SUNDAY

I sit on the grass

On a pleasant Sunday evening

Just like we always did

It was my most favourite thing

We would lie down on the grass

We would draw out all the clouds

“Oh that looks like an elephant!”

I would squeal out loud

You would tell me how

The sky is the best canvass on earth

And we would make up stories

Of fairies and horses and birds

I wrote all those down daddy

To give you a surprise

Mom walked in all teary

She hugged me oh so tight

I asked her, “where’s daddy”

But all she did was cry

As I sit here every Sunday

The wet grass tickling my neck

I know you are with me daddy

On that cloud shaped like a deck

Now I don’t see all those animals

We used to see before

I know you drawing those clouds

To surprise me more and more

I read to you my stories

Till the sky turns black from blue

Mommy always looks worried

I wish she could see you too

I look forward to Sundays

As every week begins

To tell you another story

I know you love to listen

No matter what I do

I go far away somewhere

I will know it is a Sunday

When I see the cloudy deck up there.

Scream

The things I want to say

Are bottled up inside

I couldn’t cork them up

As much as I tried

It’s like my heart

Is screaming out to you

To make you hear it clear

Is all I want to do

The storm is coming on

I try to fight the thunder

The noise is so loud

Will you hear me ever, I wonder

The screams are getting shrill

It’s impossible to carry on

I only wake up to failure

At every glimpse of dawn

I keep getting these dreams

You are standing beyond a mist

And I am screaming, unheard

Now I try to find the gist

I know you can hear me

But I know you can’t listen

So I’ll wait for the storm to calm

And wait till the sun has risen

I will say all I have to

And fall in your sweet embrace

I will thank god a million times

For chasing the mist away

But...

How did I get here

Who led the way

I fell laughing in your arms

Only just yesterday

I’m in this cobweb place

It gets scary in the night

I can see you but

You are standing on the other side

There is sunlight

But it’s not the good kind

There are stars

But a dark scary cloud behind.

I try to reach you

But the doors are all locked

I can see you through the glass,

Unmoved , standing on the rock

I try to find the keys

Bang the doors for hours

I try to break the windows

Try pulling at the bars

I sit down and cry

I have lost all my guard

My heart is up and pumping but my brain is all charred

I won’t lose hope

My efforts will never cease

I will keep my search on

Till I find those keys

But for that there is one thing

I definitely need

I need you to keep saying

That you believe in me

Gun to my head

Gun to my head baby, not yours

Please just accept me with all my flaws
I would do anything to get one look
Show me some love for all the time you took

If you could just care for a minute I would heal

If you could just hold me for while you’ll feel
My racing heart beats trying to catch up with you
Spare me a glance baby don't be so cruel

I’m laying my heart right here on your porch

All day all night I wait, baby have some remorse

To have a moment in your soft warm arms

To swing you around at the big prom dance
To shower you with all the love in the world
Give me a chance to show that you're my girl

I have done flowers n chocolates n every nice thing

I have done so much n yet you don't see my suffering
If not a bucketful have at least a tear to shed
Devoid of your love m dying, gun to my head