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ryn Jan 26
As he stand rooted -
mesmerised by the dance of lashes.
Alluring glances
from such beguiling eyes.

A flame then rekindled,
flickering weak…
Where once a chapter had died.

A foreign beating…
A rhythm he once knew and played.
Fuelled in trickles,
till a fire was stoked.

•••

He still stands frozen,
entranced and enamoured,
by the irises that sang a tune
too familiar.

Resurrecting joy
while planting the seed of cancer
only time will nurture.
Riptide May 2015
It's astonishing how difficult I find it to transform my thoughts into ink these days
I don't know how to say it
I guess I never have

Maybe my emotions were conceived this way
To be introverts
To hide in the cave
Where it's nice and warm

I do think about you often
morning midday midnight
Almost as much is the fine grains of sea sand at the shore
Often as my heart softens

I sometimes wonder whether this tortoise computer is a blessing in disguise
Because in the interim as I wait for her while she toils to open a file
I get pirated somewhere in the horizon of your aquarium horizon eyes
Hark, for in that interim
I'm lost in your sweet alloy love
Here in your Turquoise Horizon eyes.
Anshuman sharma Feb 2015
Hushed is the night
In a chariot,the gentle moon rides
Elated, in the stillness of the night.

Mesmerised
Are the glittering stars,
Not few,but infinite..

In awe
Of their unison,
Effulgent and content too,
Now, The sky.

Gratified seeing the accord,
I asked,
Will you visit her discreetly tonight?
Her radiance might astound you!
Such is my love's demeanour
Utmost and divine..

— The End —