Through the serpentine path
Concealed from prying eyes
Walks the courageous heart
Towards a destination unknown
Numerous fangs, ready to bite
To inject the venomous intent
And incapacitate the heart
Seeking the unachievable
The braveheart dodges hurdles
Stares down fear itself
Arduous journey takes its toll
Small sacrifice to reach the pinnacle
Where none have been before
Will be written in folklore
Valiant one who walked the path
None dared to tread before

A poet thinks beyond
Walking along that
Extra mile
We pervade through
Boundaries
Beyond the realms of
Known
Imaginary it may seem
Every word
Carries the truth
Thoughts seeded
In the fertile minds
To sprout
Into exotic flowers
Alluring aromas
Mesmerizes the soul
We exist
Between the words
Filling the spaces
Between the lines
With our imagination

Drops of passion
On the placid lake
Created a turmoil
Ripples spread wide
Under the blue sky
Nowhere to hide
Closed eyes
Helps feel every word
Left unspoken
And lips do the talking
At the confluence
Swept away
By the undercurrent

A touch
Signals the presence
Of assurance and love
Wakes up
Every cell within you
Travelling faster
Through unknown corridors
More potent than words
Language of touch
Deciphered faster
Touch creates ripples
In the soul
Waking you from within
With the invitation
From another soul
To connect
with deepest desires

The humble diary
Holds the words
Usually not revealed
To the world
Lines, filled with
Deepest desires
Inexplicably, not uttered
But freely flows
Without inhibitions
Every drop of ink
Is the messenger
Carrying the messages
Encrypted for secrecy
A part of your world
Comes alive
Between the pages
Each day
Offered a blank page
New anecdote
Chronicled eagerly
Before the words
Fade away from memory
Jogging along the lines
Of the diary
The pen gives you a lease
To express
Some feelings and desires
Not audible to anyone
But finds safe haven
Between the pages
Of the humble diary

Your smile holds the secrets
Of the beatific day
Eyes envision the brightness
In the heart
Words of gratitude cascade
From your lips
Your touch stirs hope
In the lifeless soul
Your heart has enough room
To hold our secrets
Your aura dispels the darkness
You are the creation
Of my most beautiful imagination
Dream within a dream
I wake up every day, with a smile

Take hold of the wind
The wanderlust heart
Wants to go places
A whirlwind tour
Open skies
The valleys
Between deepest forests
Holding yesteryear secrets
Take a whiff
Of beautiful flowers
Seducing the wind
To transport it to unknown lands
Away with the birds in skies
Listening to their tales
The oceans and rivers
Becomes ecstatic
At the presence of the wind
You are the wind now
Rich with so many travels
You have so many tales
And laden with precious aromas
From the Earth’s bouquet
Sneak in through
Your lover’s window
Gently caress her from the slumber
Now that you have tales to narrate
She will listen to you in wonder
Charm her day with surprise
For you had been with the wind
The wanderlust heart