Counting blessings!

Splotches of dirt,
Neat crisp shirt,
Crumpled to ruins.
Shreds of fabric,
Missing.

The black shoes,
Turned all brown;
Socks with holes,
Toes protruding,
Shameless.

Disheveled hair,
Streaks of mud,
Hardened grime,
Sticking allover,
Slimy.

Spots of blood,
Splattered all over,
Blackened eyes,
And bruised arms,
Sore.

Exasperated, I stand,
Cursing the heavens.
Holding him close,
Anger and despair,
Welling in.

"Why, oh why, do you,
Create such troubles,
For you and me?"
I ask loud, outright,
Sighing.

And he grins, sprightly,
The little face, blushing red.
In all innocence, he pouts,
"Oh, mom! the game was neat,
I smashed a goal!"

And I can't help, but laugh,
At the cherubic smile,
Animatedly he goes on,
Chattering of what-not!
And I smile.

And, I smile,
Counting my blessings,
A one and two, and three, and ....!

My doppelganger

Lady, I wonder out aloud,
What is it in me,
That ain't in thou?
Contempt breeding,
Vanity, a fake attire,
You don.

Cross dressed emotions,
You lather up,
In all merry foams.

Bitter, each word you utter,
Yet well cloaked,
In layers of chicanery.

Grievous sins, on my proof sheet,
Red inks, of each tort-
I stare on, at you.
Lady, why don't thou leave?
Leave me alone,
And, let me be.

Faux pas, a bit too many,
Letting you thrive,
I count my err, to no consolation.

Reigning in me, all along,
Bad blood, of living ,
And, paying the pittance now.

Lady, why don't thou leave?
Glide away, from me,
Into thy new prey.
Let me break free, from you,
Cutting through my veins,
Let the blood spill.

Trusting, alter ego of mine, to be shed off,
I look in close, at my reflection, stark-
Twisted smile, excruciating, she flashes.

Lady, thou still dwell in me, oh , why?
When all I long is to be me, oh, me!

Shhh, just listen...

Shhh, just listen:

Ask me tonight,
What you long to hear of.
Tell me tonight,
What you wish to ease off.

A journey undertaken,
Together,
In all its purity.

I wish to be a part-
Of all your dreams,
Every single thought,
The faded memories,
Ever gnawing hurts,
Hidden passions,
Gory secrets,
Everything,
In you,
Of you.

Ask me not, why I do love,
For, the day I find the very answer,
My love would cease to exist.

Permeating into the vast expanse,
Volatile dreams and effervescent love,
I hold on, fearing to let go.

Tonight, just let me in,
To open the gashes,
Embalm the love.

Just be there, with me,
And I promise you the world.