At nightfall I glimpse Diana saunter
Amidst the deadly serenity
The zephyr kissed her feathery hair, her dainty feet roved -
The darkness of mortal soul and celestial serendipity
...
I think I know you
For I've seen in the silence of the night-
A debonair silhouette against the mistiness
Before I caught your wayward gleam.
...
It was a tired old day, when at dusk, I descended
Past the towering orchids; grassy bucolic dreams-
When I saw the nebula of stardust started congealing
In the heaven above where my castles I had built.
...
Hold thy sighs, fair Mirabilis!
And embrace thy essence in thy cascading drapes;
Gently breathe in THY perfumed enigma…
To fathom why the wait is worth thy finesse.
...
The wind heaved a sigh as heavy as mine,
Shoved me strong, swayed my way
Into the fallen inflamed fronds-
With a familiar stranger among them.
...
......and even now, my solitary passenger
Thou embark in murky steams,
Like a single cloud torn at the seams.
I tug at you like branches reaching out for the sky.
...
For it took just an embrace to free myself:
Locked with arms against your gossamer shirt!
To toss my head backward in flushed daze
To salve our spirits, with hearts on alert...
...
Fun-loving introvert. Ravenclaw. INFJ.)
The Swan
At nightfall I glimpse Diana saunter
Amidst the deadly serenity
The zephyr kissed her feathery hair, her dainty feet roved -
The darkness of mortal soul and celestial serendipity
That hid the mighty mysteries through ages that echoed
Of tales supernatural, forlorn, miracles all—astray;
The moonlight breathed into me
Bittersweet flashbacks of an afterlife
The foliage hushed, the evening star shone
I drank from the chalice brimming with the elixir of life.
Through the days my eyes they sensed
The enchantment of my terrestrial sojourn;
At darkness, I gaze strangers from unknown realms pass by
And I felt it all – the magic of moonlight.
When liberty caressed her touch so soft
Like the fragile wings of butterflies
Yet it soared amid the sky above
And conquered – terrain, firmament
The azure and emerald marines they swam-
Queen of universal might.
And so the minutes ticked and destiny wavered
As fate would have her time
Through the unflinching stroke of pain, I sensed
Diana’s sacred tears and her fainter moans of cry
My eyes they saw the hunter with his armed bows
Before they slowly shut the light -
My bleeding defeated spirit
It flickered and failed for her hand
And unto the depths it sunk
Singing the last song till the end.
If we don't mess up today, we'll have nothing to laugh about tomorrow