Parkinson's of mind

Parkinson's has gripped mind.
I am howled in to check it
Every other moment of the day.
Check if it is okay and breathing.
So many resolutions.
So many consolations.

Mind is weaving dreams.
Rotten and stale.
I fear sleep.
The Parkinson mind
Might weave another dream.
I fear of smiling.
The Parkinson might weave
Yet another dream.

The journey is on the troubled waters

The journey is on the troubled waters.
I see I am troubled here.
I am loosing a friend here.
I am loosing a battle here.

The battle was bloody.
The result was bloody.
I am asked along the sides of politics.
Does love know any politics?

My love for you knew no bounds.
You once told me -
"your presence is priceless ... "
Is it still priceless?

Is this the cost of your love?
Is this the price of my love?
I am loosing a friend here.
I am loosing a battle here.