There is another sky of brighter days where empty heart has its fill, where another beauty glimmers on the blades of grasses.
Another sunshine shoots its arrows through the clouds of a new sky. never mind my faded dreams, never mind my walls of darkness, I have cherished a valley of champak with its maddening tang of forgotten years, alluring charm of a night.
In this valley of unfading flowers, an illusion of a reality far more real than you and me ! Come here, come slowly with shuffling footsteps, glide to this cottage of dream. Raise the lamp to see my face of exquisite thirst. Let your kisses fall upon my soul!
I am interested in literature, music and philosophy. Actually i am bent on keeping myself updated on all sorts subjects so that I can put my fingers on the pulsating life.I like to talk with like-minded . life is too short and too long. I am now a writer-completed and working on several literary works and a fiction.
I kissed the pillows of her cheeks. Covering myself in the blanket of her caress. While here nothing is heavy. Maintaining the balance of smiles in the bed of her arms She doesn’t mind my snore, relaxed in complete comfort.
Last night I dreamed but not of Manderlay. It was instead of the Oak Ridge Cemetery, in Springfield where death evokes life. The moon bathed everything with its silvery beams making it easy to find my way through row upon
Divide & rule is a common act in our nations, They say politics is a dirt game, though every day we experience politics, Allocation of resources been major politics, It’s a horrifying reality but we have politicians & voters, Lisa
Drifting through the meadow of love On a boat above the clouds Looking down on the face of Earth Colors of a Rainbow on dusty brown Creatures running round and round Demons slaying innocent dreams A gush of red flows