Poem

To Hold Her…..

For a time you hold so dearly
in your heart a desire to hold them tight, visualising them running into your arms like in a vintage movie with a burning desire matching that of yourself…  As soon as you see them during the time that never seems to pass by…
But when that moment arrives, all we are left with are a few uttered syllables in an ever so dry mouth and a crooked smile of unexpectance even though it was very expected…
Why is it so that the heart starts to beat faster than ever, at that very moment…
And we are left with no strength whatsoever to just go up to them and hug them right…
I missed her every single minute she was away, yet all I had to give her was an awkward smile when I saw her…
The truth behind it was more painful than one would imagine, the horrors of a broken heart are way beyond the unknown and the answers to why this feeling is everlasting is still a question mark…
Everytime she smiles, my heart seems to skip a beat, a state of nirvana is what my soul describes it to be…

Her eyes, they twinkle like the light of a million galaxies was trapped in them at their mercy to show them light…

Oh and when she talks, I can barely concentrate on the words that she speaks, instead I lose myself in the oh so sweet sound of her voice my ears were meant to hear, Day and Night! 

Yet, Now just thoughts of holding her till eternity in my arms, haunt me…

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The Wait…..

The ruins of an abandoned heart waits somewhere, to be restored again…A devastated soul waits somewhere to be pulled together again…

Haunted memories roam the streets somewhere waiting to be free again…

Shackled dreams wait somewhere to be rescued again…

A disturbed self stays afloat cold winter nights, waiting for you…

To come and hold me, so tight..

And just to hear say, it’s okay…

I’m here….

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….

Stars And Love…..

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An ocean of emotions, at a distance but not from the soul…

A wildfire of passion, burning but parts of my mould…

A manifestation of sorts, deep rooted within me…

Your love is what everything to me, there is to see…

Exciting as it is, the thought in itself…

Listen to my words, do not pretend to be deaf…

For mutuality it craves, craves the warmth of your palm…

An electrifying moment in your eyes, a reflection of me but calm…

Flowing through my cracks, an exciting love like the dawn…

One at dusk, which won’t fall but glide across like glowing neon…

Light it will spread, to my body and soul like you do…

Our love will be every star, we’ll gaze at from our roof…

Oh these stars, that make you smile everytime…

I wish I could I die, so I’d see you smile far in time…

When no other star will survive, but I will…

To keep that smile, where it belongs to be still…

On your petal like lips, so lustrous and pure…

Like your heart, is my only cure…

Just lay still by me, keep looking beyond…

The grey highlights of the moon, of which you are fond…

I’d live like this, If I had to for nights to come…

To see your cheeks sparkle, of love called by some…

You say you love stars, to see them through clear ceilings…

Or mountain tops so high, But baby its these little things…

That you say, make my heart melt and mind sway…

To a distant world, we’ll call our own someday…

How you like to say happy, over and over again…

Pretend to not understand, my flirty remarks and refrain…

Cute is a word, that hardly come close to what I want to call you…

But helpless I stand, because there is no word in the dictionary too…

But just a light feeling of flight, In my heart thinking of your smile so dove…

This roof is my new home, because of our Stars and Love….

 

 

 

Marriage love…..

A Marriage is not love…
Love is a marriage in itself…
A marriage of emotions and the soul… It doesnt really matter to what anyone says…
Its that glazing sublime mixture only your heart can gratify…
The kind that you’ll find deep, in the oceans…
Along a bed of abandoned pearls….