Me..

Showers seem easy sometimes..
Lachrymal less wasted..
less consumed maybe.. Is it the idea of numbness or is it just me...? Plain me? Facing myself after the longest time...and then there arrives the deepest fear..regardless of any syllables...punctuations and prolly silences too...


The fear of loss...

This time, I've lost..not the will to regain but the will to stare at anyone..a pedestrian...some odd cab or well...ummm even you...
I can't look anymore... The gaze cozily settles on the earthy delights...watching a bug creep into its burrow..
and I stay.....maybe out of disbelief.. maybe out of remembrance of destruction...Maybe...out of my love for him... Maybe its just me.. unable to speak..

Its true.. Its true indeed.
Words don't come easy...

Breeze..

This time;
The Waltz of rose-coloured winds...
Snuffed out,
Old rusted rays..
While;
Tufts of catkin bowed,
Murmuring to the willows..
Of the lost songs..
He smudged on her hips..
Searching;
For syllables..
..In the scent of her hair..
Lingering on his skin..
Gentle;
Like the first leaf..
Of Spring..

Horizons..

Reveries;
Of a snuggle into a palm,
Sweeping into the rivulets of fate,
A gaze..
At a tryst of sublime rainbows,
In a daze;
Of bubbles;
And swashes of amphetamine.

A Lily of the swindled waters..
Conquered;
By flames and trance..
With the softest bristle..
Of hymns of love..
Sung by a cradling tongue..
Nestled;
Against the rain-washed meadow..
Where the fragrance faded..
With the trembling petals..
Of naked silence..

Meandering time..

The resonance dissolved,
Into a distant carmine of Marlboro..
In Half-stolen touches..
When the nimble finger-tips,
Held it's unspoken daze..
In a fog of smoke,
Erupting out..
Of that Dum Dum Alley..
She wished to stride..
This Time;
Stained;
By the craving mid-summer moonlight.
Drenched;
By the nocturnal smiles.
Along an endearing pedestrian;
Shaded by his eyes.

Evoken..

The skies blushed with rain...
As the voices rumbled..
In a ardent yearning for the tide..
Over the moonless ceiling of darkness..
Away from the ruffled sheets..
Draped in a craved vermillion...
Within a zilch bareness..
Through a countless infinity..
Of Daybreaks and Twilights..
Engraved in her heart...
Buried in her mind...
Till her eyes clasp him..
Blended in quintessence..

Surrender..

I see him ..
I see myself...
Tender in his eyes...
Trembling with his gaze looking at my cheek...
I see him...
and I see myself again...
In the reflection of the moon drops every night...
Surrendering to his smiles...as they speak to me of his love...
My arms speak to his eyes...
Staring ...
At my eyelashes...
And I surrender to my love...
In an amaranth..
With an indelible kiss ..
Of amour...

Felt..

And then, there came a pause...
Where his hand held her skin
In a nuptial of breaths..

The morn froze....
So, did the remnant moonlight...
Along came chants...
With the whispers of amour...
Which he captured in her eyes...
And her voice...
Looking thru' the distorted glass...
Which..
Streamed down across the skies of two hearts ...
As the forest shook apart miles..
And the Western Coast trembled....
In disbelief and pleasure...
Of surrendering to her love...
In Eternity..
Forever more..