A Space for Reflections and Musings
Snowflakes float into your lap in the soaring wind, Like the wishes of your friends residing deep within Your sighs and exaltations as you plough languidly through Hours and strides into your bleak day’s rendezvous With a crimson dove as it calls your dream of stone, As if your name it beckoned, a reality perhaps... Continue Reading →
Up up into the blue sky Not truculent not sly Where there be a swirl of mirth In the silver compass instead of North; Let us to the whirlpool sway Instead of in morbid days stay Into virulent violet and pearl white A venture made in stars bright Beyond the sorrow of hewn trees And... Continue Reading →
When there is no name on your lips And into a fluoroscent azure you slip Like tea in the morning with a song And a conversation two fortnights long To do what one wants to do and die In fame after life fly For a loved one cry And in parchments wrinkled and wry... Continue Reading →
Falling from an ocean star, Effusive as the morning Sun, Juxtaposing souls on an altar, Pearl clouds neath, we run Into a moonshine hue green, Amid a forest euphoric azure, Footsteps in amber unseen, A subtle but ecstatic gesture For minstrels to descend below And golden trumpets weave forth For souls in sonority... Continue Reading →
Look above son! A flying kite, Rustling in the wind erudite, Shower of azure amidst a scarlet hue, Her eyes moisten for you. Chirrup of birds in my garden blithe As a summer and rainbow upon me shine, As we sail away in the distant sea, A tear seems to form in melancholy. March of... Continue Reading →
Into a window I looked Serene, quiet Into a world I stared Pacific. A tale was told - Under stellar light it began Stroke of blackened blue Under stellar night he slept Symbol of crescent moon Under stellar light she swam Beneath a lake quiescent Under stellar light she rose Surpassing surreal glow. Lunar shower... Continue Reading →
Moonlight sifted across the landOn the silver mirror in my handAnd showed me a world in redWhere a hundred ants slowly treadAnd a marching band sang a songThe Duke thought 'twas too longAnd tired he looked to the skyWhere a lonely dragon did flyInto a rainbow in black and whitePrancing pony in a field of... Continue Reading →
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