a daylight dream

i have learned much less through doubt than death and by death I mean a sweet surrender when the heart ceases to breathe and eventually, instead, sings sweeter songs than the usual hum in its chest what a caged cavity each friday dawn we lose ourselves to that special kind of sweetness we lay mirrored by constellations and forgiveness something, then, does die so sweetly.

when the ground beneath me cries in the terror of ones hungered severed torn how could I have known the grace of a smile was made into being experiencing cycles of pain before I was born

i ran to chase the blackbird count the grass blades and the little buds in the dead trees asleep oh the mischief in untamed free curiosity oh the lavender glow of moonrise in my soul life begins this slow when you don’t notice it at all.

light from faded beams, visit our distant eyes, illuminating our beloved sky. her touch is grace, and she topples the clouds, straight forward to our chests. and while we lay, on the soft green, we feel everything, to become one with our dreams. and everyday, we appear on silent nights, peeking gently for her light, seeing her less and less, but we remember that oneness, she blessed into our hearts, for without her, we would be spread apart. at times when we lose touch, and she is in the sky, i recall her fullness, and fading light. perhaps its within those phases, we are meant to unite, then may time pass, and unravel secrets of life. where is she? she is the moon. surprisingly, you will see her soon, adorning the sky, in darkness and in light, fearless and free, against the ordinary night. and i understand how it must be, to grow closer to her, for she captures beauty, so vivid to remember, and she w...

In a distance that estranges, Our lively happenings, Far apart in disparate worlds, Secrets hidden for right timings, Truths kept aside in fear, The revelations of what is so dear, Entwined by some hopeful prophecy. And we plant the same seeds, Under different phases of the moon, We will grow in different shades, Of green and maroon, In some time and space, Unrecognizable eyes will meet each other, Will I know you? Will you be the anthem of your soul? This distance is ghostly, It will keep haunting me, With the poetry of you, The unearthly side I know. And perhaps that is beautiful, That I hold complexity so entrancing, Keeping you at a safe bay, But every once in a while, You will choose to stay— Won’t you? In times spent alone, You are still close, Your name spelled out in fields, My heart dearly owns. Wherever you are, That distance multiplied by half; Our coordinates on this map, Your hands wrapped around mi...

She scrubbed him out of her skin, And shed flowers instead of sin, Yellow petals, one by one, Shedding like a setting sun. He was all that made her smile, Kept her awake in long summer nights, For a love like him was to stay, Nearer and closer, everyday. But soon distance evolved, Into problems not yet solved, It felt easier to stay away, Such a lament is not for display. Nights get shorter, Bodies not warmer, Dandelions in the spring, Named by the melodies you sing, And I waited for your voice, You were an inevitable choice, When choosing between, Thrilling risk and tormenting fear, But I’ve waited for so long, Dearest, is there something wrong? Anger crashes like a tide, Haven’t we agreed not to hide? Doubt, patience and a beating heart, I’ve known it from the very start, We were the magnets and the like-poles, Now life is pulling us apart from our souls, And as May swiftly rushes in, With determination and the desire...

Of a broken heart,  I slept yesternight.  Lone and lust, up a hill.  Lost my balance,  Into smithereens,  I turned and rose,  Layers above.  From down below,  The winds were a breeze.  They blew silently;  The paleness in my cheeks,  Rustling leaves,  And paths,  I trailed.  Yet skyward,  The winds are a torrent,  Numbing me,  Completely.  And they take me,  I thought I was lost,  But what am I,  Now?  I learn to cope,  To stay present.  Feel the clouds,  Glazed by sunsets,  Toppling somewhere,  Transforming a mindset. I learn to rule,  To lead,  A kingdom in a realm,  That tames me in my wildest scheme,  That no one ever sees.  Need not I you,  For you give me nothing,  Respect shall suffice,  Your love is unnoticed.  Reali...

The sky has clouded upon me,  Though I’m longing for hope,  In the sun rays,  In the visible paths of our home.  This world shall give us,  More than we need,  If we wait to see,  What falls in place,  In time.  I overwhelm my mind,  With perplexing shadows of life;  The broken believers,  And their faded dreams,  Gave up before they reached the shore.  Today is never the last page,  To judge upon losing hope,  For the mornings shall always unravel more.  Dandelions I picked,  And blew away,  Wished for my heart to forever remain,  Strong to believe,  Them magical dreams.  There are days, perhaps like today,  Where the world conceals,  And hides within.  I let it be,  For it needs the time,  And I need the mystery. All is well,  Never mind the tired eyes.  At night I shall s...

Nearer than the stream of air, Breathed in to your chest, The fragrance of spring-blossoms, And the sweetness which follows. Nearer than the warmth, Of the first beam that comes, Igniting into your room; The sun rising too soon. Nearer than the melodies, You’re singing so slowly, I’m immersed as they’re echoing, I’m nearer than your wildest imaginings. Your “how are you?”, Is my favourite question, It somehow diminishes, The over-extending distance. Softening my heart; Your sweet affection, Such things not forgotten, They’re nearer in this trustful direction, Where we look upon the fields, Eyes beaming with possibilities, Towards the apple trees, Their white lush blossoms, Falling gently on our shoulders, Peachy hues through open windows, Shared by our sun-kissed skin, It’s the first time we live, A moment like this, When sunrise stories exist, Not only in words, But in eyes reflecting utmost bliss. In the near futu...

Harnessed by the worlds that part us, We are, Roaming in the wilderness, Of faint lines; Light beams that colour, An unfathomable love, A piece of restful art, Coloured by time, And patient hearts. We are left artists, For the universe to discover, We tread different roads, That bring us back to each other. Falling gently, A little back behind, The night dims the canvas, Hidden in your eyes, Close them, dear, The new day shall rise, The morning sun, For the world shines, A graceful leap towards, A direction of faith, And it will be alright. In this distance, Our art is rewritten, Photographed and edited, Sung and performed, Melodies echoing. Perhaps we need lone times, To strive towards, This wonderful masterpiece. The distance leaves a question, Do we need to keep perfecting? Alas, it’s just us, The artists this love made us become.

World says ‘ no ’, It sends me a warning, Somewhere in the middle, Of the path to my ideals. It sends me voices, Embedded in fear, ‘ You must not ,’ ‘ Live your dreams .’ And I hear wails, Rivers of complaints, Souls wrapped up in guilt, And tormenting shame. I suddenly believe, It was never meant to be; The passion I thought Earth, Would hold for me. Warnings; Doctrines and papers, What should be done, And what should not, Not a soul on here, Is truly free, We are what they call, Uncountable borders, And invisible wars. Whilst the world is a picture, Learned thoroughly, I decide I must share, The photography, Of metaphors, Instead of their, Tailored truths. I’m constantly warned, Not to listen to my beating heart, Nor the whispers, Of inscrutable words, ‘ Save your disappointment ,’ ‘ We were just like you .’ In terms of vivid dreams, That burst too soon. But now I realise, Perhaps I’ve bee...

I’ve been looking for your eyes, In the vivid stars, Glistening on a winter night. I wonder if I, Come across your thoughts, At lone times. For to me, In safe places, You’re a melody; A hum to my ear, I hear you close, To set my worries free. Worlds apart, But still in touch, Through beating hearts, And ocean-like irises, A spectrum of browns, Drowning fear alive. I’ve taken more risks, Than I thought I could bear, Perhaps when you believe, Love is found everywhere. And courage lifts me, Carries me, Towards a whisper, A faint light, A dream of love, An electric touch. Year over year, Passion growing, Our youth still pounding, In traces of memories, The glimpses of the past— An eternal you and me.

It begins with shedding petals, And hostile winds, A tear-stained face, An echo of grief, A grey loneliness, Embracing brokenness. Tears dry, ‘Neath the sunlight, There forms, A subtle smile, But the heart is numb, It cannot truly speak, Nor love anyone, When it’s broken— A silence has begun. A silence I discover, I wrap it gently, Lay my head on its shoulder. ‘‘Tis my only company, It’s my only truth, Shouldn’t my dreams collide, And become the moon? A reality in the still skies, In a puddle, Lies a reflection of its own. And my dreams touch my skin, Set my eyes ablaze, To see colours in omens, A language to translate, I feel grief transcending, To an art and a command, A mission of beauty, As the waves caress the sand, Leaving jewels behind, In seashells,  With truth intwined. As the seashells open, And the truth reveals, Beauty becomes, A view of the unearthly. It opens a heart, To the...

Your hands, Cold as the ocean, I’m dressed like, A summer sun. Let us meet, By some foreign shore, The water binds us, As one. Moon-lit conversations, Of depths unexplored, You are a sailor, A heart that needs not a home. For my love is, Your one sanctuary, When worlds leave you, Cold and weary. To me you talk, Release your tides, Their bitterness not something, I keep in mind. I try not to, Do the same, I’m afraid my words, Are a little less sane. They are eruptions, And gentle flows, Will you listen, And accept me all? For I am flawed, I am not the sun, I sometimes need, A little time, Offshore and desolate, For sweet blossoms, To emanate. Sometimes your love, Is overwhelming, It is a sea, When I am stale. It soaks me all, And I am drowning, My silence is, What seems to save me. I am meant, To be challenged, Fitting in the universe, Of your dreams. I teach you all, About a littl...