Solitude

Edvard Munch "The Girl in the Window"  1893

All my emotions pour into you,

everything seems surreal.

No one I need,

just your thoughts I wish to heed.

I bow and listen to the quietness of dark,

silently losing myself.

Peace in heart and mind prevails,

off to far seas I sail.

Calmness of night holds me too tight,

its stillness sings a lullaby.

Clinching steadily onto memory’s veil I stand,

this solitude absorbs me in, as dunes of sand.

Morning Song

My heart sings a morning song,

I feel its soothing warmth.

Yellow sunshine drips in a dale

far and beyond.

A whiff of enchanting breeze,

skipping up and down the hills,

whispers priestly prayers,

all over.

Like clouds my soul drifts,

freely among towering cliffs,

visualising beauty so pristine,

everywhere.

Nature, cradles life with love,

embracing each and everyone,

singing gloriously to us,

the morning song.

Published in Harvests Of New Millennium, Vol 7(1), 2014

I Remember You

I remember you, when I walk through that door,

How every time you held me, not let fall.

I see your glimpse in every corner,

The way you loved me and enamoured.

I still feel your touch on my hands,

The soft dew of emotion left by your strands.

As the wind blows,

Brings your fragrance to the fore.

Can you hear my cries,

Heart wrenching devotions flowing for you.

Yes, I know that you do,

Your gestures and care say it all.

You’re entrenched in my soul deep within,

I remember you from end to beginning.

The Pearl

 The pearl 

White as pale moon

Smooth like satin and silk

When rolls over, flows as if milk

Safe in the hearts of lovers and poets 

Tucked far- far away from riots

In the calm of voids

Within shell lay

The pearl 

A rictameter is a nine-line poem. Each line has a specific number of syllables. The first line has two syllables. The next line has four. The next line has six. The next line has eight. The next line has ten. And we work our way down again (8,6,4,2)

The last line is the same as the first line.

For my little one

Oh! My sweet little flower,

Do you know what a wonder you are!

Your sweet giggles,

Make my life trickle.

When I see you playing here,

My world is just with you dear.

Keep growing and learning new things,

For you have to traverse the worldly rings.

You are my cute lovely doll,

Always stay happy, that’s all.

I Can Feel You

Walking through the soft snow

leaving behind the footprints

in the river of my thoughts I row

wading through the water

leaving myself altogether

for me only you matter

I can feel you

So hurt to hurt you

A tear trickles down my face,

When I think, that I hurt you.
My heart withers with pain,
When I think ,that I hurt you.
My sensations become numb,
When I think , that I hurt you.
You are my whole world, why did I hurt you?
I am so hurt, to hurt you.
When I think that I hurt you.