A birthday wish
Wake me up morning breeze
cradle me 'til sunshine places
warm kisses on my cold cheeks.
Let the coolness of night vanish
when I open my eyes gently,
to unwrap my life present of today.
As I unfold my experience wrapper
for the day, let my joyful heart hum
love songs with melodies not heard before.
Grant me sweets of spirit
as I acquire new shades of
precious life I so adore,
Tuesday 8th August 2017 2:03 am
Like a gypsy I dwelled in search of you,
when found, you quenched my thirst with
your soothing praises of a certain love forgotten.
Unshackled me from chains of misery
you guided me to your loving embrace
out of the labyrinth of my insecurity;
no touch was enough nor words were much,
rekindled a fierce passion within me
mirroring my beauteous self in your eyes
I have found my love oasis ...
Friday 4th August 2017 7:57 pm
Silent stood time,
when you came to mind.
Pure delight it sought,
in each and every thought.
Talks of ours will be cherished,
for I will never let it go perished.
Admiring our words with such amaze,
laughing about our selves like craze.
Cheered each other all the while,
till we got back our forgotten smile.
Became friends unnoticed by all,
cocooned our hearts with a pious love shawl.
Monday 31st July 2017 12:59 am
unstoppable ticking time,
none willing to stop, yet
I freeze in time it seems.
Saturday 29th July 2017 4:29 am
Little hairy larva, dare not look away,
I know you ate all the shrubby petals in this garden so great.
Now look around, the flowers cry in disdain,
why are you so perky during the sunny days?
Heaven for munchies you think of this flowery place,
why so ravenous you are each moment of the day?
If this garden were the battlefield of hunger games,
you would take away the prize, priding as winne...
Thursday 27th July 2017 10:22 pm
Desolated desert rose
Nothing could I do to ease your pain,
though you were in my reach.
Silently you broke down with torment,
still I failed to pick up your pieces to save you from misery.
Petrified my whole body became, when
screams of being disdained always, I heard.
Love was nowhere to be found, it was just
a sweet mirage in our desert of despair.
Grievance of yours I braced as my own,
this love tempest ...
Thursday 27th July 2017 6:36 pm
Relishing indelible memories
from the chalice of an awed life;
swallowing a soupçon of adventure,
while savoring the lusciousness of death only.
Wednesday 26th July 2017 2:36 pm
Waltzing towards my grave
Lost in life's serenade
I stood frenzied on my toes,
surmising a glorious dance with death.
Spellbound by his dark sight,
I gently slid my hand into his.
Our feet swayed on the path unknown,
enthralled by the rapture of the moonlit gloom.
All cleared their way for us,
dazzled by our performance well honed.
Rising in my euphoric existence,
when my being was overjoyed;
Descending back in...
Tuesday 25th July 2017 8:16 pm
Sight of grieve stricken eyes,
Mirroring a disquiet heart;
One stains a gullible face,
With the tears failing to stop,
While the other breaks into several pieces,
Unseen to the world…
Yet I endeavor to escape such muddled state,
And profess as gallantly as one can,
Using all my guile in mere pretense of aloofness,
Persuading the whole world otherwise…
Tuesday 25th July 2017 8:14 pm
Why would it matter
Would it matter, would it matter at all
if one more life withers and falls?
Perhaps it would, perhaps it would not
if one more life ended now or later.
But if not, why roll that tongue to
condemn the already dead as weakling?
Never did you stand in their shoes
so proclaiming a self taught prejudice is your shameful act.
Why feel offended if truth be told
with words pinching like needles t...
Monday 24th July 2017 5:23 pm
Why complain for another costume,
you willingly wore the darn thing, didn't you?
Now it's up to you to thread your own needle,
because during performance, none other performer
will have time to stitch your torn pocket.
Ohw, I see, but if you won't stitch that pocket
of yours, you might lose valuable collections
during the play, in which you are the important
gypsy of course....
Monday 24th July 2017 2:10 pm
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