The Raw me - As mystery unfolds

Last week I walked the windy, cold sea, My mind begging me to stay back just one more day. I did not want to taste a freedom I feared I might never hold again. Yet the moment I went, I stood still, facing the horizon, Thinking of a life, of a handful of people Who seemed to know happiness so naturally. Take me out— Of this quiet ache, this waiting heart. When waves kissed my feet for nearly an hour, Tears slipped through my eyes— Not knowing whether they belonged to joy or pain. Joy, for meeting a few beautiful souls, And among them, a brother. Three days— Brief, deep, unforgettable. Three days I will always remember. -Chippy Mohan

In a land so far from home, where the seas whisper low,   A little girl wandered, lost in a world she didn’t know.   The colors were strange, the faces all new,   Her heart ached for the place where the skies were her hue. She remembered the fields where she used to play,   The lullabies sung at the end of the day.   But now in Kanyakumari, with fear in her chest,   She searched for a smile, for a place to rest. Auto drivers saw her, their eyes filled with care,   A child out of place, with a lost, lonely stare.   The word spread like fire, through the towns and the streets,   Until the news reached the ears that so longed for this beat. On the second day, a miracle so sweet,   Her parents appeared, their hearts skipping a beat.   Tears flowed like rivers, washing away the fear,   As they held her close, whispering, “We’re here, we’re here.” She buried her face in the ...

In the stillness of the night, when shadows softly creep,   A fear takes hold within me, pulling me from sleep.   Daddy’s breath was heavy, his heart caught in its strife,   And in that fleeting moment, I feared for his life. I am their only daughter, no sister, no brother near,   And in that fragile silence, my heart trembled with fear.   What if the world took them, left me on my own?   In the vastness of this life, how would I be grown? I imagine days without them, a life too hard to bear,   Without their loving voices, without their tender care.   Mom’s gentle words, Dad’s strong embrace,   A world without them feels like an empty place. I close my eyes and wish so deep, from the core of my soul,   That they live far longer than me, that they never grow old.   For I’d rather walk alone into the unknown,   Than face this world without them, my heart, my home. So sta...

In the quiet of the night, where shadows softly fall,   I sit alone, where once there were voices, now just a hollow call.   The earth took more than ground beneath, it tore apart my heart,   In the landslide’s cruel embrace, my world was torn apart. Mama’s laughter, soft and warm, now echoes in the past,   Papa’s gentle, steady hands, I felt their touch last.   My sister’s smile, a guiding light, now lost beneath the clay,   In one swift, merciless moment, they were all swept away. I search the skies for answers, but the stars give no reply,   Just silent, distant twinkling in a cold, unfeeling sky.   The mountains stand like sentinels, indifferent to my pain,   They hold my dearest in their grasp, under the fallen rain. I cry out to the heavens, but my voice is lost in wind,   No arms to hold me close, no solace can I find.   The world is full of strangers now, in a home I don...

 I love you, though I struggle to convey, For eight long years, I've hoped and prayed. In that office where we once worked side by side, During midnight breaks, my heart couldn't hide. Passing by your cigarette-scented air, Where you stood, unaware of my silent stare, I cherished those moments, though you were distant, Dreaming of a day when words would be insistent.

 In the shadows of the moonlit night, Where whispers linger, soft and light, She hopes he'll share what's in his heart, Yet he remains, reluctant to start. Her gentle plea, a heartfelt call, Encouraging him to break love's thrall, To reveal the depths he hides inside, In hopes their love won't be denied. Oh, tender soul, she softly cries, Let love's sweet song break through the night, In whispers soft as twilight's glow, Through words that dance on evening air, My heart reveals what words don't show, A silent vow, a tender prayer.