Heart of a Woman

The Heart of a Woman,
An Ocean so vast...
The depth so deep,
that dissolves unsaid ...
warmth so azure,
melts any stony-heart...
The Heart of a Woman,
An Ocean so vast...
the patience so calm,
that soothes the feathery willies...
the anger so strong,
waves that wash everything out...
The Heart of a Woman,
An Ocean so vast...
so protective arms,
holds millions of creatures,
unbound...
The Heart of a Woman,
An Ocean so vast...
{editing}

Story

Wet eyes dream a glory...
True or false,
What is the story?
A gemstone,
Kissed temple...
Slowly flooding fog
slips from the hand,
The sand flowing,
through the hand...
Dust is what remains
Fairytale, no more
Only a story,
with real life ending?

purity...

Purity,
always questioned...
Just a whiff of smoke,
shrivelled soft petal...
Dead,
for life...

But
purity surrounds,
even the dark...
Like a lotus...
Flourishing,
inside the filthy pond...

where is it?
in the heart,
of innocence...
where is it?
in the words,
words of kindness...

It’s a moment,
crystalled timeless...

no more

words,
no more can express...
speech,
no more can convey...
swaying agony,
becomes these words...
bewildered soul,
blocking everything,
these cursed phases...
loosing goal,
spirit unknown...
can't hide
not please
anymore...

time

sometimes love is for a moment,
sometimes love is for a lifetime,
sometimes a moment is a lifetime...
you have given me my lifetime,
some treasured moments,
never to be forgotten...
also i find,
sometimes some moments are guidelines,
sometimes some moments are lifelines,
sometimes a life is
a timeless moment...
and that is my life time
lost
in your time...

Happiness...

Have ever tried
to catch a butterfly...
so lovely,
so colourful,
so elusive...
entrapping beauty...
blossom to blossom,
making you sprint...

go behind,
and it’ll scurry
further away...

cease the chase,
sojourn it a bit...
then you’ll see
miraculously miracle,
a wonder...
sitting on your
shoulders...
it finds you instead...

happiness,
a wonderful butterfly...
stop chasing it for once...

let it find you instead,
don’t let it run...

Chasing the train...

Imagine how it'll be like...
An empty stretch...
and an approaching whistle of a train...

[draft version right now... to tired to edit :) ]

Angel On Ice

Sweet little angel,
on the ice...
Sitting pretty,
You make a lovely sight...
Smile just once baby,
make my heart smile...
Laugh like red cherry,
melt my lucid eyes...
My sweet little angel,
playing on the ice...
What are you holding?
holding tight in your hands...
Is it my heart?
Or just cool ice?
Call out to me,
say AM...
Call out to me,
say ringa ringa roses...
My little Doll,
My little Barbie...
too cute you look!
My little Seraph,
My little Princess...
exquisite,
angel on ice...

Eyes...

Look into my eyes
you'll see
your reflection only...
Look through my eyes,
you'll see
the real me...
What the eyes holds,
can not see...
not when hidden
behind a turbulent sea...
still,
if you want to look
look for a laughing tree...
look for a dancing leaf...
look for a shining berry...
look for a trying plea...
if you find nothing,
then you can not
look through me...

Silence

Silence is sometimes
killing...
Specially,
if it is from someone
for whom you care
deeply...