Musings of a confused butterfly

 On purpose, I wanted to be loved, A deliberate act, pure and true, For I never loved on accident, It was always a choice, a deliberate intent. I hold my sadness deep inside, A silent daze, a hidden sorrow. In my chest, in my eyes, in my teeth to hide, It stays still, unspoken and unseen, As I try to be strong and serene. You are not a bad person, I know, For the ways you tried to let your sadness go, It's a battle that we all have to fight, And sometimes it takes all our might. So love me with all your heart, And we'll face our sadness, never to part, Together we'll find the strength to heal, And make our hearts happy and whole again, for real. Where will I find a soul like this, I need someone to love. To find beauty in life's hidden claws, And create a universe of endless love. - Sruthi Nair If you have any suggestions, doubts or queries feel free to mention them in the comment box below. My poetry book ' Fires of Grief: A tale of transformation' is availa...

It came into my life like a bolt from the blue, A shock that woke me up and changed my point of view. Electricity coursing through my veins, The pulse in my blood, the light in the darkness, erasing all the pains. The heart can be a funny little thing, It beats for some and stops for others without warning. It showed me kindness, a rare and precious gift, Born from violence that made me so gentle, it uplifted my spirit. I always smile, but tears are not far away, A reminder of the storms that pass and leave me astray. You were angry, fists clenched and teeth chattering, And though not cruel, your words were like lightning striking. "I'm sorry, please come back," I begged, "Stay a moment longer, let me fix what's been wrecked. I know it's your fault, but I can make it right, I'm afraid you'll leave because you no longer love me tonight." Grief is a world of its own, and it feels like fear, A heavy emptiness that's hard to bear. But I'll le...

My love is like a lighthouse Guiding ships through the darkest night It serves as both a warning And a shelter from the storms in or out of sight For I twist clouds to bring the rain Ensuring your thirst is quenched And nothing quite compares to the beauty Of tears from a wretched soul  I became a poet to give voice To the emotions that reside within For I was never a polished gem Or someone's muse Just a rough stone, waiting to begin My love is not perfect Cause I was never taught But they come straight from my heart So with every verse, I hope to heal The wounds that keep us apart So let my love be the beacon That guides you to safe shores For in my arms, you'll find comfort And love that forever endures Will this make you stay? Or will you lie? Will you defy the stars? Or will you walk away? -Sruthi Nair If you have any suggestions, doubts or queries feel free to mention them in the comment box below. My poetry book ' Fires of Grief: A tale of transformation' is a...