Monday, February 2, 2009

Kingdom in the Clouds

Lovely princess with her silk layered dress and hair so long.
She rides through the overgrown forest on her white steed strong.
Riding harder and faster then the great west wind can go.
My love awaits in the lilac grove, a gift to me he will bestow.
This prince of hers so kind, tall and a most handsome lad.
His heart and soul to her belongs but.. his soul now sad.
They may never become one, today the King as declared.
He has choosen another for him, the plans are now prepared.
Without her it is not worth living, a memory is all that life is now.
She aproaches, his arms streched out, he falls to knees as to bow.
Forgive me my darling for this I must do, I know this to be the only way,
On the morn, father, for my new bride sends and then I must go far far away
.My mind cannot fathom, my soul is empty, my heart shattered and broke.
I will love you forever, I await you in heaven,
those were the last words he spoke.
Before she could touch him it was done,
a dagger through his heart is all she had seen.
Then I shall follow and in the clouds forever,
you will be my King and I your Queen.

Soft Moonlight

Lingering to kiss
rapturous, bliss
lovers feeling so right
in the sweet tender softness of moonlight.

We pledged our true feelings
our senses reelinging
whispeing our love to the night
in the sweet tender softness of moonlight.

Our love will sustain
through gladness and pain
temptation we'll soon put to flight
in the sweet tender softness of night.

Soft Whispers

He spoke softly of love
wonders of our first intimate touch
of heated lips yearning long supressed desires.
Together we would wander
untrodden destinies
paths to shared future.
Heart pounding as his voice faded
nothing but soughing winds
of depondency.
Crying to the gods in my need
I taste his kisses on warrm breezes
cooling on chilled evening air,
hear his soft lullaby hazy on crest of pounding breakers.
Stir past embers in my pathetic
desire to recall his face lost in the
shimmer of yesterdays dreams.

Visitors

I was half expecting visitors
But then you happened by,
I knew I needed cheering up
And knew exactly why,
Returning to an empty home
Had brought things home to me,
Just like a captured melody
That struggles to be free.

Through my window, lonely clouds
Are strolling slowly on,
Just like my happy memories
Were here, and now are gone,
And when the daylight fades away
Within the setting sun,
My softly chaptered poetry
I feel has just begun.

As in those setting moments
When the sunlight paints the sky,
I saw you in my garden
And at once, I knew just why,
A robin on my window sill
Could make me feel this way,
For summers fading serenade
Will come back soon one day.

I was half expecting visitors
Who never make me frown,
Who always make me smile again
When I am feeling down,
And when the sacred evening comes
Ill sing a different tune,
A duet of togetherness
With my old friend the moon..

Did u come to Earth that day???

Did you come to Earth that day
whilst I sat in my room
and fretted about tiny inconsequential things
that no longer matter to me?

Did you walk upon some dusty path
besides a silvery sunlit stream
and pause to admire the small,
star-shaped flowers that grew on its banks,
the trailing weeds of river-hair hiding little darting fish,
the delicate ballet of a transparent water-spider
dancing upon the surface,
the whirls and currents of tiny luminous bubbles
constantly moving and flowing in endless configurations
of creation and destruction
like miniature galaxies
and nebulae in their own watery universe?

When you sat upon the warm soft moss
amidst the sunbeams and clean fresh air,
with butterflies and insects and great golden bees
all about you and small inquisitive animals
observing you quietly from the sanctuary
of their hedgerow hideaways and burrows,
did I give you a moments thought as I turned
some petty grudge over and over in my mind?

When a milkmaid came and offered you some milk
and the effulgence of your radiant smile
was like a beacon of benevolence,
did I ever pause to remember the wonderful opportunity
of birth in a human body or stop for a moment
to simply listen to the birds singing outside my window?

And when you preached the Love
to the assembled pieces of one Heart,
who had come from all quarters of the Universe
to listen to you,
did I not even then put down my weary,
useless burden of sorrows and woes,
of little feuds and niggling negativities,
and cross the threshold of my door
to smell the rain-sweet meadows
and honey-rich bounty of summer?

Oh poor me, that I squandered
this precious life so worthlessly,
lying in some stupour of dissatisfaction
upon my shadowed cot,
watching abstract puppet-plays upon the walls
whilst you, in all your beauty and glory
walked about in the World
to spread Love and make me,
ME again!!

Monday, January 19, 2009

A Love Song..

This love is forever..

Just trust me through the walks of life..
as you see
my face turn
pink, brown and pale one day..

Hold my hand through the walks of life
as you feel
it soft, warm and dead one day..

Hold my life with your love
as you see
it agile, adjust, prosper and slip one day..

For this love is forever...
for many such walks of many such lives
for the forever "US"
in forever "LOVE"!

This love is forever...

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.