Thursday, January 31, 2008

Amusing War


Sparkling green lights,
And a crimson gown.
Your confused wide eyes,
Dazzled with questions.
Cunning hopes drawn on my face,
Victory is warming the air,
Your looks open the door,
Taking a small peek.
A Wide room suffering a vicious ceiling,
Red shadows painting the walls,
Dark closet full of dry flowers,
Uniting for the funeral.
Smelling like dust.
Arrange your bouquet,
Wear your agonic perfume.
Put on your appealing jacket,
Smile and turn around.
The velvet blossom with glowing petals,
Heavenly releasing a golden aura,
Waved goodbye a while ago.

A Moment in time

Leaning my shoulder on the wall,
Staring at the ladder shaped clouds.
Wondering about your warm looks to my eyes,
Your runner away eyes when they meet mine.
I am a refugee,
Suffering an aching need to camp in your smile,
To rest my head on your chest,
And softly ring my arms around your waist.
I heard your steps coming behind me,
I listened to your inner whisper,
But I muted my confessing voice…
Protecting my ego from a self-stabbing!
Loving you is inventible.
The sweat vulnerability of the numb lips,
Dying to tell you the truth!
And after the famous three words,
I’ll drown in my dizzy affection,
I’d vanish from the red flush invading my body.._

Shiverings

You are a cold breeze in the dawn of a summer night…
A deep breath after a long run…
An emission of innocence from my old blanket.
And hearing your voice feels like coming back home…
The waves of love has carried me to your shore,
And there I lay down peacefully,
Where I don't want to open my eyes…
While enjoying those tides of passion hitting my body,
I surrender to the enchanted shivering
Your touchable voice is tempting me
To stay in your territory for eternity _

Divine Green

I blamed you
For mornings with no mist,
For embracing nothing but air.

Stay on my white ground

Its cold outside,
But,
I’ll shatter walls of confusion
With a divine knock of love.


You’re my purple rescue boat


Hazy road,
And a lighthouse standing.
Walking my own path,
On this planet called earth.

I got no hands but yours to hold


Holding a rose in my hand,
Wishing for a full moon,
To glow every night.


The Warmth is fading away


Standing on a silver cliff,
Watching a new day,
Stepping on relics of passion.


You’re wrapping my heart with a black ribbon

The pouring rain,
Is carving me a gemstone,
To be held in my eyes.

My tears are longing to your fingers

A glance that I’ve forgotten,
Is floating now,
On my lips.