I had a dream that you looked
Into my eyes.
And stroked my cheek with your fingertips.
Ever so gently.

And the world around us fell.

Given the choice between your thoughts and voice
Which would you rather have taken?
A man with no voice is deprived of his noise,
While most thoughtless men get forsaken.

Genius thoughts to save the nations,
Tragically lost without communication.
Quietly live, then quietly die,
Not a single truth spoken, nor the whitest of lies.

A thoughtless life, deprived of strife,
For ignorance is bliss they say,
But after all is said and done,
An empty mind will haunt your dying day.

Both these options seem to me,
Great and terrible travesties.
For I must speak the thoughts I think,
To catch you with their gravity.

So next time your mind is a'clutter,
Your thoughts spinning around and around,
If you find valuable words getting wasted,
Or silly sentences falling from your mouth.

Ponder these perilous possibilities,
Be thankful for both words and wisdom,
Your ideas deserve to feel freedoms,
Don't lock them up in your mind like a prison.

In vain to me the smiling mornings shine,
And redd’ning Phoebus lifts his golden fire:
The birds in vain their amorous descant join;
Or cheerful fields resume their green attire:
These ears, alas! for other notes repine,
A different object do these eyes require:
My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine;
And in my breast the imperfect joys expire.
Yet morning smiles the busy race to cheer,
And new-born pleasure brings to happier men:
The fields to all their wonted tribute bear;
To warm their little loves the birds complain:
I fruitless mourn to him that cannot hear,
And weep the more, because I weep in vain.

I awaken
Somehow already
my thoughts drift to you
and I'm thinking
Of our kisses and our bodies close
My mind
Is erupting with thoughts
I toss and turn
Moaning
Whispering your sweet name
Because all I can think
Is how much I love your touch
and how badly I need it
Everywhere
oh how much I wish our bodies
Could collide.

I                         choose               to                 live                    a                     positive              life
choose                to              ­     make              it               purposeful            and             worthwhile
to                      make                  it      ­          rosier               and                 prettier              everyday,
live                     it                     rosier            and              happier              with     ­               love -
a                   purposeful          and             happier       existence -       perpetually       peaceful    
positive          and                  prettier     ­    with         perpetually            no                     sorrow
life             worthwhile       everyday,     love -           peaceful             sorrow                 alive!

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

Lost in a tornado of motion

Caught in a tsunami of feelings

Confused in a hurricane of wind

Buried in an avalanche of broken promises

Burned in a wild fire of hate

Frozen in a blizzard of no hope

Shattered in an earthquake of heartbreaks

Consumed in a flood of tears

Parched in a drought of no love

Destroyed in a sandstorm with nothing