"Spirit"

These tears will not fall

This spirit will not buckle

blade of grass braving a storm

Inconsequential…. this little life

a design billions of years old….

why would I care for a weeping heart

one day I will die...wont matter if I cried

a leaf falling off a tree…don’t matter.. coz its free

don’t crave for better things

or a different life…

Won’t fight myself…

This one chance I have, I give, I love

----Megha

Wow its been more than 3 months since I've written ANYTHING on my blog....thats not to say that i havent been writing....it mostly wasnt polished enough or yeah whatever

"Rebellion"

Can't be tied down
Can't just walk around
Hands behind my back
Swimming through quicksand
Chains on my feet
Sometimes it hurts to be me

Want to start running
Walk on water and take off
Just dont want to belong
Dont want your time on me
Cant see where my heart is
Or dont like what my eyes are seeing

I'm not a pretty flame
Here to light you up
I won't just burn and die
But I'm going out soon
Bursting into a blaze
Making sun and moon

Dont amuse yourself
Feel the flutter with me
Dare to take wing
Touch me...come touch me....burn with me
----Megha