Shail’s Nest

I lay down my arms
The battle is lost
My allies are gone
I am left all alone
Hope was butchered
Spontaneity maimed
Dreams taken prisoners
Optimism retired hurt
A wry laughter rings
Pessimism sings
You win I lose
No need for coups
All that was mine
Is now yours
Why leave them behind
Take also these tears…

-Shail Mohan (June 2009)
Reposted from shail-mohan blogs @sulekha.com

I have lost something
Can you find it for me??
Looked for it everywhere
But found it nowhere!!
Close to myself
Never out of my sight
Away from prying eyes
I had hidden it so well.
Misused and battered
Injured and hurt
wounded and damaged
marred and impaired,
was the way I found it
when I lost it before.
Since then have I kept it
locked and away
from any who [...]