Midnight Sun…..

Midnight Sun

Tiny yellow lights, On big green trees,

Along the sidewalks, in our dreams,

where we walk, at midnight,

Beside the moonlit path, of white pleasures,

Craving your presence, I walked once here,

But now my love, I walk still here,

With you,

Never wake me up, from this heavenly dream,

Let this be my reality, to my grave,

This dream is, what I’ve been looking for,

All my life I searched, but here I found,

In my reality so you, seeming like a dream,

You don’t really know, how my heart talks to my bones,

Of mighty tales, of beating fast,

With every borrowed, touch of yours

I wish for this night, to never end,

For I don’t need no Morning light,

As you are my Midnight Sun, Under

These Northern Lights, of our shimmering love,

Sheltering our bodies in our arms, we thrive,

On each other’s breaths, feeding on your heartbeats,

We shall survive in my “dream”, My reality,

Shine away my Love, my Midnight Sun….


Warming A Caged Heart…..


Is it this vanilla night light upon the very calm waves, carving a pathway…
The reason for me to wish out of my sensical self of you, for you…
To be right here next to me, with your head upon my shoulders, resting…
Breathing, but oh so heavy that I can feel the heat upon my chest…
Caging my delicate heart, like you, for you to keep warm in these cold nights…
To shelter my soul with a briefest of touch, of your soul’s skin…
I wish in these times to loose all track of times, gone by or to come…
For one and only of many reasons I can possibly think of…
To be with you, in the spaces between this stillness of time…
To fill the gaps between the past and the future, healing cracks of the present…
You have this extraordinary gift you don’t know of, but I do…
The state of this peace I have attained, by just the thought of us, leveraging…
Our hearts for our souls, is not one sees in light at night around the darkest of corners…
But I have, for I have seen this light in you and I can’t walk back…
Knowing this vanilla pathway, leads me to you, your soul…
I shall just lie here still and wait, wait for you to come and rest upon my shoulders…
And warm my caged heart, under the chest you’ll someday breathe upon….

I Hope To Believe…..

I hope to believe

Haunted houses, broken streets and empty souls, no vision, no sights, just a prolonged ache, an ache to be loved, to hold her hand and walk, walk by these haunted house or the broken streets, an ache to look into her eyes, till the moonlight strikes the nape of her neck, till dusk gives away to darkness in that moment when they make love, when those neon angels crash into each other while running for their existence as they know, they know the hurt of the fall that follows, how a couple drops of lime curdle a gallon of milk into a million gooey fragments, making it so soft and vulnerable, just like my heart, my heart where no trace of blood can be found, dried veins, just like my heart about to. I long for that feeling of love, but tired of the aftermath by incidents of the latter. I dream of that girl in the corner of the coffee shop, avoiding any attention, but attracting all of it, like the fire on a church candle, a symbol reflecting purity,  innocence, desire. Hypocritic sometimes, but beautifully even in that. That is something my eyes are longing to witness. She isn’t perfect, but in her imperfections my heart deems’ perfection. Simply because its real, its raw, its untouched, its intense, its unexplored, its not corrupted. That is a fragile reality of her soul. So hard to find, yet so easy and mesmerising to feel by just her presence around you. I’m waiting for that blessing of a moment, or that moment where I feel her 35% devilish and 65% angelic eyes on me or a even a gaze passing by. She exists I believe, living parallel to this judgemental collision of pursuits we call society or the deemed moral architecture, she does. I believe she is waiting somewhere too, looking for me and thinking of me, of all the things we could do or be someday, that day. And when that day will arrive, is a question the universe from answering, but when I do find her, I will lay my hands numb to the beats of her pulse and hold her tight, but soft will be our contact. I’ll loose my way in her eyes, to wash away her sins with mine, we’ll make hard passionate love by the centre of my world. And it will be magnificent, an art is what the linen sheets will show, telling a story only we can hear, of fossilised emotions buried deep inside our bones, bursting to moan, oh so loud, with every thrust of love, confiding in each other’s arms, when testosterone levels will soar high beyond our bodies, when every wrong feels right and there is no wrong, no matter its origin. Its her I’m looking for, you my love. And I believe the universe is, at this very solitary experience of mine, is aligning the stars, one by one, perfectly, for my and you to trip over them into each other’s arms, forever and ever, till infinity defines itself, I shall hope to believe….

A Dangerous Fantasy…..

A dangerous fantasy

Standing not so far away is an angel, the mighty god took a sigh after creating…

And here you are in front of me with your dress swaying and faster, is my heart’s beating…

I see a truth in your eyes, an innocent story left buried under shattered hope…

But a smile on your face like falling stars, you make me wish, with you I elope…

My feet trembling, so eager to walk towards you, as the Yellow Sun turns Crimson…

You paint my vision canvas, with your Orange dress, now my Sun…

Come close to me now, hold me tight in your arms and never let go…

For I’m picking up my broken pieces, to hold together and love you so…

I’ve heard them talk of love at sight, but first is this feeling, to my momentary sublime soul…

I stand here holding my heart in your arms, for Heaven’s sake, do me this dole…

And look into my eyes, and melt in me, I will save you…

From this, oh so cruel world, to make our own, abundant love and judgements few…

These words are nothing but letters of desperation, to make you mine, forever in time…

But you’re way out of my petty league, I’m a subscriber to your divine presence, a crime…

The pieces have fallen again I held, as you walked back to the clouds I’ll never see…

But love is felt more inside than out, like your silhouettes alive in my heart, a dangerous fantasy….


Better Than The Stars…..

Better than the stars

She has the kind of smile, that lights your way up to her world, like a million stars scattered above, couldn’t even if they tried…

Her walk, oh my love, the way she moves her hand while she speaks in that subtle tone is an astonishing truth of neverland that I now believe in, our hearts did collide…

With letters of melting gold, flowing rivers of sensibility, touch every beat my heart takes, from my blood through my veins, its not deceit…

Never felt this urge, to see her again, a longing to hold her again, kissing her in my dreams and walking over it, I stood with that star, up on our feet….

Just Like My Dream…..

Just Like My Dream

A bar full of people, Guns and Roses bringing home the Paradise City back to life, it feels like a surreal dream to be alone in such a place. It’s almost funny how they look at you hopping from one buddy Jack to another. So many pretty ladies and I won’t lie, some beautiful as well. This place makes me wonder where did I lose myself in the whole process of growing up. There was a time, when not a single fuck was given. But today being alone here feels like my childhood is calling me. It’s a sign from above, telling all of us to stop pretending and be or do what we want. Not perform actions based on perceptions of the “LEVEL HEADED”. This has been one hell of an experience. These 3 hours by myself is I guess what I was missing. Something like a loss in translation. And it’s Summer Of 69′ just kicking me back yet again on this oh so cold bar stool. Aah! Now this is a sight! Everybody dancing to Jailhouse Rock and Love Me Do. Hahaha, this is turning out to be one special journey. So many faces, so many thoughts. It’s almost as if every expression on every face is my very best friend tonight and is making wild conversations with me. Splendid and confused is what I feel right now. OH MY GOD! The very girl of my dreams is here… And my my, is she the one or what. Man this night has taken a turn I never expected. I tried sending her an appreciative note, but the stupid bartender refused…. 😦 😥 AAAAAnd she’s funny -_-.

Whoa this LOVE at first sight thing is gonna get me killed someday. This is fucking my sobriety even more apart from Jack (11th drink :P). Damn she’s one of a kind. Like a stream of lonely waters calming my soul to an extent where I forget and lose track of what or who I am. It’s her all around, Just like my dream. I walk upto her and tell her, she’s the most beautiful creation of god I’ve ever laid eyes upon. We talk for a couple of hours about my life, my past, her life , her past. And just when we were on the verge of curing my insanity, I realised it was just my dream, Just like my dream….

Love Blinds…..

Love Blinds

Standing by this valley, A lake I see far away,
Sparkles they breathe, and the breeze makes’em sway,
A naked beauty, virgin untouched lays right beside me,
Under this, part moon of gold, to the otherside a lady I see….

Bathing so gloriously, she takes away all the sorrows,
The gold indeed from her, every now and then the moon borows,
From her to shine, the way she does like this vanilla twilight,
Bare her back slipping drops of sparkles, to not they fight….

An angel descendent, from the treasures of heaven,
To my sight she feeds, on which even the fairies raven,
I want to walk closer, to feel her enchanting mould,
Shivers my thoughts and every reason that I hold….

Somehow the courage seeps in, to tak me to her,
I stand in the same place, but my soul reaches out further,
Follow it I must or I will lose it to her forever,
I want lose myself whole, not just my thought river….

Next to her I stand with a twinkle in the eye,
To the pure innocence in her naked body I sigh,
While she just sways and continues to bathe sparkles,
A desire I feel, to hold her bare and break all the shackles….

Come I back to reality, Silence and me just look and see,
Sitting with legs by her side, submerged in the lake’s glee,
To her back I stand, her hair fell collected by her neck,
She turns as I go close and just pastes a peck….

I hold her hand and ask her who she is?
She says a girl he sent for me, I couldn’t find in those lands of bliss,
For me and only me, She had come to this world,
And for her was I sent, around her my destiny swirled….

We sat besides for hours, without saying a word or else,
Our silence felt every thought, like we played with the shells,
Fitting her fingers in gaps of mine, I look in her eye and smile,
She was smiling at me and came closer, for I waited all this while….

Placing her thumb so gently on my lips, she feels,
The truth in my touch and my words she seals,
Then points to the sky, and ask to show her the moon,
Mesmerising, to her I say, but she is for me the ultimate boon….

Laying her head on my shoulder, she says,
Forever you be by my side, no matter the time or its slays,
My deepend breath answered to her, that never will I leave,
The world may end or time may bend, but her side I won’t heave….

Her eyes my shelter, to her smile I shall breathe,
A promise I make till eternity, with only her will I feed,
For my life and beyond, her vision I shall be,
Blind was she till only now, but through me now she’ll see….

A world she never saw before, was a curse she beared,
Undo this spell I will, and let the witches run scared,
I will show her the world and walk right beside her,
I’d be her eyes and stick, we’ll live happily ever after….