I feel your shadow,
Closely, by
And a desperate wind
Of cold, surrender
Chills my heart
Making me cry.
Time has passed
Making, no better
So the endless
Question,
‘Why’
How short our
Love and Life
Together,
Smoldering ashes
That refuse
To die!
And the pain embraces,
Strongly,
And my space starts
To close in
As I know,
I’ll love you only
Life was not for us
To win.
In the World’s uncertain Train,Love is Life’s most precious gain.
An attractive melody,Internally palpitating,Deeper than deep can be.Once in love,All battle, useless,Love does come so suddenly,A stranger becomes your idol,One to worship, constantly.Love is strange,But fascinating,Best of best that Life can give,Feelings never duplicated,Without which you cannot live.
In the veiled mist of the phantom pond,I miss you,Nothing is clear any more,A thick cold trembling fog,Has settled in my heart,Nothing moves,As I continue to miss you.A black dense sense of nothingness,Takes hold of my existence,An ill omen for tomorrow.But tomorrow will never come,You have taken my life and my light,And I so desperately,…
Except spontaneous creation,When free of human,Manipulation..Certain Poems,Have it!And when one falls upon One,There is a strangeAnd wonderful flutterOf the Heart,That can make you flyTo regions,Of unimaginable, transparencyThat can only be feltThru LoveParticipating in a dynastyOf intangible and thrillingSensations from aboveSo hard to even describe,The apotheosis,The divine statusOf feeling the immensityOf the Sea,For the first time,Thru…
It just happens,Without frontiers.But many are the loveless,Held back tears,If love doesn’t happen,Life disappears.
Where all hopes have gone astray,The black clouds of pessimism,Inundate the quite prism,Of a World that’s made of ‘isms’,And won’t really ever change.
