Touch me Not

Touch me not;
As I will droop,
and loose my strength.
Touch me not;
As I cannot tolerate,
the heat and storm.
Touch me not;
As I am tender,
and can't be hurt.
Touch me not;
As I am sensitive,
and can't bear sorrow.
Touch me not;
As I will close,
my eyes to eternity.
Touch me not;
is my defence too,
But not to overthrow
your arrogance.

Jocasta;the tragic being

I am Jocasta,the Grecian lady,
who underwent all miseries.
I am the mother;who
became wife of own son.
I am the grandmother;who
gave birth to grandchildren.
I am the Theban lady,who
was the wife of an immature king,
who kidnapped legacy of Elis.
I was the womb;
who carried the swollen foot,
and his offsprings too.
I am the queen;
who hanged myself.
And I am Jocasta,the being
who underwent all sufferings
an earthly apparition could have.

Proud to be a widow

O my love!where were you,
when our baby took birth?
O my love!Where were you,
when our house filled with light?
O my love!
You were in the battleground;
fighting for our nation,
when we were in festive mood.
O my love!you were not by my side,
And now I wiped off my bindi too.
But I won't cry,as you are a martyr.
O my knight,your sleepless nights,
And relentless work made us safe.
And when you lose your life too,
I can spread your valour to our baby.
And your contended wife is;
proud to be your widow,
and will be mother of a soldier too.

Told Tales

When I walked through the alleys
in the morning time,
I saw the black monster;
And it tried to cross the road,
I became desperate soon.
Then I saw a man with axe
And found it a bad omen.
Then I saw dog barking profusely,
I felt disappointed too.
I heard tales of,
black cat,armed man,barking dog...
But I can't find good or bad.
The tales are more to annoy,
But I came back safe through alleys.

Alexander from the grave

I conquered the five oceans,
And settled my empire;
in the seven continents.
Jewels overflooded my treasury,
And I banished all treachery.
I embellished my throne with gems,
And I entertained  myself.
If I am alive today,
I may conquer Cyladia too.
And be the Emperor of world.
When I was alive,
I heard many cries;
But defeated my woes.
I beheaded many scholars,
and made philosophers to exile.
I was a great emperor,
But defeated by mosquito.
Now I lay here in this soil
With open hands.
And you can see,
Nothing is left in my hands.

Valsan

Seived flour,
mixed with sweet;
tarnished with coconut;
and wrapped in a leaf,
burnt in fire,
to have as a snack.
Served by mom
with love in a plate.
I ate it with tea,
And I know its valsan.

From my sickbed

I lay on my bed,
with intense pain,
eating pills and fruits.
I stared at my four walls
And watched the roof with pain.
I slept for long hours
And saw many dreamlands;
as I was hallucinated.
I was frenzied;
But relentless to drink water,
I lay on my bed with thoughts
But was eager to go out
As I was bored away
But was in my sickbed,
unable to go out too.

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