Woman

She is strong for her beloved,
Weak for love and affection,
Leaning on him in despair,
Holding on to him in failure!

Absorbing energy from him,
Totally believing him blindly,
Accepting him with no excuse,
Her man! Who leaves her not!

She is his strength and victory,
A prize to be proud of always,
A unique gift forever to protect,
And embrace at difficult times!

Kavitha Patchamalai

Stalker!

Hey stalker, I know you follow me,
In Facebook and other social media,
Read my posts daily and repeatedly,
Respond to my posts with silly posts!

Hope you got something to do,
Instead of stalking me all day long,
You can find what interests you,
And let go off me for heaven’s sake!

Wait! How do I know you stalk me?
Do I keep watching your moves?
Oh, we are sailing on the same boat!
Happy stalking buddy! Adieu.

Kavitha Patchamalai

Tears rolled down

How’s everything dear?
She said,” He passed away”.
I felt suffocated and a pain,
Struck my cord so sharp.

Saw him healthy a year back,
Took me an hour to shed tears,
As I felt sorry for my friend,
My dear most one, a clean soul!

Love her for just being unique,
And respect her for her dedication,
That kept her stay put till the end,
As he counted his days in pain!

Kavitha Patchamalai

Couch Potato

Could hear the birds chirping,
And the dogs barking loudly,
As I tried to get out of my bed,
Sensed silence inside the house.
Its weekend! Can be lazy,
And enjoy the days in silence,
Thinking about useless things,
Roaming inside the house!
Sitting idle sounds peaceful,
With no car honking in my ears,
Need not pick and drop anyone,
So I closed my eyes to sleep.

Kavitha Patchamalai

Bloody Mary

She keeps the buffoons next to her,
Plots against the straight minded,
Tries to put them on a strong leash,
If she fails, tricks them believe evil.

Acts to help them out of misery,
But keeps her aides around them,
Works hard behind them, slowly,
Pushing them to the verge of fall.

Selfish is she, cares to rise high,
Inhuman! not a human of course,
As you sow, so you reap is a saying,
That applies to the one that sinned.

Kavitha Patchamalai

An Angel

The devil inside him provoked him,
Made him an obsessive man of rage,
Lost all his savings in intraday trading,
Gave her a tough time, drove her mad.

She stood strong, changed him with love,
Then came the blow so strong to digest,
That he is dying slowly, losing himself,
Yet, she hoped a miracle might happen!

She, a pure soul worked with him,
He liked her for her humble nature,
Proposed and married her happily,
Seasons changed, so did he, cruelly.

Kavitha Patchamalai

I’m Clean

Was under the scorching Sun,
All day long, burning in heat,
I noticed a sudden change,
The Sky poured down on me.

I felt refreshed and clean,
As the rain washed the dirt,
Cursed her for driving me fast,
On any dusty road with no care.

She must be happy for the rain,
As she can sleep forgetting me,
Will jump in joy at my sight,
For the rain did her job so clean.

Kavitha Patchamalai