Spring

Winter let Spring in
In colours of longing-
This joyous guest
Kissed amidst the chaos
A lonely dew- uninterrupted.
I tire of my soul's winter
And along the little alleyways-
Of my guarded, jealous heart
You danced your way in.
Without ever saying-
Please may I?
Your limpid gaze- yielding
And yet so unyielding.
Your beauty-fragile
And yet so powerful.
There is Spring in you-
In your very being,
In the warmth of your voice.
For every timeless second
I held my breath-enchanted-
Winter found her Spring.

Free

Why is my darkness so dark?
And my light so careless?
The loves that I set free
From myself, far away
They keep calling me
A mad selfish whore.
Where are those silver butterflies
That fluttered delicately once
Deep inside my nothingness-
Setting me free with their flight?
Why are my thoughts so thoughtless
And my meaning so meaningless?
Free me from my freedom
For it enslaves me.