Writing was never my passion
Painting strokes, a nightmare
Your eyes behold all this for me
And mine yours………
Dreams envisioned of failures
Hope a putrefying state
Your eyes beckoning trust
And mine obscure
Fortune tellers, abhor
Faith, care less
Your eyes still phantom
And mine a lie…………
Chartered by doom
Led by martyr
Your eyes recant,
And mine demise…………
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Birth,
Oblivious, of earth’s cradle
Relationships,
Inadvertent, of absolute love
Lover’s Breath,
Touched, never been touched
Nature’s Being,
Felt, yet never experienced
Cosmos Stellar,
Sensed, never explored
Introspection,
Cuts, no wounds alive
Moksh,
Transcends, no entombment
Touched,
Life ulterior side
Oblivious, of earth’s cradle
Relationships,
Inadvertent, of absolute love
Lover’s Breath,
Touched, never been touched
Nature’s Being,
Felt, yet never experienced
Cosmos Stellar,
Sensed, never explored
Introspection,
Cuts, no wounds alive
Moksh,
Transcends, no entombment
Touched,
Life ulterior side
Untouched Truth
Raised voice
Trembles, me no more
Seasoned love
Blooms, the autumn roses
Battered psyche
Swings the pendulum, life
Inaugurate, amidst
Entry and exit light
Trembles, me no more
Seasoned love
Blooms, the autumn roses
Battered psyche
Swings the pendulum, life
Inaugurate, amidst
Entry and exit light
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Hallucinate Reality
Your presence, every where
Fill, my absence in my self
Your attending eyes
Depletes my emotional strand
Your exquisite face
Visions my deficient dreams
Your inkling spark
Ignites my dearth of existence
Your absence in life
Omits my extinction in creation
Fill, my absence in my self
Your attending eyes
Depletes my emotional strand
Your exquisite face
Visions my deficient dreams
Your inkling spark
Ignites my dearth of existence
Your absence in life
Omits my extinction in creation
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