Blisters on my palms,

Cant draw a smile on the brow.

Lips have forgotten their walk,

Weary they tread to words.

Nails etch on the skin,

Blood flows in a rhyme,

Deep scars, shallow pain,

Distracted by the wind’s chime.

A strand of hair,

Water in the eys.

A million suns take birth,

Sky follows benign.

Quiet, content within itself,

Lying is a lifeless sword.

Hidinh itf face under a cap,

Unless told, utters no word.

When shaken and asked,

Bout the moments of silence,

It stood up on the canvas,

And painted these words.

                                                                … Shiv.

Restless canoe on a calm sea,

Thats mind and soul to be.

Perseverance defines integrity,

Self belief elevates passion.

Truth only exists everywhere,

Rest is illusion we want to see.

With closed eyes we walk,

Our feet we cant even see.

Love exists within,

Otherwise trees wont stand,

Even after being cut.

Nor clouds hover after going dry.

There is no reason for air to be around,

We do no good to it.

Love is no give and take,

Its bliss; it exists; it alone persists.

Love is in no eyes, nor actions,

Its felt, it plants itself from soul to soul.

Make our souls fertile,

Let love flourish, let us be the fruit of it.

                                                                                ... Shiv.