My Antidote

By Anveeksha Reddy

You fill my books with your ink, seeping into the pages bright and brilliant 

The words etched into the cracks of it, refusing to budge you stand tall and resilient

Slipping away from the paper, crawling into my veins, the vanish of my pains

Your vehement presence, radiating warmth standing to its proclaims

My solace you bear, carrying my overburdening views with no complains

Dazzling my pride, you adorn it with high might, breaking the blames

My vice, my muse you shape my every inch with complete care

The reason for my belief, the ever found love so rare

The breeze gentle and caressing, soothing the injured and healed

So timid with its cuts, another spiel of brisk and sealed

Shattered fragments lay beneath, cold and convictive

Pieced to unity, they form another print, retelling yet another tale so predictive

You flare, your ashes too black and weary, your flames burnt and exhausted

You also freeze, shallow and aloof within yourself yet not once you are frosted

At the horizon we meet, a blend so beautiful the ice melts it’s guard, the fire less intimidating 

At any moment, filled to the brim with everything so warm and invading.

By Anveeksha Reddy