They danced to the tune of their hearts
with a passion unbridled, unrestrained.
It was the perfect tango.
But that was only 'til he let go.

~~~
When the beautiful mingles
    With more beautiful
      Makes a fair of flowers
         Brings soul to life
    Nature infuses into creation of new dances
  Then I just want to sink beneath love
 More to more!

When all the spots are removed
  You draw dreams on eyes
     Mind deserves the New Day
       Would be lost out of bounds
   Far too far
More to more!

After the end of the obscure
  Southern wind flows through the windows
    Life grows again
      The new songs
         Rocking-
      The new tunes drive
    So far away-
More to more!

When you exist at the edge
   Of my thoughts
     Your smile
       Plays flute -
         Obsession-
           Tiger by the tail-
         Moving-
     So far away-
  More to more!

When the tunes
  More tunes
    Make the rhythm -  
      Very tone of voices- how delight!
         Moving-dancing graphically on vine
      Dark light- lighting
   Songs follow Songs -
  Lifelong soul
More to more!!
~~~

I close my eyes and listen to your sweet tune. It makes me get lost in my own world.
My body sways like a tree being blown by the wind.
My heart beats fast  like a basketball being dribbled.
Your lyrics touch me deep inside as if I wrote them.
As the song ends I open my eyes and come back to reality. Leaving a place that is truly wonderful Like a dream you do not wanna wake up from.

~
*Rain drops falling into water
Creates the sounds of ripples
As when she dancing
Hearing the Sound of anklet

Words are floating in the words of many
Could make pain,
Tunes of despair
When the rain drops falling into tunes,
Randomly

Dances of waves overflowing,
Rolling on the shore of Sea
Play the melody with the words
The Soul could leap

But that is not raining in the desert
On top of hot sand  
The sand storm flowing
Building sand dunes
Could hide
But can't survive

Empty thirsty mind seeking Oasis
If not yet found
Find Lives
Restless heart
Void
Word out
Seeking love

Looping to look at dreams
With the gravity of love
In another way
In any other day's

@Musfiq us shaleheen

~~
Southern winds have gone away
The music player has hanged
When playing the last romantic song

The Chill North wind is Sigh of yours
Has grown the pale Afternoon
How stupid the fade trees Standing!

Distant garden flower's Petals
Wither,
Helpless,
Careless

Midnight dew
Create the illusion of Sound
Nearby Lamppost,
Standing in the dim light fog
Alone,
Retreat
As the Calling Owl of the Night

Smokes of Cigarette lost in the Shadow
Putting the day,
Slowly vanish before
As the Mist
 
Along the road that you have left
Looked at me Surprisingly
Opening the door,
Just want to scream for unknown reasons
Once Again
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen

Bursting out of me,
like waves,
crahing against a distant shore,
my voice cascades wildly;
trilling and thrilling,
as it enraptures
and captures
the emotion of the tale yet to come.
Warbling,
and wavering,
the story unfolds-
a love concrete,
a life complete,
while time doth fleet,
and flitter away.
My passionate notes startle
the birds nearby,
silencing thier meager attempts
at music.
I am no virtuoso,
no child prodigy;
but the raw power
of my heart unrestrained
will put feathered tails
to the north
at the sound of my soul unleashed.
I sing;
not a question
or doubt
in my mind-
there is no audience to impress,
no friends to shame me into awkward silence.
I sing,
because I must release the fluttering creation
caged inside my soul;
unaltered,
it must emerge to outshine the stars,
to chase away the shadows that linger
in a waking mind.
I might offend with my noise,
my off notes,
and slaughtered choruses,
my silly screeching
that grates upon the ears;
but I am merely a vessel
containing these words and emotions,
unfortunately unequipped to perform justice
to these thoughts trapped within.
I sing
to empty myself
of these creative burdens,
these ideas that have a life of thier own
straining and pushing
to escape the walls that hold them here inside.
I sing-
because I can.

If music is love expressed
Then I'm nothing,
But an untuned guitar,
Which gets tuned for a while,
And then the beats
Turn the keys,
Back to where they were.

The whispering music,
Goes on for a while,
Soothing my messed up mind,
Stretching my frown into a smile.

The waves of emotion,
Dance in air
And the major chord,
Dominates the despair,
Ensconced deep in our hearts,
Invisible ,
And with the songs, rare.

But then the fingers
Slip to a minor,
And the pain it lingers
All around our sober heads
The trance slowly slips away, 
As the song goes off tune,
And our hands that once together swayed
Are now still and apart.

If music is love expressed
Then my song has already ended,
Even before it started,
But then that day
Isn't so far away,
Even though the journey to reach it is long,
When in the gamut of covert tunes
I'll find my perfect song.

I feel thee in dreams
In Reality,
Thee don't come
So I build Statues
But could not give Life

Who are thee?
As if thee are known to my birth and beyond
Saw thee at the sea Frenzy,
Thee at the mysteries of,
As if Touching fortune to write on for an unfortunate

I don't know thee name
Called thee as in the most desire
One day when I was traveling on a Train
Felt thee existence in a wide range of forms across the Edge
At Sunset over the horizon in Seclusion

Felt thee at the Harvest
In the Harvest Festival
Swinging in the air at the Yellow Barren Fields,
In the melody tune of a Cowboy's Flute

In the Huts,
Paths,
Stations
and the Meadows

Thee in my Mother's Words
In the prayers beneath the Banyan
Felt thee in the White Stork Feathers
Sometimes in the Sleepless Dreams
In my Words of Thirst

@Musfiq us shaleheen