Way up, On a high branch, Hangs the last leaf, Golden, Fragile, Clinging onto a dried branch, Spring’s last hope, As autumn is strewn on the ground, A prediction to an end, Of flowery ornaments , Of blossoms, Of beauty, Swaying on a melancholy cold tune, Wind sealing its fate, Falling upon dead grass, To […]
O ye deluded masses, rise! Be not the dull race, For thy lord is waiting for thee victory, Open ye arms to the golden sun, Harvest your strength against storms, rains of gloom and thunders of tyranny, Spread the warmth & trust, Justice and freedom, Learn to hope, Learn to dream, Ignite the spark that […]
The leather boots, stamped and marched, those weary eyes searched, when all left, waiting on an empty station, with frail legs and wrinkled hands, sat there, a mother, maybe the next one, maybe tomorrow, as the train whistled away, he’s a valiant, he’s a warrior, I cannot lose hope, in pride I must live, O! […]
Pebbles black , grey , brown, held tightly in the palms, as some of them fall loose, tiny palms moist with holding them, pockets full of seashells, and broken glass worn by the tides that hit it for years, with feet free to roam around, raced kids on the shore, “I win , I win […]
Those flames danced, flickered and glimmered, and kindled a spark in me, my soul gathered me, and flew me to eternity, I sighed and gasped to breathe, the wind swirled around me, taking me to limits, a voice in me kept raising high, I found myself in a noisy crowd, bloody eyes peering at me […]
Through my kalaedoscope, of colored glass, of shattered symmetry, and measured beauty, angles and arches, fragments of hazy shadows, stained glossy pieces, over a bricked wall, or within me? embedded, sharp edged, from the fullness of form and shape, came these, broken, and lonely, unnamed shards of glass.
The tear stained paper, and ink blot, where the pen stuck, in the fortress of thoughts, a bold line, crazily drawn over the words, trembling hands set the book in the lap, the lavendar leather cover, coarse at touch, the pen refused to ink down more, fingers tap the cover, the lips quiver to humm […]
Each wilted flower has seen, a gentle smile curled on the lips, a glitter in the eyes that saw it, caressing touch of fingers that brushed past it, a cheek as rosy as itself rubbed against it, a warm sigh of an old lady, remembering someone, a bee that drank it’s nectar, waved in hands […]
The molten golden sun, diving down, into the dusky evening, sets it curtain down, the turtle doves, the blue breasted, orange beaked birds, float and flock their way, to the warmth of their nests, as I lay quietly, snuggled under sheets, all cozy, the wind blows outside, rustling the leaves, on a december’s eve.
I see my fingerprints on the proof of insanity, A song driving bolts into the dead skin, mottling, pale, cold, singing into the ears of roaring sea, debris of penetrating tune piling up at my doorsteps, hear me, my tune, the melody of foiled agony, the snowflakes blown away in the wind, resting aimlessly on […]