Don’t look into my eyes
They are dark and deep
Don’t whisper secrets to me
For, I may not keep
Don’t touch my heart with fire
You will lose your sleep
Come fill me with desires
It drenches and seeps
Like the raindrops
On my sleeve
Kiss and hear
My heart beat
Rhythmic and energetic
Loving and sweet
You are not me nor can you see
How my heart sings in perfect melody
It praises your smile as a magical wand
Poetry of love, so engrossing and warm
Memories are formed like a tsunami at dawn.
Like a breeze that kisses so sweetly on lips
The first rendezvous under the trees
The first I love you, as you felt like a breeze
The first kiss that confirmed that I could please
The first tight hug that never released
The first fusion left many creases
It was all the first and last tease
It bloomed in the darkest corner,
where light betrayed
No one stayed.
Yet, it bloomed
To spread the fragrance
and beauty on that day
my friend the breeze
it passes by the row of trees
touches the ground below
calls on the trunks hollow
whispers in ears to tease
carries the clouds to please
goes in and out of me
My friend the breeze
In winter it does freeze
I hug myself like a crease
Promise me no more.
The hope for true love
Like you did so before
The trust which highly scored
bring it no more.
It doesn’t make it easy
Nor does it make it crazy
It has lost the power to control
My heart that fluttered with yours
In the days we passed before
Light the lamp
and let it go
watch it fly
from ground below
Light the lamp
and pray to God
hope you are heard
clear and loud
Light the lamp
wait to see
drift away like a breeze
Soft, gentle, loving and kind
Who comes to your mind ?
A woman,is intoxicating as wine
She will be forever your’s, just offer to “be mine”
Why do you ridicule and abuse with words and fist
Why does her soul and body bear marks, when she resists
She is a woman, a source of joy
Do not play with her emotions, she is no toy
Respect her, trust her and be kind
She will make your life as bright as sunshine
Shadows play a vital role in life. They bring depth to the object giving it length or breadth; it depends on light angle and strength. Without the obejct the shadow remains unseen, but what if? the shadow is indpenedent of the object. This shadow reality is invisible , yet the shadow support is there, a weak support in cognition.
Life can be warm..or hot
Life can be easy..somewhat
Life can be blooming..or rot
Life can be a blessing..or not
Life is a gift ..but is not free
Value life..never abuse it..please :))
kalabalu 