A Cry

He abuses me
tears me
His words and touch
pierce me
My own home
turns a devil's ground
Even God's presence
Completely drowned
Mercy I cry
no one hears me
With sick manhood
he smears me
A place  of birth
Now filled with curse
A momentary desire 
I'm in Hades' Pyre
Everyday, 
A new death
endears me
His deed 
tears me
His word and touch
scares me
For once 
I was life
I dared death
But  now both
fear me

FREESPIRIT.....

In Love ... a Haiku

They are  in love  

         Now she is  an empress 

      And he is an emperor 

A German song..... Ich habe keine Ahnung

Was soll ich nur machen
hab doch alles versucht

fühle mich allein
Und Mag es nicht
einsam zu sein.

Jeder hat eine Antwort
Und Das geht mit nein

Was soll ich nur tun
Ich kann nicht mehr ruh'n.

Ich hab keine Ahnung
Ich hab keine Ahnung

Täglich kämpfe
ich einen Krieg

bin mein eigener Feind
In diesem Land.

Ich suche nach Hilfe
Die Welt hat verneint.

Was soll ich nun machen
Ich hab keine zeit.  

Ich habe keine  Ahnung
Ich habe keine Ahnung

FS und BP

Metamorphosis

Her refined words
Sway in her walk
Her playfulness
Her calming fragrance
Her soulful touch
Her cuckoo's voice
Around her the noise 

Came to standstill

The new life bloomed
She vivified with elation
Her touch become sacred
Her voice sing the same song
Adorned the same fragrance
she played, played with  one
And she heard the one

From a cheerful damsel
To a devoted  soul
She turns into a new leaf

She assumes a new role
She flies  high and above
As  she falls in Love

Freespirit Juneja

Prey and predator

Prey and predator 

Courtesy   www.pointsincase.com and Google

 

I'm her prey
She claimed
No vengence
No penance
Ready to pounce
Unaware of me
With a growing thought
She won't  renounce
Wearing  a wicked smile
Throwing a  fiery  glance
She pounced 
Held me with her claws
how victorious she felt
And she wondered
Her prey will melt
The victory  was sweet
Lasted  a few feet.
Prey became predator
Here she fell beneath
Like a losing gladiator.
The  fight  ended
And the love sparkled....


Freespirit Juneja

A TRIBUTE TO MY TEACHER

 



Closed eyes
A dark world
I rushed
I jumped
I ran amok
In the wicked world
Search my way
All in vain
I cried  aloud
Befriended  pain
A hand held me
Peace embraced 

He opened  my eyes
With a gush of wind
My tears dried
All I could see
A clear blue sky
Holding his hand 
I ran again
I jumped  again
Summoned the sky
To my domain 

He is not God

He is not divine

To him ,

God couldn't undermine

He is my life's elixir

He is my preacher

Yes,  he is my teacher

Freespirit Juneja