With You In Autumn Evening


The sweet songs of birds,

We hand in hand across the lawn,

Pansies white yellow and violet

Tossing their heads in the breeze,

Somewhere the sound of falling leaves,

The sound of squirrel cracking
the walnut,

Calm weather warm sun.

White fluffy clouds forming different shapes,

A passenger flight in the blue sky,

Sun born in the horizon and

about to die in the horizon.

Both our heartbeats echo inside of chest,

Shutting and opening of our lips.

Your unkempt hair flying backwards,

Yellowish west sky.

Heart shaped fig leaf’s shadow,

Pale maple leaves.

If I could stop this world from spinning,

I would do so,

Just to be with you,

In this autumn evening.

Photo source: http://www.deepbluephotography.ca


Proposal in poetic style


Eyelids want to meet

River banks want to meet

But if the eyelids meet

One would be blind

And if the banks meet

River would be dry.

My heart wants to meet yours

And If they meet would love die ?

Photo source: http://www.french-kiss-u.blogspot.com

Dancing In The Starry Night


Moonbeams fall upon us
Our face so jovial and bright
Others beholding with hush
We’re Dancing in the starry night.

Gazing us thousands we don’t care
Sapphire embedded gown so bright
So gorgeous you in unkempt hair
We’re Dancing in the starry night.

Moon smiles, stars rising few
Meadow lit by fireflies’ light
Moon’s tears fall and turns to dew
We’re Dancing in the starry night

For those who have died
You missed our dancing sight
And for those who have survived
Come and dance in the starry night.

Photo source: http://www.my.opera.com

Faraway My Angel Awaits (a wish)

Faraway my angel awaits
With garlands of white flower ;
May there be no hindrances
When I set out for her.

Faraway my angel awaits
With roses in her hands ;
May there be no disturbances
When I set off from the sands.

Faraway my angel awaits
With love in her heart ;
May there be no sorrow
When I’ll play my part.

Faraway my angel awaits
With a smile on her lips ;
May there be no bereavement
When we both embark to ships.

Faraway my angel awaits
With dreams in her eyes ;
And may our story be never fade
When we both have died.


Would You…?

My heart wants to meet yours
And if our hearts meet
Would love die?

A red rose wants to meet your gun
And if you prefer rose to gun
Would you be a coward?

A poor wants to shake hands with you?
And if the hands meet
Would you feel the shame?

A beggar begs you for alms
And if you offer him a penny
Would you be bankrupt?

Love is all we need
If you share your love, peace and fraternity
Would you be empty?

My question to you, would you…??


With Roses In My Hand

Like the moon brightens the murky night

You have brightened my life in ways
that no one ever could.

In the windy winter days

In the smoky December nights

In the early morning and dusky afternoon,

With grasses soft and green

With dew on the petals of every rose

I wish to be with you
With my newborn heart in you.

The spaces between your fingers are meant to be filled with mine,

Your open arm is meant to be
hugged by me.

I dream of you and me forever

It’s an irrevocable promise.

In the July rain

I’d be with you under the same umbrella
dancing with every splash of the rain.

And when you feel cold

I’d light the fire for you.

In the Marigold field with cuckoo’s song and butterfly’s dance

We would dance till sunset.

And if the whole world collides

We would outlast and outlive all.

And amidst the storm

I will be waiting for you

With roses in my hand.

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