A Silent Confession

Word, spoken out of context,
and stone aimed at an enemy
would do equal harm.
But, which one do more?
The word or the stone?
Perhaps, the word; I felt.
Why?
The word unintended
would bleed one’s heart.
Since medicines can heal wounds
on one’s body, stone would do less harm.
But, heart remains bled
until soothing words turn to it.
I was caught, many times, by
hearts bleeding and words glaring at me.
I knew, I was the culprit
and thus felt like loosing my strength.
I sat meditating with a secret wish
of getting my figure lost
and be vanished into thin air.
Struggling to fight with the darkness around,
I dreamt of my words reaching wounded hearts.
But, the self sitting inside, ask me now,
Would these hearts ever turn to me?

The Power of Alphabet

I knew the power of alphabet
When I uttered firstly in my life
I was a kid then
Even now I feel as if I am a child.

When I sat before a teacher
She gave me enough to chew
Even after years of great struggle
I look at it bewildered

When I held the first text-book in hand
I had a huge task set out
Even at the turn of its millionth page
I feel as if I’ve reached nowhere.

I know the power of alphabet
When it comes out from the inner self
I feel the power of alphabet
When they take my emotions to flight.

I feel as if I am lost in the wilderness
Of a dark forest
When my thoughts are not elated by
The feather touches of it.

I find my soulmate coming nearer
When I sit in the shadow of tranquility
I wish I could remain in eternal peace
Embracing my sole mate forever.