You are my friend and executioner
You befriend me and hold me close
Your eyes sharp as an eagle
Watch every move I make
Bringing me to judgment
with sweet and bitter words
You help me to compose and decompose
I welcome you my friend and executioner
How else can I address you?
You come and go as the wind.
Leaving a lasting impression
I’m impressed by your visit so sublime
My friend, my executioner
Every time we meet
in this valley of despair
Mouth gets dry
The internal fire
dries the marrow of the bones
You destroy my compose
Only to reshape the agony and the ecstasy
For you are my friend and executioner
— Gurani Anjali
