In awe

In awe of the way the ocean is

The way a wave is silken calm
And yet there is so much fervent passion

In awe of the sky

The wrapping of blue come alive
The freedom of a thousand dreams in the sky

In awe of happy people

The aura of goodness
Feeling the warmth from a mile

In awe of the golden sunrise in your smile

You are free

Throw your arms up in the air, you are free.
Smile as if it was meant to be, you and me.

Dive into a crystal blue lake, you are free.
Lets get naked, you and me.

Climb on top of an evergreen tree, you are free.
Dance like there's no tomorrow, you and me.

Travel to the farthest place you can ever be, you are free.
Embrace a complete stranger, it will be you & me.

To all the stupid dreamers like me, dream on, it was meant to be.

In time, intermittently, always

Sometimes you talk to me
And sometimes I watch you smiling a sunset shade of sunlight

Sometimes you wake me up
And sometimes you breathe fragrances of fresh mountain streams

Sometimes you stroll into my dreams
And sometimes you whisper the autumn breeze right into my heart.

The journey

The farther you travel,
the closer you'll be to finding yourself.

The more your curious eyes will marvel,
The more depth you'll find in life.

To escape reality,
Is not the way to find paradise.

It is in revelling in each adventure,
Embracing each moment,
Bravely, striking the fears aside,

For that's when you will find that you are alive.

Sleep

When humanity paused for a moment before dawn

He heard the ocean whisper

He heard the silence of the land

He heard the music of solitude

He danced amidst the clouds all alone

And drifted to sleep as the sun kissed the sky

And strode proudly into the morn.

The Night was a Gypsy

A teasing gypsy was the night

She winked with the dawn

To disappear and tiptoe back at dusk

In the darkness, he felt utterly alone

And at the same time in her arms, she made him feel complete

She made him drunk, she was a wine

She made him forget, with her lustful touch

She provoked him to live, if only for so much.

What is ?

What is being lonely ?

Is it being by myself in the vastness of the night.

What is being lonely ?

To have people around but nowhere to cry.

Or is being lonely

Sitting in the midst of fake masks and everything yet not having anyone to care ?

In love and in rum

They played the guitar so hauntingly.
They danced drunk, in love and in rum.
She buried her face in him,
Oblivious of anyone.

He felt strange eyes staring at them.
She was oblivious when he shielded her,
Eyes closed.
They were in love and in rum.


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Location:Neverland

You

You are about smiles and shining eyes,
About voices crackling in candlelight.

You are about laughter and misty dreams,
About swirling waters in bubbling streams.

You are about poems and lily stems,
About happiness that will never end.

You are about the softest snow that's ever been seen,
About elegance and beauty and everything inbetween.




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Location:Neverland

Nothing ever will be the same

We burnt the paths that brought us here.

Made insanity our middle name.

Threw our masks in a gust of wind.

Nothing ever will be the same.

Waiting for a taxi

Impatiently toeing the pavement,

Standing near the tree,

The breeze flirting with her dupatta,

She was waiting for a taxi.

How you make me feel

Where the thunder meets the oceans,

Where the mist meets the seasons,

There, beyond all words,

Is how you make me feel with your eyes.

Words in the dust

In the sunlight
On the windowsill,
Words in the dust.
Spelt in music,
Immortal in song.

In the moonlight
On the windowsill,
Words in the dust.
Blurred with time,
Still immortal in song.

Soaked laughter

Her laughter is made of the warmth of spring,

Covered by petals of fragrant orchids

& soaked in fresh mountain streams.

The grand seduction

Playful flutes flirting with intense Violins,
Occasional Piano keys floating in the breeze,
Aiding in this grand seduction.

A March morning

Where Parrots float in rivers of sunshine,
And indulgent clouds look on.

Where peace is in the gentle sounds
Of a beautiful sunny morn.

She's walking away with my dreams

A hundred suns dawned in my heart
When she triumphantly laughed in glee.

The joy of a dozen strawberries
When she looked, smiling at me.

I close my eyes to fragrant hues
That I know I'll fall in love with again

I can hear her footsteps
She's walking away with my dreams

Where my eyes cannot see

She's on the road

Somewhere from here to eternity.

She could be smiling at me,

But in a different dimension,

Where my eyes cannot see.

Searching in a crowd

I listened to them talk, I answered a thousand smiles

Yet with every gust of wind that nudged me,

I looked around, searching in a crowd,

Knowing you are nowhere nearby.


I listened to every laugh, nodding once in awhile

Yet with every whisper that I heard,

I turned to hear that sound,

That whisper that always made me smile.


Inspiration : This thought was started by @Maria_AyeDee when she tweeted about searching for someone in a crowd.

Awestruck

The sun glanced off your brow,

The brown of your eyes looking deep into mine.

Searching my naked soul as you smile,

Strangers we were in another time.

Jealous !

Jealous of the Candlelight,

That's found it's canvas upon your face.

Shimmers that light up your eyes,

While in the shadows is my awestruck gaze.

Dawn

Winter dawn on Daffodills,

Parrots kiss on the windowsill.

Your face mirroring the golden sky,

As we lay awake in the mornings sigh.

Winter sun

Pour some wine upon the sun,

Let it smile foolishly.

Watch as it walks sleepily,

Hugging everyone.

Let it sing loudly - I am the winter sun !

Everything I want to see

Her eyes are the lamps of the moon,

They are the mirrors of my destiny,

Of everything I want to see.

Innocence

He sat on the edge,

Letting the sunlight fill his face.

She smiled at him with her innocent grace,

And swept right into him.

Meet me there

Meet me there,

On the roads lit with stars.

Where the breeze leads you,

To dance with the butterflies,

When you're drunk from the cup of life.


Meet me there,

On the path to the moon,

Where we stop & gaze at the wonders.

We dare not move,

Lest the spell be broken.

The evening sky on New Years eve

And on the last evening of the year,

The sky is blushing pink

Like a pretty bride

Who has been kissed for the very first time.