Words of love

One of the earliest pems in my dairy. Wrote this when I was out of school and new in college...

One Evening, He met her,

alone they were in the woods,

his heart thumping loud,

he said "I Love you".

Pretty eyes met his,

gazes locked and his heart stopped,

then came the words "I love you too brother".

The lady waiting...

Living through hell,
my life stumbled on you,
I took notice, enchanted,
dissolved in your love,
truly there was nothing more true.

Ah! days of fiery passion,
souls entwined with bodies,
there was no space for life,
we had engulfed it in us,
living in the moment.

Golden tresses made a pillow,
your emotions gently resting on it,
laid bare myself for you,
taking you in with my purest love,
never once wishing it to end.

Where are you now?
I await you by my window sill,
longing and living through hell,
until i meet you again,
to re-live my life and my love.

Beautiful Days

Years two i spent with her,
My first and my only love.
Years gone by since separated,
though images still alive.

Days coloured like rainbow,
flew past without notice.
Days dripping with sweetness,
finished leaving no taste.

Sweet fragrance of her lingers,
a silent part of my heart treasures.
Sweet moments lay buried,
threatening to burst out.

Touches of soft feather,
remind her gentle hands,
Touches of soft silk,
kindle my passion for her.


Pain could never kill,
only mutilate my heart.
Pain never stood a chance,
My love still remains.

Living without her is easy,
for living to cherish those beautiful days.
Living to relive moments,
of fond remembrances and first love.

bottled emotion

Days many slipping along,
years on the calendar fly by,
yet the words not spoken,
emotions flooding my heart.

Silence deafens when I see her,
I speak not a word nor hear one,
eyes fixed on her enchanting self,
smiles sending ripples through my heart.

Hours slip by unnoticed as I gaze,
silently and forever waiting,
I feel she notices me,
but i cannot take a chance.


Emotions burst through my heart,
compelling me to speak to her,
What should i say? how would i say?
Ponder as I walk to her.

I dread, fear grips when I think,
She might reject me,
years of love be spurned,
rather I stay and love.

Garden i dream of

This is the only poem where I had tried Imagery...

Pleasant dream revisits me every night,

bringing on me a gentle smile as i remember it,

i find myself there in the blissful garden,

transported by mere thoughts as if by magic.

 

Delightful pixie's fly around,

awakening me gentlly  to the delightful perception,

trees of crystal sparkle in the pleasent sun,

bearing on them fruits of glittering silver.

 

Suprised, I walk a little further,

a sight more enchanting enthralls,

little fairies,with wings of rainbows,

flying around, playing a defightful game.

 

the stream that flows near,

beautiful as a diamond,

catching the light,

throwing bright sparks around.

 

I stand here, amazed at the beauty,

i wonder if i am dreaming,

nay, I am not, I realise,

when one of the fair creatures,

throws a knowing lovely smile.

Love had spurned me,
pain engulfed my soul,
happy moments spent together,
relived in my mind times thousand,
stabbed my heart again and again,
mere death seemed a compromise,
for love (mine) was deep I felt,
promises of bond for life,
repeated many times in past,
seemed now to be hollow echoes,
reminding of the void,
the ultimate compromise (death),
seemed the only way,
but then what would happen to the love,
would it live without me,
to let my love for her orphaned,
for neither she was nor me,
i questioned myself,
would my pain or death renew my love,
my love needed to be kept alive,
that spark and sweet memories,
valuable more than my life,
a smile broke out,
she ceased to be important,
the mere love enoough to last,
gently i retraced my steps and thoughts,
life is sweet i realised,
the worthless removed by nature's will,
retained with me my love. I stepped ahead.

inner voices

Pondering over my emotions,
breaking them into the light,
that's how it all began,
I remember well.

Spurned by love and shunned,
depressed and in despair,
heart overflowing with dark emotions,
of self pity and jealousy,
I needed to cry out.

Tears were humiliating,
for losing love is so,
death didnot interest me,
I needed to live.

Emotions became too strong,
mind became a haze,
my love for words overtook them,
I needed to write.

Emotions poured out,
freed from bondage (of mind),
they kept flowing,
I need to rest.

peace regained, words remained,
strings of words,
to make feel my emotions,
wonderful it felt,
anger and pity lost,
I needed to keep writing.