Measure life with eyes all subtleties And find to what length world has changed Since our early childhood; our celestial bonhomie. Happy days dwelt with us in continuity We raced to all pleasure field under careful watch of parents And credited joys in lord’s basket by boisterous clamours. Such a light hour we had crossed Such a heavenly moment we have lost.
Now at middle course of life’s stream While strolling over lonely house’s spacious roof Finding several men walking around us, Our grown up lids for tired retiring Brings the specter of feminine joys. Life’s heavy hour with all obligations and spites Saturates the free flow of mirths.
Sometimes beauties of marvel glow Walk with us in fancy, clutching our feeble hands, Inviting chilling fervor of amorous setting To prove quite disappointing at our lady’s hushing dinner call. Next day begins with another life not actual Children of yesteryears are now men, sons of in actual
Superficial Yet so deep.. The bond The desire To be One soul Two hearts That beat as one… Breaking shackles Sharing agony & pain Panacea Expectations A justification to live To what extent How does a relationship start? Where does
Bones of driftwood wind ornaments clatter leak sand onto the porch, years removed from the sea sky darkening since noon, wind coming in a variable rush quelling the waves while gulls knife across the Sound there’s a greening smell from
A word amidst verses, Coming to life briefly When the reader leases His mind and time solely. That moment of glory, Is transient like you; An unknown for many Very common for few. Alone it’s no meaning, A tale not
Three little words mayn’t fully unveil The feelings that shelter in my bosom For years remained they an untold tale That shall now into reality blossom Melodious words in my mind chime That I chant merrily to you by heart