Gone with the wind...a lover's tale..

Gone with the wind, the memories

Of a smile on your lips, of dreams in your eyes

As we sat talking about everything under greeneries

Softly swayed by the freshness of new blue skies...

A kiss lingers on my fore-head

A faint scent makes my eyes blurry in mid-day,

I hear soft murmurs of words that were said

Promises given in the middle of nowhere...

Yet, the next instant it is all gone with the wind

Our Love which was maybe not destined to be

This now leaves over my heart a sad bitter feeling;

Why did you choose Logic over me?

The poet's lair...

The poet's lair is a secret kingdom

Springing out from misty breeze of a cloudy day;

A staircase of freedom

Taking shape from words dropped by everyday...

The words becom lyrics, the lyrics become proses,

Proses become poems and poems become stories;

Words scented with morning dew and wild roses,

Words stilling down minutes, days and memories...

The Poet's Lair welcomes you

With the musty fragrance of falling rain,

The laughter of children that becomes You

In those times of revival after days of pain...

Tangled up in the Poet's Lair lies rainbows of coloured pen

Sand coloured papers and autumn leaves,

Until the Poet's Lair becomes the quiet land

Where the poet can finally be himself and breathe....

Basked out in the wilderness...

Basked out in the wilderness,

 The memories of Love whispering

Plaintive songs in the wind, words in rippling waters…

Busy days and long hours cannot still down the emptiness,

Broken promises are still echoing

In the hearts of deserted lovers…

So if blue skies make the eyes misty

And cool summer breeze make one dreamy,

It is simply the memory of being basked out in the wilderness

Of leaving a dream imprinted in the memory;

The feeling of having reached out for heaven eternally

Until reality dawns through with un-expected Loneliness...

My mind speaking out...

I am starting this blog so as to break the monotony of my current days.. I have not yet figured out what exactly to blog, but I guess the first step would just be to write down a few words...!


So, it's a cloudy afternoon on a lingering Sunday and I've just written down my first words in The Poet's Lair... :)