I desire for fire. It is Happiness, that I aspire.
With most beautiful thing, most loving heart of yours, my mate
I would have a date.
Smiles n smiles I love. Any tear out of sadness, I shut, I hate.
Does the distance of many a mile,
Makes our hearts conceal the ache, the pine…?
The fond memorous amorous expressions,
The warm tender impressions…
I try to turn over the evening,
With you in my heart, to redo my day
But night has grown now deep,
At times silly mind feels, love is far away.
Fragile doting spirit can rule this world with passion!
It is with compassions…
The caring soul can brighten the world !
Coz with lovelessness, world ashens.
Even the sun lays imprisoned during shady monsoons,
If you do not break a few cloud.
Likewise, my brave one, with the glow of truth n love
Break the concealment, break the shroud.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Being in places
There is something
about a woman
standing in the sun
on the doorstep:
as if she was
collecting warmth
to take back
into her home.
There is something
about a journey
on curving roads in hills:
as if one
left behind a lot
to reach heights,
but a road always
takes you back home.
There is something
about being a hillbilly,
never in the shade,
forever in the sun:
he knows there are
no secret springs
and what's important
is for all to share.
There is something
about abandoned cemetries
on country hillsides:
names are
wisps in the air
and life needs to be lived
in abandon,
for later - who cares
about a woman
standing in the sun
on the doorstep:
as if she was
collecting warmth
to take back
into her home.
There is something
about a journey
on curving roads in hills:
as if one
left behind a lot
to reach heights,
but a road always
takes you back home.
There is something
about being a hillbilly,
never in the shade,
forever in the sun:
he knows there are
no secret springs
and what's important
is for all to share.
There is something
about abandoned cemetries
on country hillsides:
names are
wisps in the air
and life needs to be lived
in abandon,
for later - who cares
Take me to a world
Take me to a world
Where leaves do not die
Flowers do not cry
Trees do not dry
Take me to a world
Where valleys do not burn
Snow-peaks are not warm
Hill-sides are not shorn
Take me to a world
Where a river is a romance
A meadow glows with songs
A sea is alive with sounds
Take me to a world
Where dolphins run riot
Snails crawl in full sight
Birds fly on wings of light
Take me to a world
Where I reign as a servant
On my earth, my firmanent
Fleeting, but... permanent?
Where leaves do not die
Flowers do not cry
Trees do not dry
Take me to a world
Where valleys do not burn
Snow-peaks are not warm
Hill-sides are not shorn
Take me to a world
Where a river is a romance
A meadow glows with songs
A sea is alive with sounds
Take me to a world
Where dolphins run riot
Snails crawl in full sight
Birds fly on wings of light
Take me to a world
Where I reign as a servant
On my earth, my firmanent
Fleeting, but... permanent?
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