Have love ever been easy to deal with sympathy?
Just so, Her iron lung breathing calamity of apathy
Beyond eyes and words ,her beauty spoke
Kindle once vital, now perish slow with smoke
Suffocation cannot feel this good, can it?
a crime of love shall never see acquit


A poetess sung for me a poem of love
Soft words - with stings of  venomous dove
Being so deluded by some natural artsy
Dreams woven on silent obscure spree
Cold touch of her once warm soul
Shattering pieces  now never be whole


Poignant themes of once happy souvenir
Whispering breeze of lonely December
Brings me smile then tears falls down
a deep breath sigh and again I avow
holding onto the keepsake- my folded hands try
Squeezed by broken dreams- once more I cry!

and love it can come in any emotion
a torturing apathy or eternal devotion
for love is not a moment or two
love is forever, right inside you

dream -
or was it blurry memory
bright side of dark she was
up up higher she flew
like an angel from fairy tales
blazed she and dazed me
never noticed her go away
blurry memories in the morning
and that laughter...

*you are voice inside my head
you are voice
inside my
head

Failed so hard in poetry
I became a lover of her words!!

Travelling Lady Smile with me
Blow my winter away
Stay for while when eyes drip
Give this heart a break
Come down, rest a while
Raise your light and shine on me
look at all these scars left on
Dress them all and sing lullaby
See me sleep before you leave
I shiver with your pain
Cold I feel, Colder I grow
Kiss my winter away
Travelling lady stay with me
hear me gasp your name at last