Rishika Jalali

Edition XXXI

Keepers of the Night - by Rishika Jalali (Photo by Ryan Holloway)Photo credit: Ryan Holloway

Keepers of the Night

By Rishika Jalali

Keepers of the night
wherever you may roam
on stranger’s tides or unknown roads

Walking into the calm tornadoes
looking for the Vanilla sky
wandering barefoot into the desert
searching for an honest lie

Scarlet trees that run deep within
trying to reach for the Ivory moon,
withered fingers tracing the journey on your skin;
often met with some open wounds

But they say you are the Orion soul,
the owner of an arduous heart
but little do they know
what sets your soul apart

You are the keeper of the night
and no one will ever know,
but this I promise to you,
those tired feet will find their way home


Edition XXXIV

The Lullaby - by Rishika Jalali  (Photo by Peroculus).jpgPhoto credit: Peroculus

The Lullaby

By Rishika Jalali

from the soft hues of the mountains
comes the faint melody of a lullaby

the zephyr whispers a little secret
the birds sing about an aching heart nearby

as I wade through the calm waters
waiting for my tears to dry

the cold breeze filling my lungs
a whirlpool of grief echoing inside

I struggle to free my silver strands
entangled in the wind’s cold fingers

my thoughts are scattered over the pellucid surface
my wistful vision still moistened

and as I turn around to break away
from the songs that I hear from far away

a loud thump comes from within
a silent wail begs me to stay

the sky is now a deep indigo
the stars have merged with the heavens above

down below is the city of the heavenly mirage
where the lovers long for the moonlit love

everything now looks tranquil and sublime
the soft hues have faded away with time

and as my beating heart comes to rest
the melancholy overflows from within my chest

and the grief that was trapped deep inside;
echoes all around and in these mountains it resides. 


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