The Mad Neighbour

There once was my neighbour a lady mad
Alone she lived and her life was very sad.
Walk over to her and ask her for apples three
Beat you she will with a cane, no time to spree.

Tattered filthy rags strewn here and there
Her appearance gives anyone a scare.
Gnarled fingernails, tangled mane, hunched like a ball,
Infirmity, poverty and loneliness being her thrall.

I chanced upon her on a cold rainy day,
Tired, shivering, withered on the floor she lay.
Rescue her I shall from her plight I decided,
With yummy steaming food I ran, no rain subsided.

Once at her gate, my mind made me falter,
Summoned up courage and I waded through the water,
"Miss, do you hear me, it is your lovely neighbour" I said,
"Here is some delicious food for you, ready to be fed?".

Like a hot flash of white, lightning struck,
Thunder bellowed and I glanced at her dumbstruck.
Wrinkled, shrivelled she lay there unmoving,
I bent down gently, held out the food, the lid removing.

But alas, no movement she made whatsoever,
Prodded her, a million times called out to her.
Such is how I found her, her soul gone away like vapour.
Poor lady, the mad lady, my not-so-lovely neighbour!

The Wanderlust Predilection

Map me to some uncharted territory,
Let me savour each and every inch,
The world is my oyster, travelling my joy,
Let me make it look like a cinch!

Hither thither suddenly find me gone,
One step two steps slowly I tread on.
Strange lands with stranger tides wait for me,
Oh what exquisite sites I await to see.

Is it the deep blue sea that beckons me thus?

Could it be the simple joy of engulfing the forest air?

Maybe the titillating lush green meadows that evade us

And bind us to a tumultuous emotional wheelchair.

Take me to the wondrous peaks of the Alps,
Maybe a dip in the stunning fall of the Angel,
Or a walk atop the astounding Great Wall,
Better yet, why not maybe one and all?

Go a ten mile, go thousands if you will,

Nevertheless discontented the mind is,

Till the next journey is discovered uphill

Call this you shall the wanderlust predilection.

Come Save Me

Oh! Let it be, let it be..
It's so hard to right now see.
Blinded by tears, sorrow and pain,
I wish I could start all over again.

Days and nights go by all alone.
Can't you feel this feeble mind blown?
Tick-tock tick-tock, as the clock ticks by,
This heavy heart of mine gives a big sigh.

In the strong wind, even the leaves tremble,
And in the darkness, I fumble.
Lest you come save this gentle soul,
Lost I will be mind and body whole.

Tell me who stops thee thus,
Driving a ridge so deep between us.

Know this much, I wait without sleep.

This faint heart is yours to keep.