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You sketch with words
using scripts of grace,
with every word penned
my hearts embraced.

Enchanted verses
like whispering butterflies,
holding me spellbound
by words that mesmerize.

Touching deep my soul
with the softest of inks,
staining my heart
souls interlinked.

As your lines of grace
entwined with mine,
the weave that was made
was magically divine.
~
 Oct 2017 Starr Bright
Seema
Be Gone
 Oct 2017 Starr Bright
Seema
The pains gone
Tho my heart is torn
Tears have dried
Feelings have died
My eyes shut
Yet you haunt my mind
I will forgive you, but
You're not a deserving kind
Deleted your memories from my phone
Faults were not equally my own
The insanity has creeped up my sleeve
When you called up on new years eve
Same old lies repeating everytime
Like a vivid poem forced to rhyme
Life without you -- I can live on
It's better you stay where you are -- be gone
Wasted enough of my precious moments
See now, am suffering from a prone torment
I will be fine once my mind calms down
A good therapy -- ears blast with sound...


©sim
 Oct 2017 Starr Bright
wordvango
A white horse
body armor
a fire-breathing dragon
a sword
a Knight
a Warrior
a Prince
a Lover….He is…

A lady
in waiting
her love my destiny
her desire
my need


That connection of the heart, of the soul…
of each breath…. just breathe, deep feelings,
trust of the heart, the essence of each soul touching,
blending, combining, linking, joining, connecting,
entwining, merging together, deep feelings….Love…
a Knight, a Warrior, a Prince, a Lover…. He is….

she is the faith I have lived
each day hoping
she is the horizon
come closer be real
and it is her
which essence takes
as truth and honesty


Dreams, serenity, peacefulness, that calm feeling of
tranquility, that connection of the heart, of the soul…
hope and faith, trust and love, those deep feelings,
stardust sparkles and moonbeam glimmers, fireflies,
soft kisses, gentle embrace’s, finger traces….Love…
a Knight, a Warrior, a Prince, a Lover…. He is….

depths of hearts are lethal
and mine has been broken died
now in her eyes
words of future
peace
arise
take wing
on Angels
make beauty
real
and on that
glimpse I breathe




That connection of the heart, of the soul…
a quaint riverbed, big oak trees, leaves singing
a gentle breeze, the moon, stars the sun, hearts embrace,
souls collide touching deep inside, mornin giggles,
toast and jam, moon pies, warmth and hot coffee….
forehead kisses, lips brushing the shoulder and…Love…

That word she knew that
promise that thought
the knowing
the sublime connection
I saw her there
giggling sweet
coffee and normal things
my dream


A white horse
body armor
a fire breathing dragon
a sword
a Knight
a Warrior
a Prince
a Lover…My Heart…He is…
~

**A lady
in waiting
her love my destiny
her desire
my need
 Oct 2017 Starr Bright
wordvango
vision to make a painting-sculpture
work
a landscape
to catch
the essence
verve the epitome
of glorious sunlight
in the morning
dew
on your back
in the woods
when we awoke
naked and I caught
that emblazoned
picture forever in my mind
of
of your naked
shoulder
Highlighted glistening
in all God's glory
in our nest
in the pines
in a sanctuary, I visit
often trying to
savor
 Oct 2017 Starr Bright
wordvango
round a
corner
through
the dark of a forest's canopy
almost to the edge
of the boundary
you'll see it
at the turn of the river
it sets a glow
a turn of eye
you can't miss
follow
the sunburst in
the clouded sky
it will show you
where
fairies and urchins dwell
in peace
and tiny things good grow
gonna take  over the earth one day
this small place will
and make the world glow
If I were a Rainbow
The children would run to me
Turning upside down, I would be an iridescent swing,
The children would mount my rainbow wing

Swaying high up in the starry skies ascending on the moon
The children do bunny jumps, counting stars till noon
Awestruck and desirous they pick a few
The colours pink purple orange magenta and blue

Swaying down to the flower garden
They would pick flowers from the boughs laden
Threading in a star and a flower into  an ornamental  garland
Adorned as neckpieces , running around ,making one happy land

If I were a Rainbow
I would dismember all the semicircles making one hula hoop
The children would gleefully twirl and sway into the  enormous loop

If I were a Rainbow
I would become one big ramp
The children would joyously roller skate  up and down
Lighting up the ramp

If I were a Rainbow
And all of these came true
I would turn upside down making one radiant smile across the sky
The children would happily smile back at me , waving me good bye
Wrote this for my younger son ,Anshul on his birthday (19/02 ) , this year .
But never posted  . I am glad to post it as my 100th here .
Thank you all ,my HP friends .
Had been a little unwell and did not post anything in the last 2-3 days .
 Oct 2017 Starr Bright
Cné
The surf provides lullabies
as ocean echoes roll.
Too soon, the sunlight glitters
as the dawn turns gray to gold.

I wake and I rub my eyes
beside the sandy beach
My love beside me, languid lips
within an easy reach.

I whisper, sweet good mornings
as your dreams I brush away.
You stretch and yawn, responding to
requests to "come and play".

Lingered memories caress,
of last night's rising moon
with silver waves and ripples,
beyond the dark lagoon.

In shades of colors that mix and smudge
you take your time, no rush
My ******* tingle, at the thought
upon my skin, spreads flush.

In reverie, flutters reminisce,
your wanton body on mine.
Whispered moans in my ear, you ******,
"I'm yours", I hear on rewind.
When last night's... turns into this morning's
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