Choices

Sauntering on a manicured carpet,
I feel the needles beneath my feet.
Seeing the thread of love slip off my hand,
letting go seems easy and convenient,
holding on so difficult,
almost a strength of my tenacity.

But the closed doors matter,
only when someone is knocking;
and privacy becomes a concern,
only when someone is sneaking;
and battles can be won,
when the conquerors are left alive.

In this chaotic jungle of uncertainty,
taking ourselves too seriously;
in this capricious world of variables
constantly looking for constants;
in the days of crowded loneliness,
I emphasize on making the love win.

The Golapalli Gatha

Like a dewdrop on a leaf at the wake of dawn,

like a bud waiting to blossom

just beginning to disseminate it's fragrance,

like a streak of water aimlessly flowing around,

you overwhelm me. 

I did not choose my privilege

or my femininity,

not even my family or my foes.

But, but I chose you

and the best part, you chose me.

And, 

like a ray of sun in a room

that has been dark for ages.

like a vaccine in a pandemic,

like a bubble wrap covering brittle glassware,

like a plastic tape around a live wire,

You have saved me.

Amitha Shree Golapalli

We have grown up to believe in

princes and saviours,

 and knights in shining armours;

and flowers and forevers and fixations.

But today, as I gleefully rest in this fortress

of our friendship, 

protected by the sturdy walls of support,

your support,

I want you,

to believe in you and us.

For, I have seen you move mountains

and build castles;

cross hurdles and create rainbows;

And still, glisten like the flames of half-burnt coal.

If you could do all that,

you can definitely do this!

you can definitely do this!