Body movements swaying
Voices in your eyes
Then the silence broke,
Into a mass of
Convulsing laughter
Fingers tickling my mind
With your scent

I brushed my hand
Through your hair
I sensed
Qualities of
Rare innocence
A sensual flight
On a panther’s gaze
Make up an indolent picture
Mesmerizing me
Into a deep ,uncomplicated slumber,

I hear  magic,
I hear music
My heart perceives
My touch declaims
The very essence
Of your name

There is something
More about you
Than just the way
You wear your clothes
Something more than just
A carve of a smile
Or a tilt of the head

When you walk by
Zephyrs whisper
Mighty low
Attesting to the birth
Of blossoms
And the prayer of trees
Accruing to the slow
Dance of sunlight
And the faint swell
Of the dewdrops
When the morning braves
The lush of the
Green grasses
As the world begins to wake…….

The hour has come for us to sail
Away in the lonely sea
Fine memories replace the evident
And guilt is washed away by tears
I want to say a word that touches
Before I go to sleep
And raise a person to the level
Of the wind and the sky
To make forget one lonesome thought
Erase the fruitless years
I want to say a word that touches
The floor the earth expands
The minutes pulled the hours
Till short of time we stand
The brink is near
But, what ,the way…
Is closed today of mud….
I see the sun but shineth not
Nor rays- do they extend

Enclosed the lifeless breath
The clouds exhaled
And leaves the boat
On a standstill…

I want to say a word that touches
But words do rhymes deny
This pointless search
This mask of struggle
Have not touched a single soul
I touched today…

I don’t write verses
to suit purposes
I don’t use words
To nail their rhymes
To fit a song
To fill a book
To foster riches
Or gain control

This massive universe
That I may never know
Is, to me….
The only force
That I can call a home
And just like those
Who lived here
Before me
So I must live
To die
And to give way……..

Thus, we see things
Pass before us
Creating, destroying
Those that surround us
Believing we’ll live forever
Believing our spirits
Return in different forms
Invisibly grotesque
To frighten the living
We’ve left
After we’ve lost this life
That we shall live
Only once……

All matters
Matter only
When our hearts
Learn to unravel the truth,
When we seek for love
And love only
For love itself,
Never to succumb
To the ravages of time
Never regretting
The passing of youth
Moving on
Without ever looking back
Surrendering all our joys
And pain
To the One being that made us
Never bothering to question
The other loads
Laid out before us
By time and space

I only write verses
I only sing songs
I never use them
As they never use me

I can fill no books
I can foster no riches
But I can love you
And love you so…..

That is all I can do
That is all I can say….

Solemn and fervent kisses
Of the past
Beholden unto memories
Of golden yesteryears
In your mind
In my eyes
The laughing lies
Of unborn sighs

Figure the future
Inside an hourglass
Amused and bewildered
But bending reflexes
The body that cries
In the faithlessness
That refuses to die,
Is the same body
Whose thoughts run
In discord
Without ties…..

I see you
And you see me, naught
Caught in amazement
On the webs of a maze
You tell me
What I must decree
But how can you
When we both can’t be
The words to a windsong
In the fall of the summer long

I heard a call
an echo towards the sun,
come forth my heart
thy wounds lay restless,
narrow seeds
upright among distorted rainbows
into darken storms do shroud
the forsaken road
alone and far away
a dream in death despair
the value of true love
the wisdom of its feel
has lost its touch
time's eager hands did block

I'll never know
the kiss of fever pitch
thy cheeks best stole
the song no lyric
ever wore

truth lies in the heart
and there is no denying
that sincerity is bred from within
a space unidentifiable
and goodness is a virtue
impossible to clone
compassion for fellowmen
comes from teachings
of old folks of wisdom
and assimilating it comes
from a sense of responsibility
for the welfare of others

in other words,
love of self is placed second
and what is done be done
despite the pain of suffering
and never complain
nor put to shame
circumstances of some unknown god
who neither had a hand
in the goings-on of this world

for years as i metamorphosed
i watched you
the butterfly within the cocoon
all your beauty radiating
to those inflicted by so great a pain
and their suffering became a little less

because of you
i retained my belief in the human race
because of you
i learned to conquer my doubts
because of you
i believe we can still be free
and because of you
i know ,it is good to be alive..

One glimpse and gone forever
never to see the face of day
one night together and
nothing more
one attempt to share each
others bodies,
for so long I have remembered
one glimpse of the inner room
above the sky
and that is all...
it closed before I could really see
that you and I are just
playthings in the wind
and the circumstances shall
forever rearrange....
what the first and the last
in chronological order
really means, sans deception
of eager perception
is that I shall never behold
for the second time
what the first glimpse had given me

        a little taste of ecstasy
        a little knowledge of the extreme
        and a random thought of
                                       what might have been.......