The White Dove's Flight

Neighbourhood white dove's flight,
Now a free bird, you're out of sight,
Flying away over the desert,
And into the sunset,

Memories of how you'd suffered all this while,
Now your time has come,
To spread your wings and fly,
Look how they shine,

Soaring high up above,
With wind beneath your wings,
Will you now be the symbol of peace and love?
Wish you all the best in life and the luck it brings

Revelation

High up above in the blue sky,
The sea gulls sing and sea gulls cry,
As I stand alone on this white sandy beach,
Trying to leave my mark on the sands of time,
I hear the waves lashing against the rocks,
I see the conch shells and corals around the dock,
Already there, waiting for me,
While they've left their marks on the sands of time.

Bitter Sweet

Mind is on the anvil,
Waiting for the strikes,
Remembering the last devil,
While the priest reads my rites,

Some things are made to be broken,
Life is but a token,
You can't buy over the counter,
And you know you can't count on her,

Mind on the anvil,
Waiting for the last strike,
Remembering my devil,
Before turning to the dust we bite.

Attempted Haiku, Confused, Turned Out A Joke!

You wish,
The truth not be hidden,
From your naked eyes.

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Pasqueflowers and the child,
In full bloom,
Life is not wild.

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Dancing,
In this rain,
Children play in the street.

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Scream,
But, your voice fails,
Under fear.

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Condescending dreams,
The butterfly motion,
As he lies in white sheets of satin.

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The guitar,
He practices every night,
Has no strings.

A Fight For Life - Part 2

With every step, her fragile bare feet burn,
Her life's twists and many a turn,
Has brought her to her knees,
A pious prayer, now prays upon, geez!

She has walked many a mile,
It is "LIFE" and not reconcile,
She has to go on, but she can only moan,
With only pasqueflowers in the wild, she's all alone,

Her favourite orchid's not bloomed as yet,
Procrastination, as its needs have not been met,
She still carries her fetid hope,
Now, she has to nothing to choose but the rope.

Gimme a break

A peck on the cheek, and things she would whisper and
say,
But your heart was made of clay,
T'was washed away by the waves on the same beach you lay,
Where you made passionate love to her the entire day,

Tell me did it bother your mind?
Was it a shame to hold her hand?
Or a surprise to find,
You had traveled to a distand land?



Now go take a break

Die Piggy

I want to hold you in my hands,
I want to give your skin a roasted feel,
I want to savor your meat with red wine,
I want to kill you so you can be my meal,

Die piggy, piggy die, die,
Die piggy, die piggy, piggy die, die,
Die piggy, die, die, die,
Die piggy, die piggy, die,

I want your face adoring my tattered wall,
With your meat in my mouth,
I chew and digest, with no sense of fall,

Die piggy, piggy die, die,
Die piggy, die piggy, piggy die, die,
Die piggy, die, die, die,
Die piggy, die piggy, die,

You taste so good,
You make a good food,
Daisy cooks good pork,
I’m ready with knife and fork

P.S: Keshav...this one's for ya! lol

Lost

It seems like I’ve lost my way,
I hit the road, but was walking jay,
It’s indeed a very hot day,
No compass, no beacon on the bay,

Life just goes on and in vain,
With so many questions unanswered,
Small and little things cause so much pain,
Wish I could fly high, like a bird,
And get my wings and feathers wet in the rain,

It seems so foolish to be dreaming,
When nobody hears what you are screaming,
This ain’t the life you got to be leading,
This ain’t the time to listen to my singing,

It’s time to get up and run,
You’ve come to the end of another hour of fun,
As the curtains are being drawn on yet another day,
Through the corner of my eye, I see you walk away,
And it seems I’ve lost my way.