Friday, May 06, 2011

Poem: What do you see?

What do you see 
When you look at me?
Can you see through
My vain attempts
At concealing
My uncertain
Faltering courage?
Can you sense
How I seek
Despite every rational 
Bone in my body?

What do you see 
When you look at yourself?
Do you see as I see
Your every vulnerability?
The story unfolding 
Before my eyes
In so many unspoken

Do I really know you
As well as I do
Without ever knowing you?
My soul like a sponge
Absorbs every imagined emotion
Twists and turns with you
For no reason other than
You remind me of me
Not so long ago

Can the universe 
Really be
Such a small space?

(c) VedicVerses (Rucha Gokhale)

Poem: Vulnerable

Not old but not so young
Experienced now
Mature perhaps
Been there done that
More to do
But have a game plan now
No blindfolds, no rose tinted glasses
Proven strengths
Known weaknesses
Not a quitter
Learned when to give up
Bruises earned
Knowledge reaped
Game-face on
Playbook at the ready
Prepped to take on
The next challenge...

And yet
The heart is so

(c) VedicVerses (Rucha Gokhale)

Thursday, May 05, 2011

Poem: The Great Escape

Run, run, run
She tells me to run
Pull a turtle
Hide in your shell
Dig, dig, dig
Bury your head in the sand
Fly, fly, fly
Oh fly away

Sing, sing, sing
Sing your lonely tunes
Cry, cry, cry
Cry in your room
Flee, flee, flee
Looks like a rough road ahead
Be, be, be
Anyone but you

Sniff, sniff, sniff
I wipe my face on my sleeve
Swish, swish, swish
Dust off the lint from my skirt
Clap, clap, clap
Urge my spirits to lift
Crush, crush, crush
Crush thoughts of defeat

Turn, turn, turn
Face the girl in the mirror
Flex, flex, flex
See how her muscles flex!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh
Breathe in resolution
Hold, hold, hold
I give myself a hug

Love, love, love
Think of them that love me
Call, call, call
Even the voicemail is a friend
Think, think, think
Of the goofy smiles and happy times
Win, win, win
This battle inside my head

Far, far, far
Her voice now sounds far away
Fade, fade, fade
Let the ache fade to naught
Run, run, run
At the door that locked me in
Free, free, free
I make my great escape

(c) VedicVerses (Rucha Gokhale)

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Poem: Commitment

Asked the flower to the bee:
Remember the promise you gave to me?
Have you ever made a promise
That you could really keep?
No excuses and no games
No weepy stories, nothing lame
Just a promise, that you did keep?

With a smirk, said the bee:
Such commitment is not for me
My happy spirit, must be free
To fall in love
To see the world
To dream many dreams
To be a wanderer

Commitments are contracts
With unsaid terms
You may change them
At any given turn
A fork in the road
May justify
A broken promise or
A horrendous lie
Then will you pay the price
For a broken heart or for love's demise?

My simple truth
Is all I have to give
Call it commitment
If it helps you believe

Bidding adieu to the flippant bee
Smiled the flower knowingly
Tethered they were in some mysterious way
That would bring the bee back the very next day

(c) VedicVerses (Rucha Gokhale)