Another day till the sunset bids its goodbye Hour on the hour, time ticks by Alone as always since you are gone Wandering in the sweet memories and our song
You sang so liltingly, my heart captured in Cupid’s arrow Now I see your face in every full moon’s glow And your smile in the sunset reflection of our favorite stream Your warm softness as we cuddled under an umbrella Our hearts beating, the rain seems afar
Dusk, soft grass and stars, sweet prelude to my dream My eyes grow heavy, your voice from afar, a melodious breath As fireflies dance, their never-ending dance of death
From young, I have a love for the English Language and have been a voracious reader of novels, getting my fill from the British Council and later at the U.S.I.S. Clearly the writing style of UK and American authors is different.It is only about three years ago that I ventured into the world of poetry, and starting to pen my own poems. I find it gratifying and fulfilling to have an opportunity to put my thoughts, feelings and emotions into poems and haiku.
My sweet saccharin smile feigned just for you, even shines in my eyes as I mentally plot your destruction. Small talk and lies drip from my lips like poisoned honey. No sleepless nights plague me, not even a minuscule pang
Behold the scenes unfold herein in the theater of thy mind, Of distant lands and stormy seas or a truth you’re yet to find, While unseen gods and adolescent loves await to take the stage, For Friendly foes and departed