My Dear

Pungent and heavy

Are the dreams built on lies

Deceiving and eerie

Are the minds that work behind

We aren’t pawns

In a game larger than ourselves

We aren’t puppets

In a world built on what’s unfair

Make a name for yourself, they said

Make your family proud

But a name I already have

It’s the one that stand out in a crowd

Tainted souls make for poor leaders

And wishful sheep herd along

But the wolf lives in my mirror

Your downfall won’t make a sound

Don’t worry about me

Or what I might do with my life

Worry about yourself, honey

Because falls exist, but first comes pride

I don’t expect you to understand

The thinking that comes with being great

Don’t let mediocrity bring you down

It’s written in the lines of your fate

So the next time you come around

Just know you’re not welcome here

For my circle is my sacred place

And you’re too tarnished, my dear

- Diya Vasuraj - 

The Same Goodbye

Sometimes, on warm sunny days

I go back to when we were young

You were my whole heart

And I was the entirety of your world

We kissed on crowded streets

And made love in the afternoon

We were on the same side

And our dreams included one another

I was young and innocent, with demons to match

You were older and tainted, but naïve at best

The streets told our limitless story

While old pubs become memory boxes

Oh, how I wish to feel like that again

Back when we were young and restless

The years have soon come to pass

And we haven’t spoken for all of them

Heart break was the root of this story

But you and I threw caution to the wind

I wonder where you are these days

And if you remember those long nights 

Me in your arms, under the stars

As we danced to the music of the sky

I’m not the girl I used to be

But you might still be the boy I left behind

I’m a woman of different capabilities

Are you the man I’d warned you of?

Sometimes, this city brings you back to me

One moment at a time

Sometimes I hear you through the chaos

I remember the days you were mine

You’ve been in love since then

And to be honest, so have I

But never like that again

I can’t do the same goodbye twice.

- Diya Vasuraj - 

My Beautiful Mother

Dear Mama,

The hand you’ve been dealt has never been easy but with grace you have turned misery to milestones every time. You have seen a life that is rooted in hard work and yet you have only presented joy to my siblings and I.

There are few people that come into this world unacquainted with their own power, you are one of them. You are kind and soft like a flower, more fierce than a lioness, a mother beyond compare and my bestest friend. The years have left no scars in your ability to love and have showcased a phoenix with limitless passion.

Where once grew weeds, you made gardens. Where lay my insecurities, you nurtured confidence. Your tears lay silently on your pillow some nights, but yet every morning we were greeted with the warmest smile.

You cut ties with hunger so we could be full, you lied with a ‘I don’t want it, it’s yours’ so we always got the last bite. When naysayers gave us sleepless nights, you sang to us till we closed our eyes. When friends turned to foe you showed us how if we have each other, we need nothing more.

My sweet mother, you are not your demons, but your dreams. And you are more than we deserve in this life of what could be.

The Earth is a better place because you have walked on its ground and watered it’s soil with your heart.

I love you, now and forever.

- Diya Vasuraj - 

Memory Lane

Shattered glass carpets the floor

There’s a shape of your fist in the wall

Still, my sun rose in your eyes everyday

              

               But there were sunsets on our horizon                                                                    

The games began with a clink of our glasses

A battle of who could be more cruel

Empty rum bottles lined up neatly in a row

But empty words caress our world

Spewing ‘I hate you’s and ‘fuck you!’s

All for that sweet taste of an occasional ‘I love you’

Your soul had darkness, while mine needed light

But through it all, you were home to my heart

Running around this city at 2AM

Whiskey on your breath and you on mine

We were young and reckless

You were unsure and morbid

While making this work was all I wanted

We thought we had all the answers

Writing notes of forever on crumpled papers

Years have passed and so much has gone

As I look in my rear-view mirror once more

I see you in those same old clothes covered in ego

Still a bottle in hand and that dark wit

You still know best, as you always have

But you no longer possess this punching bag

I see the darkness in your eyes still

As you bite your tongue trying not to be brutal

No, my damaged, old love

You sure haven’t changed even a bit

But I have, over these very many years

And if you need convincing, I’m not interested

Because for every time you said I was nothing

The universe stitched together my favourite something

I pray this land can bare the burden of your being

Because only when the lights went out on us

Did I finally understand what all of this actually means

- Diya Vasuraj -

Silly Girl

Running in circles

Making love to the devil

Dreaming in stanzas

Bells strung on this nightmare

Silly girl

He’s not yours to hold

A thief in the night

His heart is cold

Do you still sit by your phone

Hoping it’ll ring?

Are you always only half asleep

Because what if it’s him?

Waking up with memories playing on repeat

Wondering when it’ll stop

He’s like turpentine to your veins

But how do you give up your favourite home?  

Those long talks till the break of dawn

Have slowly become you, your diary and a pen

 Laced fingers and synchronized smiles

Have now turned into a tiresome waiting game

Silly girl, he’s not yours anymore

He belongs only to the moon and the universe

His heart doesn’t beat for you like it used to

You should be glad all you have is a broken heart

Because it could have been a lot worse.  

- Diya Vasuraj - 

I'll Be Waiting

You were a whisper

Many years ago

You came in with the breeze

And stayed like a dream

I haven’t met you yet

But oh, how I want to

We haven’t shared our stories

But you’re my favourite truth

Let it go, they say

You’re not real, they urge

But our souls know what they don’t

My heart knows you’ll come soon

Somewhere in this world

I’m sure you dream of me too

In a nook on this earth

You hold the half to our forever

The day you come for me

And when the universe calls our number

Just know that I’ll be waiting

Because my love, we’re perfect together

- Diya Vasuraj -

Do You?

We’ve been acquaintances for far too long

Stealing glances and shifting looks in crowded rooms

Time has passed and some feelings under this bridge

Years have left their mark on our lives and this

But then one cool October evening

In the middle of an old, quaint tavern

We shared what we had left silent for far too long

We caressed the memory of what we knew

Your apprehension mixed with the idea of us

My comfort intertwined with the laughter you brought

Finally after all these years, our eyes met

At last, all those stolen memories turned into midnight kisses

Secrets were shared over full glasses of rum

Our vision blurred, but the possibilities were clear

You couldn’t believe the burdens I’ve been carrying alone

And I could finally tell you all the things you thought I didn’t know

You, the funny one, with peace to offer the world

Me, the dubious soul, with demons that I couldn’t silence

But at 2 AM with rum in our veins and you on my lips

I knew what you always have too

Morning came and those moments put back in the closet

The sun rose and so did doubt and ‘what if’

I know you like you have always known yourself

You see me, in the way that I wish I saw myself

But you have a life back home and someone waiting

I have a heart that’s been broken, and doubt unforgiving

I’ve said my apology and let go of this dream

And I can only sit here and wonder

Do you ever wonder about me?

Dilz