She Breathes

By Kumar Harsh

She slowly breathes life into me,

The otherwise mundane,

Decapitated meaning of rhyme,

Brings me news of places I had left,

In utter jittery, callousness of that time,

Carries me sometimes, pushes me the other,

The chains that bound my valleys of lime,

She surely knows her way around the rough edges,

Some of her and even of mine,

It’s hard I tell her when she inquires,

My head down, the weight of the unknown,

That shrivels my nails,

And burn my sky dry,

I sometimes look into her eyes,

For they sing me a sweet melody,

Bravo! my heart shouts,

The hands clap in applause,

And I lay down,

In her lap,

As she covers the sun,

With an eclipse golden,

Like a river that sobs through the agitating night....

By Kumar Harsh