For Sarah

Sarah Lamar King  your photo, shows a special woman. And the more your capacity to feel pain the more sensitive resilient and enriched as a human being you are.

When I look at you
What I see
Are courage strength and dignity
A mother goddess
Is eternally beautiful
She remakes the heart
From love and wisdom
Those who attempt to break it
Are her court of fools...
....
What is joy?
But a resolution of our mind
Travails of humankind to it are
a speaking foil
A perspective that's in itself a balancing act
That steels determination in our tender human hearts
To rise above and beyond the material and embrace
Swear to live through and by
Whatever may befall
Beat on brave heart
We will not falter our pace.

(c) Amrita Valan 2017

People Power

People Power. 😊

People are born
People grow up
People grow old
But they want to
Stay young.

But young is not
A date of birth
Young is a state of heart

People grow up
They do what they wish
People like to feel
They're not on a leash

But freedom is not
License to kill
Freedom is a matter of minded will

People grow old
People grow bold
Wielding authority
Is now a lifetime's lease

But authority is not mind control
No one is your little Barbie doll
Go and ask your little girl
She'll cross her heart
And tell you all
Her soul.

People stay young
When they learn to be honest
Simple as a child
That's. Always best.

My heartaches grow too tired and old
Threw them out
Long time ago
There's no need
To cultivate the weed
Wild child flowers
Shall always grow
Willy nilly
Through the crack on the
Window pane
Live life
Like a vivid dream
Or a labor of love
It's not all about duty
Or Brute strength
Nor lies and deception
It's never that
sick old game.

People don't die
They just grow young
Smaller and smaller
They shrink out of their
Dress robes and collars
And the ones who shoot straight
They boomerang
Back so far
By midnight we'll see some
Cool baby super stars.

(c) Amrita Valan 2017

For Those We Love And Lost And Will Meet Again And Again...

One day we will be free
All our trillion souls
Emptied of the inheritance of flesh
Of heavy steps
And hearts of lead.

One day we will
Remove the shackles of age
And Time that separates
Us from our beloved
Will become vast open doors
Through which
Only love and Light
Will shine.

One day we will be free
Soaring to highest peaks
Of chill icicles cheek
And ecstasy's pristine creek

One day we will
Mingle and merge with clouds
Wear sunlight upon the dream
That was the sleeping mind

One day
Music will cease to hurt
Music will never stop
Ourselves shall be
Rhythmic frequency
An universe
Inside out
Of serendipity.

One day
We will arrive
At every point
In space and time
All at once
And back again
Knowing
Of this
There's no doubt.

And for nothing
Shall we pine
When you and I
And our own true loves
Shall merge in
Love divine.

Truth alone exists
This life canned within
Five senses,
Is only the final mist.

One more day
We shall bear with pain
Till in joy we laugh
Again
And hold its hands
In trust
Pain becomes a gift
A wondrous cross
When we rise above
Our past.

Everyone  is invited,
Within and
Without

You and I
Are just positions
We take,
To connect anew
In novel ways,
And then
When all the ways are done
We redeem our lives
By letting go
The you and me
Becoming Us
Forevermore
Endlessly.

Forever to
Be free.

One day you shall heal
One day will reveal
One day so profound
All we lost
Are found

There's no end
No parting
No end
No starting
Everyone always was
And everything always is
Caterpillar to butterfly
And then ...
Past perfected futures
...
Present continuous bliss.

(c) Amrita Valan 2017

Yellow roses

Yellow roses
In the afternoon
The world dozes
In weary trance
Sunlight springs of diamond bursts
Flashing sabres and flaming swords
Metallic glints the blue asphalt roads.

I'm ready to go now,
Already I'm on the move,
Through the garden path
Of your untimely woes,
The uneasy death of intimacy
Unearned income
That I must release.

Your verandah trellises
Drooping, with yellow roses,
And honey dripping
Gleaned off the golden sun
The afternoon showers
Of false surmise
The crippling cream
Of exposed lies,
That dazzles away
Gold dappled dreams
Like tawny curtains drawn over
Topaz and moonstone
Monstrous eyes
Yellow roses hideous reticence  hide
False stories
Traveller pack your lies.

A soft sense
Of something unsaid
Of some answer lost
In the back drafts
Of Alzheimer mind
Yes we forget
To prevent disease
Remembrance
The sharpest scythe
Of human kind.

Onto the flawed and thorny
Path
Out through the left of
Rust Worn garden gate
One last hubris look
For a sepia photograph
For my insane mind.

What do I see?
Except a bland world
Of yellow roses
On half drawn blinds.

Over and over again
You'll follow me
Unknowingly we bade goodbye
You'll look hard through corners
Of tear laden eyes
The insane curve of
The road of empty lies.

And forever and far away
In my own time capsule
I will see you sway
And dream of lazy
Hazy afternoons
Where all lies have fled
To the trickster moons
Of yesterdays.

And then, time 'tis, to say goodbye
Upon the blood horizon
Of sinking life,
When, I will I think, spy again
Your elegant roses
Immaculate poses
flinching, wary fearful
faces.

Till the end of time
Fearful coquettish
In the light.

(c) Amrita Valan 2017

My Love Song

Your face is
My bouquet of pastel hues
Your smile is my sliver of crescent moon
Your eyes shed flowers from paradise
In them, there are no lies or vice.

Your mind is like a waterfall
Of compassion and care
From heights so tall,
Sometimes I glimpse
The mysteries of the universe
When you smile at me
And speak your heart.

Your hands glove mine
Like second skin
In your arms
I am no
Separate being
I come alive
Like your craziest dream
My darling one,
Are you truly everything?

That's good and dear
And pure and clear
God's soft sunshine
And deepest diamond mines

A book of poetry
Etches in my heart
You're my whole world
In each blessed part.

I wear you my love
In bright vermillion
I wear you out
With inexplicable love
And watch you alight
Like love's prey in my eyes
And renew your own
In my love's light.

We're each to each
The other half
And Thank you
For all our travails
Are of the past

Love does it always
Though we don't know
How or when and where,
It has its way with us,
The last word
It belongs to love,
Whether lovers be
Ever so near
Or far.

You recede where I
Can no longer see
With eyes, like starlight
From a billion
Light years ago
I receive all your
Ancient mysteries
And my inner eyes build
The ethereal church of life
The heart of your Kingdom
Where I shall thrive.

Shuddering alone
In the sopping rain
What exhilaration flows
Through my trembling veins
On such a clouded day as this
You cover up my soul
With your eternal bliss

(c) Amrita Valan 2017

Funny Verse

I am sad but you are sadder
You are bad but I am
Bad-der? 😕
If you don't get me
You'll be gladder
Thank you for not
Getting any madder.

Let's fly up on wings of flight
Yes you heard me
Boy that's right
I don't believe in wings of light
Upstroke downstroke
Only feathers  might
Carry us through
Never say Neverland
Hollow bones
And boat shaped man.

Jesus descended
A star is born
So over Bethlehem
A bright beacon shone

Connect the dots
And read all the signs
Today's miracle
Might be
Tomorrow's science

Upstroke downstroke
Parry on
Man is an ape
But also,
Adam's son.

Beguiled was he
A fool in love
Pretty Eve
Should have asked
The Holy Dove

And not that talking serpent
Standing just so
Never that forked tongued
Scaly fellow.

Perhaps you think
You are Hanuman
Prove it monk
Leap across oceans
If you can fly
Un Winged unhinged
Monkey
You can grow a tail
I'll pin it for free.
There was a tribe in the forest
Called the Va-naras
Get the joke do, you
Literal Naras?

So some say they built a bridge
Some say a bridge exists
Some pin their hope and faith on it
But It's not on my bucket list .

The last word
I must say this
Let's part in peace.
You believe what you want
Don't laugh at me please.

😜

Lily of the valley

My lily of the valley
So tenderly does droop
Prettily she conquers
As gently she stoops

I captured invisible fairies
Under her bell shaped caps
Snowy white and Rosy hued
As their slender wands they tap

Tap tap against the green veins
Of lustrous dewy leaves
The droplets are a flying
From invisible cupid lips.

As they trill with laughter
And from lily vines entwine
A throne, a crown a basket
Of verdure so divine.

Oh! my  lily of the valley
So delicately fragile
Hanging heads, like Christmas bells
I shall kiss you with a smile.

Keep on your caps
My bashful belles,
So timorous you sway!
I shan't tie you in a posy,
Nor shall take you away.

But leave god's adornments
Where they suit best
Nor tamper with heaven's deathly nest
Of scarlet berries, fruitful fatal parts,
Never meant for human hearts.

Enchanting lady of the  deathly night
Soft fleshy pink and ghastly white
I will not miss what I hold so dear,
Such fragrance have I learnt to fear.

Blossoming pain of hallowed Madonna
Who could hardly bear to see
Her bleeding son, gift of God above
Come to set mankind free

Sent to earth to comfort a mother's heart
Each drop she shed a flower
None can pluck sweetest lily bud
Each, a weeping woman's tear.

How can I trifle or try to take?
The corrosive tears of Eve's heartbreak.
Remain always demure in diffident dreams
lily of the valley  in muted hues of cream
Delicate, chaste and pure, you bow your head
Till the Lamb returns,
A Lion from the dead.

And mother's heart once more
Shall be renewed
By precious lilies on wreath
Of thorns imbued.

(c) Amrita Valan 2017