver, BC in December, 2004.

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Fistful of Stars Covered by Dark Clouds : Collection of Five Short Poems

Wrote this collection of five short poems first in my mother tongue, Axomiya(Assamese), couple of weeks back.  Translated these to English today with the Axomiya version following.  The first poem, titled If Death be a Lover was posted on my blog on March 16, 2018.

If death be a lover
And grants only one wish
Will make death promise
To embrace and take me whole

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Tyranny of Time

I do not wear a watch anymore
No band to adorn my wrist
Tentacles, suffocating, broken
Now I have time for everything
I stop to listen
Not rush to talk
Schedule slipped is fine
Will be rescheduled
Whenever I have time 
Appointments missed
Will make new one
Final appointment
Schedule unknown
Looking at the watch 
Of no help
Every step nearer to the grave
I feel more liberated
Eternity is a myth
Death, a friend
To be embraced
I am free of
Tyranny of time

Death is Perfect

A clear blue sky lacks definition
A blank slate characterless
Beware of the one without blemish
Beneath the serene surface
Lurks the deepest secrets
Enemies with flaws
Will learn to handle
Lily white friends
Suspicion will poison mind
Even the supreme ones
Of all faiths
Must have some failing
To create us mere mortals
Strive for perfection
Never perfect
Death is perfect
End of the road
Useless