Tag: poison

The poison I drank

In silence I suffer
The poison I drank,
Heart weeps lonely,
Tears run dry,
Afraid eyes may not lie,
I gaze at stars
At dead of night,
Words are damp
’cause my tears
rained on them,
Empty heart
Comes up barren,
When asked to give;
What value is
This life
That neither gives
Or takes,
Days pass by
As I merely survive;
Gently do I tread,
Walk to the grave,
Is lonely one;
At journey’s end waits
A cold embrace,
Mercy.

Neelakantha

Neelakantha, the name of Sadashiva, God of destruction to recreate in Hindu triumvirate, drank the deadly poison that came out during the churning of the ocean for the celestial nectar or Amrita by the gods (Devas) and the demons(Asuras). The deadly poison, Halahala, if allowed to escape, would have destroyed the whole universe and as Amrita had not manifested yet, there was no recourse. To save the universe from destruction, Shiva drank the poison but kept it suspended in his throat as otherwise he would also have perished from the poison, throwing the universe into utter chaos. As a result, his throat ( Kantha ) became blue (Neela) from the deadly effect of the poison Halahala. From that time Shiva also is known as Neelakantha.

When the mind is set free,

Unshackled from its reins,

And let it roam around,

A treasure trove it explores, and

Along with the pearls,

Comes up the muck.

 

When the gods churned

the ocean,

In search of the celestial nectar,

Up came the poison

To obliterate the universe.

Will I have the strength

Of Shiva

To drink the poison and

Be Neelakantha,

Or will I perish

To the lure of the glitter,

Seduced and discarded

In plain sight of the nectar?

 

Oh, the allure

of the enchantress!

Giving in to my senses,

Let me drown

In your ephemeral beauty tonight,

And cool my passion.

Let the fire of desire

Be quenched by

The touch of those lips,

Nary a drop of nectar

That will ever touch.

Let the poison devour me,

And nectar wait.

What good is immortality

That will erase my memory

Of thy celestial, transient beauty.

 

Shooting from the heart- Ten Intricate One Liners

My first attempt at writing one liners.  I always liked poems for the brevity of expressions.  One liners challenge the poet to say what’s in his mind in as few words as possible but still be meaningful to the readers.  Hope my readers will find these meaningful.

 

Poison

Trapped by your charm, drank poison.

******

Silver Bullet

Your heart hides my silver bullet.

******

Pain

Pain of separation ravaged my heart.

******

Prisoner

Imprisoned by your charm, I’m blind.

******

Hurry

Hurry, the bell tolls, why dither?

******

Temptress

Temptress, your arrow pierced my heart.

******

Tears

May deserts bloom from your tears.

******

Nectar

Your kiss turned hemlock to nectar.

******

Mellifluous

Your mellifluous voice soothed my journey.

******

My Life

Hidden in your smile, my life.

Loved for eternity

day will come
when our paths diverge
a new life waits you
while I walk alone
down memory lane
what lies ahead, destiny
death will knock on the door
when the time comes
but tonight fill my cup
this moment that
I am with you
pour me so much love
that it overflows
let me satiate my thirst
and drown in your love
let me capture the
moments we have left
and fill my heart
so that the poison
never touches my
lips again
and when the grim reaper
stands behind me
shall I say
I have no fear of thee
for I have loved
for eternity

Chinese privet- Local Flora – Stay at home stroll – 16

This is a series about the neighborhood flowers and flowering trees that I saw and enjoyed on my walk in the neighborhood during the stay at home months.  Many of the flowers I don’t know much about and depend on Google lens to get a name.  If there are mistakes, apologize for my ignorance.

I just don’t understand who names plants.  No rhyme and reason at all.  Not sure why this is called Chinese privet unless the person in charge of naming this first saw this in China.  In fact this is so ubiquitous in our area that I would have completely missed it except for the loud humming of myriads of bees as I was walking by the side of a house.  People use it in many homes as boundary dividers or as ornamental hedge.  I walk by these every day and never give them a second glance.  But the humming of the bees made me look to my side and I found the hedges erupting with this beautiful and very mildly fragrant flowers.  Later on I read that the small berry like fruits that the plant produce are poisonous.  No wonder people use this as boundary hedges.

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thy sublime beauty

hides a mystery

fruits you produce, if eaten

will cause misery

A Rose is a rose

 

 

 

Choice of Poison

Do not hate life that much
To drink my poison in one gulp
Want to savor the taste coursing
Through my veins
Those hiding behind their masks
Of various shades of
Politics, religion or nationalities
Have reduced me to the level
Of animals
Depriving me of my choice of poison
Now death comes unannounced
At places most unexpected
Somebody, somewhere pushing a button
Rains death from the sky
Or death by some misguided
Blowing himself up
Spreading fear all around
Like animals looking over my shoulder
Death may be lurking just near
Give me back my choice of poison
I do not want to live a life of fear