Dry grass smouldering,
smoke spiralling up the sky,
nostalgia solidifying in the heart
like rocks of scoria from boiling lava.

An eerie feeling oozing through the pores
forming drops of cool soothing light
holding me in its albino hands.

The colour of light –
is it phantom white, or
a potpourri of sensations?

I remember,
in my tender days
all colours were red.
An effervescent cherry-red radiance
coloured the passions of my heart.

Seven Seas confluencing in the soul,
water throbbing in the expanse of the sea,
sky emptying its azure desires in the sea,
stillness at the heart of the sea –
a placid cauldron of pure life!

That day I met myself -
the mystic in red radiance!

I’m like a sailing ship, sinking deep, in the depths of your melancholic seas.

The sirens sing to your heart bleeding; couldn’t tear my eyes away when you are hurting.

Waiting for you to smile again,
like the rising of the sun;
it was then that I knew I have left my heart to sail, one more time.

gently pull me back
to the currents
of your waves
I've grown to know

I wonder what secret
The trees whisper to the breeze?
Do the birds hear that secret
And announce it in their song?

Does the wind hold it
And drop it in the seas?
Does the sea speak it out
And share it with the stars?

Do the heavens then resound
With the secret of the trees?

And the clouds,
Oh yes! Those clouds
Blue, black and grey
Is that why come rushing?

Across the seas to caress
With gentle rain the trees
And whisper,
"Heaven knows your heart,
There are no secrets from God."

The trees smile and sway
Fulfilled and complete in love.

Lightning
Striking veins!
Like fire within our veins!
Emotions insane.
The calm beneath within the seas.
As lightning rages,
bringing weakened hearts to their knees.
The clouds alarms chases heart in storms.
ShardayRose Poet! 2-2018 TM

midst the sparkling stars
sailed a luminous moon
chartering night seas