Colours of Creativity

When your dull life dispirits you,

When your fervour, decays and turns blue.

Pick up the crayons of creativity; splash it with hues

Of your ideas. So that, to yourself you remain true.



Let Red unleash your intrepidity,

Use Yellow to summon your inner energies,

Apply Green to display your undiscovered efficacy,

But, White to preserve your innocuous purity. 



Allow Purple to show how exceptional you are,

Orange to flaunt your uniqueness from far,

And Pink to help heal even the most putrid scars,

But above all, don’t forget to listen to your heart. 



© Darshana Mehta

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I choose to…


So many things to cry about,

Yet I choose to smile.

So many things to stay back for,

Yet I choose to go the extra mile.

So many things that still remain,

Yet I choose the ones yet to come.

So many things, festering, like open wounds,

Yet I choose to stay numb. 

So many things have wronged me in the past,

Yet I choose to keep an open heart.

So many daggers in my back,

Yet I choose a virtuous path. 



© Darshana Mehta

Ms. Curiosity


Oh look! There she goes,

The fantastic – Ms Curiosity.

The one who has challenged

Our intellect, since eternity.

Go thank her for her

Bequests upon humanity.

Made us wonder; made us

Think and rise above tangibility.

Fathomed our ruminations,

Tested our dexterity.

Caused us to explore,

Gave birth to visionaries,

Picked us from our tedious lives,

Propelled us into a world called Possibility.


©Darshana Mehta

SHE


Squinting through 

The veil of traditions,

She saw

What the world 

Never wanted

Her to see.


A realm 

Full of

Possibilities, 

Waiting for her

If only she

Breaks free.


Him first,

They always told her

To think. 

Kept her aches aside

Found happiness

In his glee.


Never thought

That she 

Was someone.

Could be

More than a wife or 

A mother of three.


But now

That she knows

She won’t

Let herself

Bend

Her knee. 


She wants

To be 

Someone,

And not 

Just 

Somebody’s,


To break through 

The chains 

Of false

Emotions and customs

And be what she

Wants to be.



© Darshana Mehta



The Wild Horse

Because I am a wild horse, 

Till when can you stop me?

From running free…

From breaking every fence, 

You build for me.

Capture me,

Bind me, 

Whip me,

But you will never be able to stop me, 

From thinking,

From believing.

I’ll run, 

Wherever my heart takes me, 

Breaking every fence, you build for me.



© Darshana Mehta

Serenity

One…Two…Three…


The hours tick by,

I close,

My weary eyes,

But then I see, hers,

Looking back at me,

Now, how dare I sleep?


Inside and outside,

Darkness fills me,

The sound of her breath,

Comes floating back to me,

But no, 

It’s just the night,

Mocking my anxieties.


Watching that lonely star,

Fade away,

As the light crept,

It’s way,

Slowly, dissolving,

The misery,

I had embraced. 


Now, she dare not think,

Of going anywhere,

She’s mine to kiss,

Mine to stare.

None understand my desperation,

I’ll guard her forever,

What could cause our separation?


“I’ll build you a palace! 

You’ll be my queen!”

What not had I said,

To keep her with me.

Stupid girl!

Won’t listen,

To me.


Wanted her forever,

But she refused to stay,

Pulled her close,

Didn’t let her run away.

“Will hurt only for a moment”, I whispered, 

She struggled,

As I strangled her.


Now, she sleeps,

Right next to me,

Neither moving,

Nor breathing.

Her face,

Beautiful as ever,

Serene.



© Darshana Mehta