Often my dreams are filled with you presence, My waking hours with you scent How often have I felt your presence near me? I do not know, it seems like…
My existence, subdued by chaos My hope and dreams by a waiting for tomorrow That never shows itself A tree gazes at me, I look on Water droplets on my…
Tossing and turning, staring aloof Waking and yearning, looking for, the Woman in awe The journey of life I have been travelling too long, Have come thus far, all alone…
The sound of flowing water I hear On a gloomy day, amidst a forlorn mood Incising my soul, neatly into half A glimpse I see of my deepest desires and…
Sitting on the window ledge, Watching the rain drop and fall, Listening to them tinkering upon the tin, Makes me reminisce My thoughts dissipating towards melancholy, As if, it was…
Standing naked, on the wharf Sounds of silence, beckon my thought I wonder, at the wonder, of Where will the horizon finally meet? Droplets of water, on my face Sound…
When you think it has happened It feels sublime When you think you are in it The feelings so profound When you know it has happened The world seems…
Straight in the eye Stops for a moment, then passes by The moment seems like eternity Lighting a violent spark of creativity Long since lost, in a state of…
Memories of a time gone by, Seem vivid as if it were, on celluloid Making me tremble with fear and joy Desolation sucks me deep within Into a vortex of…
Alone! All Alone Seeing life passing me by, With its moments of upheavals And the moments grounded in happiness In suspended animation Seems like an illusion, once past… Alone! All…
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