life lived on the lengths of sea,
tides and tenderness everywhere,
wind finds a way to the heart,
depths dissolved me somewhere,
eyes are eager for a tide,
a seagull across the sky,
I wonder if it is all true,
over an occult sea so bright,
Category Archives: Life
Bucket List
Dream without worry,
Travel without plan,
Love without regert,
Sleep without alarm,
Cry without shame,
Help without think,
Write without fear,
Life without Lists.
Tears Tonight
I met a stranger,
in the subway tonight,
he seemed lost,
with tears in his eyes,
ragged clothes,
and a smell of despair,
his world seem fallen,
everywhere,
he sat in the corner,
and cried like a baby,
people didn’t care,
I tried,maybe
but I couldn’t bear,
seeing him cry,
so I went,
and asked him why?
He swept his tears,
and looked surprised,
didn’t say a word,
not a sigh,
took out a paper,
and asked me to read,
I read and couldn’t think,
how to leave,
he hugged me hard,
and sobbed again,
“Old Age Home”,
was his pain
a life now spent,
in utter regret,
as where did his love,
fell short in life,
why the end like this,
why tears tonight.
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The Sea’s Longing
The sea longs for a lost lover,
every beautiful night,
who was taken away from her,
very far out of sight,
Every clear night,
she sees him above,
among the stars bright
lies her lost love,
who conjures waves in her,
with his dim light,
she breaks down in unrest,
even with all her might,
the stars look at everything,
and quietly wonder why,
their love increases with distance,
every single night.
Not Again
I see her seated,
far in the room,
with someone I don’t know,
her lover I assume,
hands in unison,
eyes all met,
listening to the music,
candles brightly lit,
we see one another,
decide to avoid,
it’s time for me to leave,
to say her goodbye,
I walk past her,
she sees me around,
eyes finally met,
without a sound,
she calls my name,
wishes me goodnight,
I see her eyes,
and forget all sight,
walking in rain,
all I tell myself,
not again my heart,
you have already wept.
Poem + Food
Hot Coffee with chocolate,
a packet of chips,
screw the diet plan,
ignorance is the bliss,
writing is easy,
with food around,
I think better when,
my stomach is sound,
chocolates and cakes,
truffles and shakes,
I now wonder why,
GRRM has such a good waist,
(George R.R.Martin,Writer, A Song of Ice and Fire)
with so much eating,
and keyboard on fire,
i feel the urge to sleep,
my utmost desire,
stuffed till the neck,
with food and love,
the heart sings a rhythm,
so melodious,
as I pass to my dreamy world,
I see words dancing,
all-seeing me at once,
like cute puppies glancing,
I pick the one, whose rhythm matches my heart,
the writing isn’t over,it’s about to start,
as soon as I wake up, keyboard’s again on fire
with words all over from the dreamy world supplier,
Writings to Heaven 