There are expectations and then there are priorities.
Life in this desert of loneliness keeps being written and unwritten by the sand of memories.
Tuning radio in and out, flipping the pages further down.
Are the glimpse of those times spent with those now not around.
Standing atop my huge ego, facing the diminished version of my reality.
Looking up at the vast sky missing the reflection of my vanity.
Wondering if this universe still cares what I do here in these dunes of sand.
I’m the future missing piece of myself in the past of my insanity.
Think and flow in the ocean of thoughts,
Wondering the answer to where it all ends.
Crushed in the soul than in the fog of words,
Wondering where it all began,
Like the seasoned field of chaos,
Calling me in unknown worlds.
Wondering if I knew the way,
Of the reason to run away then face it in the face,
Are the endless possibilities of my future yet to be shaped.
Crystal and I want to hear you, not hide,
Filters hide the sky, and that’s what I don’t like,
Purpose in my life, finding the way I might have long back,
Meanings are shy and follow wherever the sky seems high.
In this endless universe of mine, time seems to fly,
Filled with the dust from the past, it becomes an impenetrable path,
Maybe the sky often lies, in my delusional starry night,
But when I see you smile, my delusional sky fills with light,
In this endless universe of mine, you’re the traveler, and I’m your mind.
Fallen into winter,
Into your arms since I came to know you.
Your words feel like mid-summer,
I never thought I would miss you.
Every time I see you around,
My heart feels like it is longing for you.
Every instance of your sound,
Make me want to see you at once.
Wish it’ll just end in spring,
And I just move around with you.
Thinking of you every time,
I think I get an inch closer to you.
Flowers in your hands and mine,
Thinking of love all this time.
Forever frozen thoughts,
And your eyes in mine.
You might think it's season but know my love for you is the Sky.
And I thought and thought but couldn’t pinpoint anything.
I’ve few questions. So is Last wish something that we want to do in the present and die or that has to be done by someone after we die?
My answers vary according to the above conditions. If it’s for the…
Lushing cushion, soft prone hands,
Lovely cries created chaos in the healthy hands.
Today’s in fifteen, and I’ll tell you what happened that day,
The day was sunny. The dawn was 3, Awesomely June and year 2003.
The day was normal but only for me,
All the butterflies gathered near the…
Last b’day my sister wrote beautiful poetry for me! It’s very dear to my heart, so I thought of engraving it here with me, in my universe of thoughts and imagination…
It’s the voice I hear,
Every day every night,
Every time, ever since.
The spark of which,
Silences my doubts.
The day I met you,
The courage flowed,
Like water on my skin.
And sparkling since,
It made me see me inside me.
When I let my fear down,
I see galaxies up around,
And shimmering waves of sound.
Whispering in my head,
Saying I can do it again.
When I see you again,
In the summer winds,
We’ll unwind those words.
We unknowingly said,
And sparkle all along, without the tint of the mist.
On the Vespa, we go,
Unfolding the world unknown.
And we kept saying,
When in doubt,
Shout it aloud!
The knot that tied me to you,
Will never ever untangle,
When the sun will start to startle,
The moon will glisten in its presence.
As you start to unravel the flowers,
Hidden amongst in the soft fragrance,
Is my endless love waiting for you,
That’ll never fade away, unlike the scent.
In the sky full of wonders,
Wondering how many of them really matter,
Painted like the rose in the sky,
That’s filled with the blues of the seasons.
Thinkin’ of the stars across the lines,
Forgetting the self-drawn matt lines,
With my hair full of your textures,
Let me wander in your forest until the sunrise.