I will think of you..

I loved you once
when my world was a shooting star
bright and beautiful
when you played your guitar
on winter nights
when there was no where else to go.

I loved you once
though I did not come with a guarantee
no lifetime warranty,
you loved me once.
I had to go, follow that restlessness.

Please credit me with honesty.
That first day I let you know,
told you I never stayed in one place too long.
Understand that I loved your songs
and all that came with the length of our days,

I will think of you again each time
I walk alone in the rain.

The Tide of Life

I have waited through the ages
for my bottle on the sand,
I have slowly turned the pages
as I've tried to understand,
how the tide of life is turning
and the book is not yet done,
while the life in me is burning
like the heartbeat of the sun.


I have journeyed through my being
with a pilgrims searching eye,
always looking, never seeing
as my memories bloom and die,
I have felt the grass of childhood
and ran barefoot through the snow,
for I'm just a piece of driftwood
in the ocean's gentle flow.


I have told a thousand stories
of the places I have been,
of the horrors and the glories
that my weary eyes have seen,
I have watched a thousand rainbows
shine their colours through the rain,
and I've seen the way the dawn glows
as it rises once again.


Once more I stand upon the beach
and look out to the sea,
my bottle floats just out of reach
but it will come to me,
and when I hold it in my hand
beneath the knowing sun,
I finally will understand
the tide of life is run...

Lauding Souls

You honored me with
Your words of appreciation
But not nearly as deeply as
You did with your tears of joy
When our souls bonded.

Life has been an enchanting
Indoctrination into a spiritual
Existence through trial and
Tribulation and lessons this
Man was destined to learn.

To be recognized by such
A beautiful spirit,
With the purest of hearts
To be complimented with
The reverence of your praise
Is the highest of honors.

Your gracious tenderness
Is so refreshing to my
Weathered spirit.
This journey has been
A lonely voyage,
With few who were able,
Or willing to take the time
To see the value of truth
Which inhabits this soul.

Ill cherish this gift
You've blessed me with
Ill cherish the love that
Has taken root
In virgin soul of our
Souls alliance

And vow to nurture and
Cultivate love and friendship
That will endure
Until we meet again
In the next life to come.

MooNGloW

I can sing when I want to
you can dance this way
we can live a lifetime
in just one day

we were waiting around
for time to begin
waiting on the outside
then the sun started to shine
and the moon glowed
moon did show,
moon did know
moonglow..

the earth brought us along
all the way home
brought us to the inside
that's how we arrive
and we came alive
inside of you,
inside of me
we're in..

we declared our freedom
with our first breath
when the earth was still young
from the outside,
to the inside
and we came for this ride
all this time,
for all time
ridding along..

we can live a lifetime
for all our days..
I love you..
more than than you ll ever know..
i swear by this serene
MOONGLOW!!

I love you..

Beggars

My friend never
had money
to replace his
wornout shoes..
His friend told me
he knows
a place in the alley,
where they sell
Gods,
for just 10!
So now me n my friend
beg for alms
in that alley..
for we know,
we need money
to have GOD
so that we can pray
to have new shoes
this Diwali!

Swallowed

A smooth journey,

to mute chimes

of those opaque sources

of light and

heavy rain,

on the lands
of pinks, peach and brown,
to reach the corners
of the rose petal
to die there
forever...
never to flow again..

The last tear also,
swallowed by smiles...

The Leaving

I will leave this house
these tall towers that were built
to last forever
these tall towers that are now broken
and crumbling shattered
and cracked by storms
from without and within

Carved words worn by time
no longer legible
no longer have meaning
meaning forgotten

Empty rooms with crated memories
hold no warmth
hold no cold
in haunted hallways muffled echos
no longer sound
no longer enough
no longer compel

Wooden doors silently swing open
these doors that kept the world
at bay open to the unknown beckon
weathered stone steps worn by
countless footsteps
smooth stone steps
lichens and moss colouring
small silent cracks

Pale moon in a pale sky
shadowed trees silent sentinels
to soundless footsteps
following Phoebe's light
on a misted path

I will leave quietly

and let it rain...