Somewhere Life Is A Figment of Imagination
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Saturday, October 29, 2005
Bless
I bestow upon you,
The best in life & be amongst the chosen few,
And may you spread the joy of life,
To one and all, to end their strife,
May you whisper happiness in to their ears,
Bring on the smile and purge their fears,
Harbinger of a gleeful monsoon,
Rain bliss morning, night and noon,
May you have the power to heal,
And feed the hungry a full course meal,
May your every step taken be forwards,
Weave verve in all the spoken words,
May all the houses and all the streets be lit,
So be it.
The best in life & be amongst the chosen few,
And may you spread the joy of life,
To one and all, to end their strife,
May you whisper happiness in to their ears,
Bring on the smile and purge their fears,
Harbinger of a gleeful monsoon,
Rain bliss morning, night and noon,
May you have the power to heal,
And feed the hungry a full course meal,
May your every step taken be forwards,
Weave verve in all the spoken words,
May all the houses and all the streets be lit,
So be it.
Monday, October 17, 2005
A Moment
As she walks the aisle on the steps of heaven,
The wind holds no sway to her furtive love,
Her pink lips lock in tandem,
In a moment together in solitude
The wind holds no sway to her furtive love,
Her pink lips lock in tandem,
In a moment together in solitude
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Empire
The pallid aura,
Once a rich golden throne,
A reminiscence of those glory days,
Now lies broken and thrown,
The grandeur of a majestic king,
And his exquisite queen,
Enthralled one and all,
But humpty dumty had a great fall,
The magnificent hallways,
Draped in silk and walls studded with many a gem,
Now cry in nostalgia,
The symbol of the once mighty realm
All, all withdrew, when needed most,
Threw their weapons on the ground,
They owe no allegiance,
Now a different king plays host,
The pomposity of the new valor,
Now breathes deep in his conquered world
As yet another day dawns to light,
A new kindled spirit is ready to fight
Once a rich golden throne,
A reminiscence of those glory days,
Now lies broken and thrown,
The grandeur of a majestic king,
And his exquisite queen,
Enthralled one and all,
But humpty dumty had a great fall,
The magnificent hallways,
Draped in silk and walls studded with many a gem,
Now cry in nostalgia,
The symbol of the once mighty realm
All, all withdrew, when needed most,
Threw their weapons on the ground,
They owe no allegiance,
Now a different king plays host,
The pomposity of the new valor,
Now breathes deep in his conquered world
As yet another day dawns to light,
A new kindled spirit is ready to fight
Monday, October 10, 2005
Wanderlust
Sweet memories of those getaway days, have begun to fade,
Memories of me playing under the mulberry shade,
With the feeling of the wind in my face,
How I miss those intimate escapes,
I’m packing my bags and I’m off tonight,
Pasqueflowers in disguise, I’m well out of sight,
A receding dot on the horizon, by noon,
I’ll be on the bright side of the moon
Memories of me playing under the mulberry shade,
With the feeling of the wind in my face,
How I miss those intimate escapes,
I’m packing my bags and I’m off tonight,
Pasqueflowers in disguise, I’m well out of sight,
A receding dot on the horizon, by noon,
I’ll be on the bright side of the moon
Saturday, October 08, 2005
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