The bullet rumbled to a stop,
Its black - clad rider at the top.
Dark glasses, leather jacket, youthful spring,
Majestic with the helmet swing.

The world round him, seemed to slow,
A playful glow, his eyes did show.
Entranced by the lady across the street,
Falling for her, advances he on quick feet.

The gorgeous girl but glanced around,
The knight in shining armour, did abound.
Returned rejected to his steady stallion,
Defeated in, the great battalion.

Her high heels, clicked in beat,
As the faint rumbling, reduced the heat.
If the prince, should ever find,
A scrawled number, in his pocket hind.

Would not we all, love to know,
What did follow !!!

Tiny bee enjoys honey
Without spending money
Sitting on the soft petal
With the feeling of great ceremony
Gently sways with the flower
Identifying self power
Does not harm the flower
Carries the pollen
If it bites skin is swollen
But the bee drinks nature's beauty
Confirms it as duty
Enhances taste of human tongue by its property
Honey that it offers us in charity

She clung to me like willow shade,
With one step I'm in the sun;
If my day got hot and hazy,
I knew where to run.

She dropped a force field round me,
From ground up to my crown;
I burrowed once beneath her,
But I was digging down.

I want to cross the street.
I want to ride a bike.
I want to stay til morning,
To keep with her all night.

I listen for the breathing;
A sign from her eyes;
I want her lips to move and lie,
Only babies cry.

She lay with no reply.
My willow waned and died;

Painted Atelephobia

Inevitable is the oblivion afeard within celadon gardens.
In the center a cerise bloom reaches clouds with ruby fingertips. Not I will touch sunsets as she.


Click is the cardinal heel of white collars which soar in cerulean skies. Still I stand on russet boots stuck in mud. For the wings on my back have been clipped long before.

Aye is the color changing leaf. Not apace is she, yet still grows skillfully radiant. Evergreen bristles with no compare to her auburn tint which gracefully touches winds and sails the seas. A green of dark hue flies not so angelically.

Never will I be the shadow in your eyes, nor the dimples on your cheeks. Never will I stand from the crowd and bloom like her. Never will fly nor soar nor swim. Never will I be good enough for you.

Give me your soft mind
Because you are so kind
Let me see your eyes
Because they are so nice.

I need an ocean full of love
Don’t be shy, is that all you have?
I look for a bright morning
Which ray is shining on your face.

Give me your happy smile
Let me follow your style
Give me your young heart
Let me enjoy your voice.

You impress me with your honesty
I want your love, not your beauty
Don’t let me wait, say something
I will be waiting till you say, 'Yes'!