There a sky deep and dark
And eternity it reaches into my thoughts
...
What more pretty can there be
Than rainfall
On gentle trees
On a monless
...
The river beside me, unmistakable sounds
The sun has just come out from the clouds
...
I only caught a lonely glimpse of You
As the stars fell away to adorn the other side of the wide
...
I looked all over for you
I looked all over for you
I broke my heart into
For you..
...
Then blows the wonderful wind
to the secret corner of him
his hedonistic heart has
calmed in the dead doldrums
...
He came in on a sunny day
Complete and charming devil may
All tousled and disheveled stood
Atop his fortress
...
Through the tumultuous night the storm reigned
The kite I held so tight caught away on the winds
...
The river beside me, unmistakable sounds
The sun has just come out from the clouds
...
This time
As never before
Swimming in such sweet thoughts
The king of my heart
...
Hand on mouth
Failing so wicked to contain
This subtle intense pleasure in pain
...
For there to be poetry.. a heart must be open and the soul burning with the flame of life and it's passionate dance. Word's woven from the poet inspired evoke in one such a direct pathway to the divine in us as nothing else can. Velvet is the touch and seeing through another's eyes is a rare gift..beauty to our humaness..beauty to our striving hearts and unites us in our uniqueness.. never the hue that shines just like you.)
Faith Under Fire
There a sky deep and dark
And eternity it reaches into my thoughts
And in you, my faith in love burns on
On for the song with no end
I see you, a strangers face
In the lonely waning sea tides this night
So that if I were to lose these eyes of mine
I know I would find you
By the veins of your love meridian lines
The pulse of your yellow gold soul
A beacon to draw me to you, my Marco Polo
Touches me so deep, touches me so deep
And my faith in love burns on
Burns on like a song
Calibrating in constant orbit of soft resplendent eyes
I search my edges to find you rounded in the corners
And spiteful thorns have taken to prefer a smooth stem
And grateful my hands lifting roses with no pain added
This is why my faith in love burns on
Burns on like a song
Conveying what my faith is built upon
It is a meticulous and beautiful unrelenting attention
It is a pure and unadulterated feeling of connection
A babble of sweet murmurings in love, always
Just under the way of sound it plays
Keeping me steady on and strong
I have no idea how to behold a view so imperative to me
And so, this is why love, this is why
My faith in love burns on
Dear poet.Your style and composition is unique.Your poems are different from those in the site.The themes are also lively.I loved some of your poems.Regards. Binaya
i love you.