Blue ice, wrapped in fire,
Melt as the mists rupture
To reveal a starry sky.
And just a moon.
...
The world is slowly breaking apart,
Broken to pieces, scattered,
Is my little heart,
I stoop down low to collect them,
...
Wanderlust bug….
Smitten..by a thug…
Who knows not..what he has stolen..
My heart it is…poor devil…
...
The deity, resplendent, stood,
In a shabby dungeon,
Shrouded in mystery.
Who knows, who prays?
...
Little feet, charming smile
Taking a step, once in a while,
Sweetness such, it’s undefined;
Like bud or dew, or honey refined.
...
This searing pain,
I can take no more;
It's causing me to burn,
To the core;
...
At war with the world,
For I’ve never known inner peace,
Restless and resentful,
For I’ve never known happiness.
...
No longer do my thoughts take a dip in the raw ether of emotions
But float like they never ever belonged to me
And I did never try to hold on to them desperately
Like one keeps priceless treasures under the safety
...
Tit- bits of good mornings
Wafted through the air
Like the fragrance of lavender
Flowers on the window pane
...
The clouds are gathering
Mon Amor,
The ramparts tottering;
And yet, as I lay, listless,
...
It seems but just yesterday,
Playing as a kid, those carefree days,
Oblivious, to the world, and its cruel ways.
Today, it's a different day.
...
It's spread out like a galaxy,
Little white cells, dollops of grey cells,
And the rest of dark matter.
The brain it is,
...
The doom that we deemed fit for others,
Like a predator’s prey in sight;
The suction force is too hard to resist,
It pulls with all its might.
...
I don’t think about you at all
But sometimes when it rains,
And then when the sun shines
Down a bit too much,
...
You want me to laugh?
Want others to laugh too?
At the jokes that are so funny to you?
I am laughing, at myself and you
...
I feel so cold,
Draw the wraps closer to me,
Yet it’s scorching as far as eyes could see.
I remember the time you told your friends,
...
I feel:
Like the dewdrops that melt at the touch
Of the first sunbeam;
The mercury of a thermometer, broken,
...
It must be felled, declared my dad,
And for a brief moment, I stopped in time.
Cut the jack fruit tree, that stood for me,
Since childhood came, now eternity.
...
Architect Planner)
Dream
Blue ice, wrapped in fire,
Melt as the mists rupture
To reveal a starry sky.
And just a moon.
Full bloom, as stardust settles
On the ground,
As dew and dust gleaned
Through ages of fusion,
Cover the elysian dream,
In the deserts of time.
And just a rose.
A desert rose,
Like a full moon,
Blossoms in the quiet depths,
In the oasis of mind.
unless write or subdue to this talented writer, is blessed with pen of a poet
i feel pleasure to read ur poems.keep it up.due to problem with my comment box, i do not post individual comment. follow the line of Lord krishna.