Friday 27 June 2014

A Friendless Shadow

Souls drifting like friendless shadows
too busy to stop, listen and believe.
It is easy to say: ‘‘oh, him, he is challenging!’’
Try living his life
even for a day.
You will fall flat, at least twice
with no strength to rise.
Terms are easy, my friend.
Learning Disability,
Dual-diagnosis,
Autism and Asperger's,
and another, and another...
No end whatsoever.
Stop, listen and believe in him.
Be not like the soul that drifts like
a friendless shadow.

By Vinesh Kumar 

Shut up

I hear them now and again
as they play, fight, and play
‘’Shut up,’’ I say.
‘’He doesn’t play,’’ I hear them say.
They play, fight, and play
till I start, again.

By Vinesh Kumar

Joys and Sorrows


One morn, I gaze her eyes and she, mine               
It was a dream, I later realise.                                   
She doth speak sweet, but terse, mine.                   
Who I ask casts this cosmic dice?
My joys and her sorrows, ours, now                
This we pledge to each other as a vow.         
In the midst of roses I kiss and bow                      
and rest in her bosom, pale and heavy           
We hem, haw… sweet nothings, they say
With hips closer, I kiss again, but her lips          
treating her reprimands as funny                           
for I intend to carry our show for keeps.                
  Like this we live and fear not, now and ever                     
  for any tempest that might cross our dream.

 By Vinesh Kumar