Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Nature

The sun shines above in the light blue sky

I try to look above but it blinds us shy

The shade of the trees beckons us to the rocky terrain

The coolness of earth feels a velvety cave

I wonder why it is the bliss I seek

The nature the hub of my retreat

I might want to introspect or just lie low

Or scream the song of birds on the move

The dewy fragrance is the intoxication in the breeze

As if the parched land has drunk the elixir we breathe

The clouds hide the golden globe

And the snowy wind from the distant land above

The stars would twinkle soon

And the moonlight would bloom

By the bank I would sit & gaze

The darken sky in the dusky haze

The flow of the river reverberating the dance of my soul

The shadow of trees, my companions, they enclose.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

A Night to Remember

The whisper of the wind

Beckons me to the figure in disguise

I can see through the masquerade

I know it’s the heart of my pride


The miles that separates us

Is what would harness this faith

That stars that shine above

Would direct me in this haze


The light of the luminous silver ball

Unveils the knight before me

The ebony orbs speak a language

That is not for thee


The distance is covered in strides

It seems with the bolt of lightening

Much is to be said

It’s been long since impending


The horizons of this feeling

Forestall the use of words

But the magic of his voice

The essence of the curb


It would be a new beginning

A new promise for us to keep

The constellations would witness

Our love so very deep


My hand he held and here we walk

To a heaven we seek

The shore is a stretch we take

With the ocean so deep


The sigh of bliss

Would be the song we sing

It would be music of joy

That this night would bring


I wish it would always be happily ever after

Because I am unaware what the future holds

With you by my side

I have no fear to unfold


The starry night would be the reason we exist

We would always find a blessing amidst

Amongst the clouds it is the number nine we seek

The mistletoe of the jewels, their shine would be our treat.