...waking love..

Morning wind, beaming rays,
wake me up, and open my eyes,

A loving warmth, I feel by my side,
a calm face, still on sleeping ride.

Silky locks, dangling on your face,
playing with the breeze, they show off grace.

My hand on thy forehead, your eyelids rise,
I see you looking, with passionate eyes.

"I love you" I say, kisses I shower,
she kisses me back, I let it hover.

Her lips on mine, waves of passion swell,
holding her close, sweet nectar I smell.

Drawn into a world, of love divine,
eternally yours, you forever mine.

...diary...

Opening the diary, the key to my soul,
about the day that passed, I try to pen,

How was the day, what did i do?,
I try to think, nothing worth a line.

The people I met, the ones around,
none for a line, no! no one indeed!

People on the road, strolling with their lovers,
a group of friends, having a ball.

Lonely as I was, shadows of sadness,
thinking again, pressing my mind.

time ticked by, pen still in my hand,
nothing to write, past pages I see,

Nothing on them eithr, not even a dot,
Yet its priceless, a witness of my days,

every night, I tried to write,
Thought of all, but wrote nothing,

Blank pages they may be, not a line,
but one thing im sure, they know it all

Closing the diary, I place it safe,
locking the drawers I hide the keys,

No one can read, blank pages they were,
they knew it all, I could see them clear.

...lonely soul....

Lonely days, I have spent many,
no one to love, nor friends any.

Sitting by the window,beaming at the sky,
"Why am I lonely?", I ask why?

Flock of birds, flying away,
green strands, breeze maketh sway.

A dusky tint, spread across,
soothing hue,a blooming rose.

Happiness and love, around I see,
a loved soul, is what I wish to be.

A loving soothe, a caring hand
Is what I miss, Is what I want.

Eyes spill out tears, I feel so cold,
nobody knows, its a reason untold.

...missing you..

A roaring sea, fluttering leaves of palm,
a pleasant breeze, its serene calm.

Lying on the sand, loving warmth I feel
with closed eyes, playing my memory reel.

The time we spent, cosy moments we shared,
that holding hands, at loving dreams we stared.

Life so vibrant, essence of love all around,
I loved you, indeed true love I had found.

Celebrating happiness, throwing away the woes,
Content was I ,with you always close.

Presence of soothe, abundance of care,
whilst feeling down, I knew you were there.

Drawn into the past, reliving those days,
Im dragged to the future, a harsh fact awaits.

I know you are gone, I do realise,
Im alone again, and tears rise.

The sky getting dark, sun taking leave,
I know you are dead, I refrain to believe.

Death came so quick, and you were tamed,
Why you?, me it could have claimed

Lying on your grave, embracing the sand,
Loneliness vanishes, since you are close at hand.

...a love letter...

A pen in my hand, a mind full of love,
I wrote a letter, a letter of love,

Wrote of her eyes, her curvy brows
her silkened hair, her dimpled cheeks,

Wrote of her lips, her soothing smile,
her proud lashes, her breathing nose,

Wrote of her walk, her graceful charm,
her shapely limbs, her eager fingers,

Wrote of her body, a sculpture divine,
her melodious giggle, her honey tinted voice.

Wrote of what she meant, her faithful heart,
her touch of affection, her sincere words,

Having said it all, I look at all I wrote,
passionate words, honest prose,

Its not in ink, Its not on papyrus,
a composition of love, expression of desire.

Tearing it into pieces, pieces of love,
I place 'em on the window, I want them to fly,

Every single piece, a soulful of love,
someone somewhere, a part will reach,

If she is destined, she has to know,
incomplete pieces, complete with love.

With heartful hope, I sleep content,
I wish the breeze, carries my love,

Foolish it may sound, childish I may be,
But if love is destiny, it will shape to real,

Morning ahead, I wake up with the hope,
Look at my window, the pieces gone,

Thanking the wind, heaving a sigh,
Into the sky, a desire I pray,