Identity

As a baby, you picked me up


Held me upside down


And while I bawled


You started your discrimination






At school, you brought in caste


Sub-caste, creed, religion


When Gopi, Mathew, Iqbal


And Melissa were just my friends





When I went to college


You made me a professional


While all I wanted was to sing


Dance, paint and read





When I looked for a job


You looked at my skills


And how you could use me


To achieve your ends





When I got married


You put a price on me


Made me a commodity


And walked all over my dignity





And when I grow old


You will make me a senior


label me unfit


And treat me special





When will you ever learn


That I am me


And will always be me


Despite whatever you say or do



M V J Simon

Time just walks

An easy pace


Relaxed and calm


Time just walks


Arms swinging by








Not a worry


Not a care


Time just walks


Arms swinging by






Step by step


An even pace


Time just walks


And leaves you by




Run if you want


Relax for a while


Time just walks


A never ending walk






Let him be


Let him walk


Just walk beside


And be his friend






Never overtake


Nor lag behind


Just walk beside


And be his friend






HAPPY NEW YEAR 2008

A Poem by MVJ Simon

Rebel

I like “No”


The way it sounds





I like arguments


For the sake of it





I like to defy


For the fun of it





I like to fight


For the heck of it





I like to be rude


For no reason





I like my sneer


For warding away people





I like to shock


For the sake of it





I like to ridicule


For the annoyance it leaves





I like to be different


For the thrill of it





I like the attention


That’s why I do all this





I like some love


Give me a hug please!

Shattering my silence

Your words break though

The fragile glass of my mind

Shattering my silence

Into shards with pointed edges



Lying down in my glass palace

You woke me up from slumber

With stones thrown with might

To shatter my walls of silence



The fragments lie all over

Barefoot, I need to watch my step

Broken glass can hurt real bad

When it pierces through my thick hide



I want to lie down in deep slumber

In my glass palace

I wish to go back in time

A time before my silence was shattered

At nib-point you hold me ransom

At nib-point you hold me ransom

As visions of my life unveil


The past, present and future

Emotions, the navrasas you make me feel


Inspiring me when I am down

Cheering me on to achieve


Setting examples to emulate

Telling stories I can relate


Making me laugh when I feel like crying

Calming me down when I feel like shouting


You hold me ransom at your nib point

And take me to places I haven’t even dream't


You show the mirror to my soul

And by accepting what I see, you make me whole