Friday, July 20, 2012

The Moon Lit Night!

The moon lit night stopped by,
to listen to my words..

Not a song,no rhythm.
Not a poem,no rhyme.
Not a fairytale,no magic.
Just me and my soul.

Yet, she stood,in silence,
with all her love and care.
I,then, poured my heart out.
Love,anger,smile and hate.

-All that lived within

The night just smiled and I knew,she knew.
A friendship grew,with the one ,who just listened.
no judgements,no consolations and no advises.
All seemed well,a sparkle in the eye.

But then,she had to go..
Parting ways,but,the smile had just bloomed.
The tender darkness was such a bliss.
The time passed and the day had to take her place.

I felt sad,I would miss my friend.
And then I smiled,I knew she would come back soon.
She would come to listen to me.
She would come,for she loved my voice!

To Blossom

Crisp is the breath when thoughts smile wide, Other times, shallow and heavy - as the unknown besets. Panting in agony, like the young lost ...