Strength! Where art thou?
Come and find me for I’m too weak
to look for you
Come from novel psychologies, Come
from diverse geographies
Come from mirthful smiles, Or Come
from loudest cries
Come from within or come without,
Come from mountains or from clouds
Come to me in solitude, Come to
me when I’m alone in crowd...
Come to me
From words I refuse to speak, through
walls of silence I relentlessly build
From tears that remain un-shed, from
possessions under the pillow on my bed
Through books I haven’t yet read,
from pale pages wherein I scribbled myself
From bournvita or from a cup of tea,
from four meals or Glucon-D
Strength, come to me!
Come to me
From saddest lines that Neruda wrote,
from prudent words that Coelho composed
From songs I’m scared to sing,
from a long distance telephone ring
From memories of the beautiful
past, from unknown future where possibility lasts
From part of my heart where anger
stimulates, from part of my brain where love rejuvenates
Strength, come to me!
For I really need a great deal of you!
Come to me
From revenge or challenges I was given, from dreams in childhood I had woven,
From genuine praises I receive, From God and religion that I conceive ,
From close companion who turned into a mere stranger
From fear,from hope, from awards, from danger..
Strength, come to me!
Come to me
From prayers offered in my name, from
dusk’s extinguishing flame
From mistakes I haven’t learnt, from
conscience that isn't burnt
From infinite thoughts I carry
along
From that far off place, where
there is no right, no wrong…
Strength, come to me!
Come to me from the lap of my
mother, and run your fingers through my hair
Come to me from arms of my
father, and hold me tight ‘round the shoulder
Come to me from words of my sister,
and pour wisdom in my air
Come to me from innocence of my brother,
and let inner child take the dare
Come to me from eyes of my lover,
and convey ‘I am always there’
Come to me from a dear friend,
the one whom I forgot, but she still cares!
Come to me when I’m sleeping and
sneak in through the window, silently
Or come when I’m too occupied
with work and do not even recognize you,
Or when I’m crying in shower, or when
I smile a lot
Or when I’m too mad, or when too quixotic or when I'm writing a paragraph
Come and stand beside me, kiss my
palms, gently rub my forehead,
Gather and glue together my broken
parts and withered pieces
Get inside me, dissolve in my
blood, and get absorbed in every cell
Unleash your power, fill the voids, be a link in between my breaths
And I’ll tie you to my soul ,and I'll lock you in my veins
Be my carrier, and I'll be a fighter
Be my carrier, and I'll be a fighter
Never shall I let you escape,
never....
Come to me for I’m too weak to let go, and too weak to hold on
I’m too weak to stand and stare, and too weak to move on...
Strength,Come to me!
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