The cradle

 

When in doubt,

I go back to 333031.

The love, the affection, unwavering,

After all this time, next to none.

 

I couldn’t help but revisit,

People who have shifted spaces.

But the respect showered, the attachment,

Mandate covering all places.

 

By the time I signed off,

I felt humbled, beyond words,

The humility, I now needed,

Some change was always on the cards.

 

The trio still goes strong,

Only on the periphery, changes occur.

On the inside, I get clarity,

On questions that recur.

 

I conclude, this space remains,

And the pursuit of love survives,

Beyond buildings and boundaries,

Beyond our ill-conceived notions of lives.

 

 

All this time?

 

Serve, all mortals must,

But something divine,

Must add worth to our lives.

Only the worthy are blessed,

With love that feels like bliss-

Which against all odds, survives.

 

Love can never be transacted,

Though, relations can go down that line,

My love marches on to the deathbed,

Never mattered, realities of life.

 

I have often revisited old times,

And also, the ones thereafter,

I have been to places,

Been with people, who couldn’t matter.

 

I am a non-conformist,

My love is forever, though,

My beliefs, my commitments,

Of all people, you must already know.

 

Unlike your revised, biased version,

I was always a practical man,

Ultra sorted,

Beyond limits of human imagination.

 

Sure, I was about you, always,

Just waiting for all your shells to break,

Time was never an issue, frankly,

I was forever, you knew it mate.

The last words exchanged,

Might have been the end of an era,

Dissipating in a moment,

All that ever was.

 

But here I stand,

In the midst of what remains,

Unwavering in my belief that,

In incorruptible hearts, love always sustains.

Because you must know,

I still feel the magic,

I felt in the beginning,

And I hope, you didn’t find a mimic.

On the other side of this world,

No matter what, I will find you someday,

But if you were always true,

Right here, I would ask you to stay.

Stubborn Love

Just as the automated door,

Was about to close,

I saw you, upfront almost,

But to look away, I chose.

 

I noticed those image-building lies,

Reflecting now in your eyes,

But I couldn’t overlook the pious grace,

Given away by that forever grim familiar face.

 

Your hastened breaths,

Through the crowd, I could hear,

I wonder, if the beats were audible,

Emanating from this resilient heart here, 

 

I was in the process of discarding,

Vestiges from my life,

But today, changes everything,

Including my fed-up mind.

  

I do not know how,

To come back to you again.

Unwarranted words spoken in the past,

Bridges washed away by ensuing pain.

 

Like you, I might have become too stoic,

But the tendency to nurture love, survives.

And I couldn’t help it anymore,

In your presence, a lot revives.

 

You must now know,

I seek nothing in return,  

Take one step towards me,

I will script the rest of the sojourn.

 

Having seen the real world, 

Do you not agree?

The only world that ever mattered, 

Was the one you built with me?

About Sigmas and "everyone else"

A supercilious bitch learns,

His own worth, his own true nature,

His true place,

And now knows his one true master.

 

He shall wear 'this' collar forever,

A reminder of his reprehensible sin,

Of standing up to “The Tamer”.  

Lies destroyed, all he ever built.

 

Never misconstrue the master’s humility,

For weakness,

It emanates from the true lordship,

That inside him resides.

 

How dare you,

Think of him as one of your own,

Ignorance- He can overlook,

Arrogance- You should have better known.

 

He easily forgives,

But you bitch shall be chastised for life.

The presumed aftertaste of his dick in your mouth,

Till your last breath, shall stay in your mind.