Tuesday, August 24, 2010 6:29:29 AM
LOVE,LIKE DROPS OF MORNING DEW,
QUENCHES THE THIRST OF PARCHED LIPS OF
FLOWERS,
DECORATING THEIR LIVES WITH CHARMING COLORS,
LOVE, WITH THE BREAK OF DAWN,
SLIMMERS WITH SONGS N SMILES,
WITH THE ADVENT OF SEASON OF LOVE
THE DESERTED FOREST,TOO,
FEELS LIKE A PARADISE, FRESH N NEW
LOVE, LIKE DROPS OF MORNING DEW,
LOVE LIKE FLOATING CLOUD ABOVE,
BRINGS RAIN N LIFE TO THE BARREN LAND OF
HEART
EVEN LEAF IN THE GARDEN,FEELS FRESH N
ALIVE,
GREEN GRASS RISES FROM THE STERILE
WOMB OF EARTH,
LOVE ENLIGHTENS, EVEN THE HEARTS VOID OF
LOVE,
LOVE,LIKE A FLOATING CLOUD ABOVE.
LOVE BURNING LIKE A FLAME, A FIRE,
AWAKENS THE SLEEPING HEART WITH
ITS ETERNAL LIGHT,
WITH MANY SECRETS,THE MORE
AFFECTION IT BESTOWS,
LIKE A WAVE, IT RUSHES TO THE SHORES OF
HEART,
DANCING, DRESSED IN A COLORFUL ATTIRE,
LOVE, BURNING LIKE A FLAME, A FIRE
LOVE, LIKE A VISION, A DREAM,
BRIGHTENS THE EYES LIKE THE MORNING SUN,
SPARKLING STARS OF BURNING DESIRES,
RESTLESS HEARTS,WD CHANGING
COUNTENANCE,
TREES BECOME VERDANT,WHEN,
THE BIRDS OF DREAMS DESCEND UPON THEM,
WHEN THE STARS,TIRED N DESOLATE,
WHISPER SOFTLY TO THE EARTH,
MANY CANDLES SHINE,IN THE EYES
TIRED WITH AGES OF TORMENT,
LIGHTS OF LOVE FLOWS LIKE A STREAM,
LOVE, LIKE AVISION, A DREAM.
LOVE LIKE AN AGONY,A PAIN,
LIKE METAPHOR OF THE SEASONS GONE FAR,
SHINES IN LONELY NIGHTS LIKE A TWINKLING STAR,
WHEN THE CANDLE FLAME BEINGS TO QUIVER,
WHEN THE BREEZE OF DESPERATION
BEGINS TO BLOW,
WHEN STREETS SUDDENLY BECOME
DESERTED N LOVE,
WHEN THE HEART IS LEFT WITH NO CONSOLATION,
WHEN SHOULDERS CAN NO MORE BEAR,
THE BURDEN OF GRIEF,
LOVE,LENDS ITS COMFORTING HAND,
LIKE A PASSIONATE FRIEND,
LONG AFTER THE CARVANS HAVE GONE,
IT DANCES LIKE A SWIRL OF DUST,
AGAIN N AGAIN,
LOVE LIKE AN AGONY,A PAIN.
Monday, August 23, 2010 2:19:11 PM
ABSTRACT IMAGES
THE SINGING NIGHTINGALE,
DESOLATE, WILL ONE DAY SETTLE
ON THE LEAFLESS BRANCHES,
HER SONGS WILL FADE AWAY.
SUNLIGHT OF LATE AFTERNOON
WILL DESCEND IN THE
BACKYARD OF MY HOUSE
N SILENTLY SPREAD AWAY.
RAINY SEASONS,
AT A REMOTE RAILWAY STATION,
THE TRAIN WILL BRIEFLY STOP
N WILL SOON TURN AWAY
IN A HALF OPEN WINDOW
THE ONLY VINE THAT CLINGS,
STORM_BATTERED FOR AGES,
WILL DIE N BREAK AWAY
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Monday, August 23, 2010 2:16:37 PM
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SOMETIMES
SOMETIMES,
TRAPPED IN
SUFFOCATING NIGHTS,
WHEN SOUNDS SLOWLY
DRIFT INTO ST UMBER
HALT ASLEEP,ENTRANCED,
IN A STRANGE DREAM,
BEYOND THE OPACITY
OF DUST THAT STRETCHES
BETWEEN U N ME,
I SEE THAT U TOO ARE
ALONE N WIDE AWAKE.
Friday, August 20, 2010 11:48:27 AM
C
LOVE
FOR IF U EVER THINK OF ME,
LOOK AT A STAR IN THE SOFT, MOONLIT NIGHTS,
IF IT BREAKS FROM HEAVENS
AND FALLS AT UR FEET,
KNOW IT WELL THAT IT IS A METAPHOR OF MY
HEART,
AND IF IT DOES NOT BREAK....
BUT HOW IS IT POSSIBLE
THAT U CAN CAST A GLANCE
AND IT DOES NOT GIVE AWAY ITS LIFE
FORGETS ITS EXISTENCE
IF U EVER THINK OF ME,
TOUCH SOFTLY THE GUSTS OF PASSING BREEZE,
N U WILL FIND ME IN THE FLOATING
FRAGRANCE,
LOOK FOR ME IN THE ROSE PETALS,
U WILL FIND ME REFLECTION IN THE DEWDROPS.
BUT IF U FAIL TO FIND ME
IN THE STARS, DEWDROPS OR IN THE
FRAGRANCE
U WILL FIND ME AT UR FEET,
IN THE DUST COVERED PATHWAYS
N IF U SEE A CANDLE FLAME,
KNOW IT WELL DAT I TOO,
LIKE A MOTH DAT BURNS ITSELF,
M SCATTERED WD THE ASHES,
CAST THESE ASHES INTO THE RIVER MY LOVE,
I SHALL TRAVEL TO THE OCEANS,
LAND ON AN UNSEEN ISLAND
N CALL UR NAME.
IF U EVER SAIL TO THE OCEANS,
DO STOP AT DIS ISLAND TOO,
IF U EVER THINK OF ME................[/I][/SIZE]
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Tuesday, June 15, 2010 1:32:14 PM
maksom
I WAS NEVER THAT DESPERATE IN LOVE,
THAT I WOULD BRAVELY JUMP INTO FIRE,(trust me my love I would have stopped)
UR TEARS WERE TEARS N NOT A FLOOD,
EVEN WHEN SHED, LOST IN THE DUST,(like the morning dew ,brief sparkle n lost for ever)
THE WORDS OF PROMISE THAT WE EXCHANGED,
THAT ON THE VERDANT BRANCH OF LOVE
BLOSSOMED LIKE ROSES WD UR KISSES,(they can b plucked n thrown away)
N FOR THE DREAMS THAT ONCE IN UR EYES,
DANCED, VIVID WD THE COLORS OF RAN BOW,(they too, can turn n fly away)
SO WE CAN DO AWAY WD THE PROMISES,
THE DREAMS N THE COLORFUL ROSES,
FOR IN THE EB N FLOW OF TIME,
THE ARE BUT A MOMENT SO BRIEF,
IF THE HEART IS FILLED WD
THE COURAGE TO DEPART,
WHAT GOOD ARE THE PROMISES,
COLORFUL ROSES OR DREAMS?
CAUGHT IN THE UNFATHOMABLE
OCEAN OF REMORSE, MY LOVE,
............FOR ON ONE HAND
:THE HEART LACKS THE COURAGE TO BREAK PROMISES,
............AND ON THE OTHER
:EVEN IF I COULD MUSTER UP THE COURAGE TO TURN BACK,
MY LOVE BELIEVE ME
"I HAVE LOST THE TRACK THAT TAKES ME BACK TO MY HOME"
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Sunday, June 13, 2010 5:15:17 AM
JUST THEN REQUEST TO U
when the moon starts its slow descent on
the broken stairs of night,
when the hopes being to melt in the cold
flame of grief,
when the voices-begin to drown in the
gloomy ocean of heart
when the seasons slip away,when the
butterflies cease to talk,
when living becomes a duty, void of
meaning, worthless,
when every passing moment falls on me
like an abuse of life
when faces vanish in the deep silence of
remembrance
when eyes,heavy with pain,drown in the
whirlpool of memories,
when flames die away,when dreamed
being to scatter,
just then if u could walk into my life.........
My Opera
