Saturday, October 24, 2009

Why is it that a statement of love
Is so forsaken
If life is forsaken
Will love be gained
Why is it hard for me to say my words of love
And not be misunderstood
All I seeked was to convey
My security
Why did it trigger past insecurities
Cant I convey my love
With no trace of the past
When I meant I never need to know
I mean you make me secure
I never need to know the dark side
Coz you’ll always be my sunshine
Why did you
Think I am comparing you to darkness
When I compared to light

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Cockle shell

Babble of many voices

Concentrated on a nation's idiocrasy


While bread it did bring

Good sleep was forfeited


While graphs went up down

My tired feet found new joy


Bare foot I pranced around!


For among all dat noise

There was a gentle whisper


A voice

That can calm the storm


In this ocean flooded

With life unexplored
Saline

Restless mind over stones n pebbles

A flavored life-but tasted never

Mysterious under moonbeam

Vibrant under sunlight

She found her kindred in the sea

Drowned!

Beginning and end-fathom not

But together in the abyss

New colors found

Tides...

Bring in this story

Every spray a whisper

When your heart's as cold

As a night without the moon

When sunlight too is as dark

Listen!
Sunshine


Away in the woods

Was a tiny lil flower


Waiting for sunshine

Waiting for rain


No admirer

Would ever pass

That forsaken route


A Gardner find

Is of hope lost


Then a ray of sunshine did appear

A drop of nectar

Even rain perhaps


An unknown traveler

Did find this flower


In common they had

Only the wind - that breathed life
Drift

A walk I craved

Alone I insisted

Well couldn't resist the wind

She could accompany


As I wander not far

Silence dawned

While I thought all was lost

A question I found


Mind pondered

My body resisted

My soul urged

No good would come


A reply needed said my mind

My soul knew better

If know not silence

You know not when flowers bloom