My dreams still see her appear,
bringing ephemeral happy cheer,
my heart makes a wish sincere,
to be with her like yesteryear.
but...
Yet again I shed a tear,
sensing she will never be near,
no longer though it is hate or fear,
just flows out my love, ever so pure.
Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 5:13 PM UTC
It stood there, tall for decades
Years how many, no one knows
Until one night, falls it down
As harsh wind that night blows.
Seeing it fall, we all weep
Through the night, lose our sleep
But day comes and forget we all
....
Until
....
A lassie seeds a sapling small.
Feb 26, 2016
Feb 26, 2016 at 4:11 AM UTC
Deep down mind’s dark alley
Lies a room, almost a crypt,
With old memories stashed together
hazy, misty, nondescript
They were once fresh,
vivid and flagrant,
in times sunnier,
merry and vibrant
Until –
A day a friend lost,
A day a love broken
A day innocence died
Or a day trust stolen
Each time filled this room
With never-to-return memories
And I stay away from the crypt
To save myself the miseries
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 1:41 AM UTC
He strove past a mammoth tree
Under which as a child
He weathered many a storms
Waiting for a moment mild.
Yet cared little he for times gone
Bidding not so much as a glance
To an old friend who seemed
Trifling before his new romance.
And seemed not to mind the tree
Neither surly nor grumpy
Just busy sheltering that night
A newly found puppy.
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 10:04 AM UTC
Here a star and there a star
They destined our rendezvous,
For ages we were drifted far
And now we meet anew.
We belong to the same land
Common are our memories,
Playing together hand-in-hand
How we ignored worldly worries!
With time, taking our own paths
Estranged we, more and more
Like two ships voyaging strange seas
Set off from a common shore.
Chasing clock ticks, we forgot
How long we had been away
Amassed feelings jump a lot
When we meet again today.
And it all pours down like rain,
When old stories are again told
Time moves not and still remains
As the children in us unfold.
Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 12:25 AM UTC
Glory of divine Grace
Fades away in thousand ways
Humbled Euphoria remains dazed
Before thy joyous beaming face.
Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 4:31 AM UTC
Pain! My constant companion!
How closely you follow me,
Unlike the evasive Fun
That I rarely get to see!
Tear! My close buddy!
How you are always near,
When Smile jilts me
And gloomy nights appear!
Loneliness! My alter ego!
How you complete me,
Others will never know
Our bittersweet chemistry!
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 11:10 AM UTC
Oh, thou, a winsome bird!
Who soars great heights in no time
Who voyages the blue vast
With but its wings’ mast
To bless the stars divine
That beam a smile when thy song is heard.
Oh, thou, beauteous spirit,
The conqueror of the sea and the sky!
Fly low and come near me
How closely I wish to see
Thy beauty that from up so high
Bedecks the Sun when lowly lit.
But wait! Oh, thou, divine creature!
Don’t yet climb down; it won’ t be wise
To spread your mellifluous voice
On human planet to rejoice;
For then who will cheer the widowed skies
And lonely stars of the gloomy nature?
Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 8:53 AM UTC
Strange fits of passion have I known:
And I will dare to tell,
But in the lover’s ear alone,
What once to me befell.
When she I loved look’d every day
Fresh as a rose in June,
I to her cottage bent my way,
Beneath an evening moon.
Upon the moon I fix’d my eye,
All over the wide lea;
With quickening pace my horse drew nigh
Those paths so dear to me.
And now we reach’d the orchard-plot;
And, as we climb’d the hill,
The sinking moon to Lucy’s cot
Came near and nearer still.
In one of those sweet dreams I slept,
Kind Nature’s gentlest boon!
And all the while my eyes I kept
On the descending moon.
My horse moved on; hoof after hoof
He raised, and never stopp’d:
When down behind the cottage roof,
At once, the bright moon dropp’d.
What fond and wayward thoughts will slide
Into a lover’s head!
‘O mercy!’ to myself I cried,
‘If Lucy should be dead!’
Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 11:11 AM UTC
I walked as part of a caravan
That followed a well known road
Which circled around a tall mountain
Before the nearest village showed.
And I said – "Look, my friends,
I from here spot a crevice,
The mountain has a narrow tunnel
But for men it may suffice."
They laughed at me aloud and said
"Friend – Don’t talk insane,
If there sure was a tunnel,
Would we circle around in vain?"
But I insisted we explored
The dark jungles with a few men
So we could walk shorter
And may have some time to gain.
My words fell on deaf ears
And they left me all alone
They said if I wanted to know
I could go on my own.
I did then branch away
And walked through the thick wood
Soon I reached the mountain base
And my spirits were good
As I entered a small tunnel
And reached its middle at once
I saw ahead the neighboring town
At close walking distance.
Glad I was to see the tunnel
Was large enough for ten fellows
It could pass my men easily
And save their walking woes.
Said I to myself happily
"I knew there was another way!
It is now time to share the news
Without any delay!"
But suddenly it began to rain
And dark became the sky
The light at the tunnel’s end
Dimmed slowly before it died.
I saw the storm wash away
The woods and the trees
Soon flooded became the tunnel
and mountain walls squeezed.
I saw no light, I knew no better
Than to hope for a miracle
Until a fatal burst of wave
In not time had me gobbled.
I saw from above my caravan friends
Thought I was safe in my tunnel shade
Until they heard no more of me
And believed I got strayed.
They forget me soon after
And took the same known road
Every time the passed the tunnel
But to explore they never slowed.
It hurts me not that I met my fate
Alone and untimely a lot
But I am sad that the mountain tunnel
Is yet to cross another thought.
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 6:31 AM UTC