If horses had wings…

If horses had wings,

They would march with the Penguins;

Flop-flips, hop-hips, blong-blings,

Little Blue, Yellow-eyed, Emperors & Kings.

If horses had wings,

They would fly along the Springs;

Neigh-ing, quack-quacking, splashing,

Yearlings, Ducklings & Waxwings.

If horses had wings,

There would be a tune they sings;

Trang-trings, Clang-Dings, Yodellings,

Drafts, Hot-bloods, Orientals & Kiangs.

If horses had wings,

They would sit in the railings;

Pong-Pings, Zong-Zings, Poop-ings,

Done with my words and rhymings’…

PS: Most of the Onomatopoeia used, individually have actual meaning. The last line of stanzas 1 & 3 are different type of breeds.

Senses

Wherever I see thou, my eyes adore thy beauty,

When thou art’ away, my heart longs for thy sight;

Thy look, thy face, thy eyes, thy charm,

O darling, come to me, melt in my arm...

When you move thy lips to speak,

I feel enchanted to give them a kiss.

Thy voice, thy words, thy whispers, everyday,

Thy moaning during the games we play...

I still remember our first kiss,

And then up on, we improved on this.

Be with me, least I feel incomplete,

Thy taste, salty sweet...

The fragrance of thy love,

Milky white, you smell like The Dove.

Sweet-scented, I crave to belong to you,

Without thee, my life is in blue...

The softness of thy skin,

The silkiness of thy hair.

Thy curl, thy lips, thy neck, thy waist;

Racing heartbeat when I kiss thy breast...

Thy passion that ran deep,

The first night, when thou weep.

My unspoken words, that you knew;

Like a bird, you came, loved me, and flew...

Started: 31/03/2010

End: 11/02/2011

L.P.M.

An illusive Dream,
Transcendental state;
The pleasure of Pain,
Dopamined brain.

The calm breeze,
Tranquility;
Immortality,
And Death.

Pink Floyd,
Adam's steroid;
Devil's win,
Sin?

Human Might

The wind blowing at my face,
And I want to see, yet I can't;

Beautiful flowers, colourful birds,
Beauty of the woods, lush green trees.
Yellow sun, clear blue sky,
Bardwisikhla marching in March.

Calmness of the breeze,
The sound of pouring rain;
An old house beside the tree,
Butterflies in the garden.

The wind blowing at my face,
And I don't want; but see

Concrete jungle, dark clouds,
Smog on the roads, dust in the trees;
Murder in the skies,
Open dustbin and flies.

Clear day, rainy night,
Hunger and food fight;
Jam-packed roads, beggars on the street,
Use and abuse of Human Might!

Untitled

The orange sun setting,
After the bright sunny day.

The birds flying to their nest,
The vivid pattern of the clouds;
The gentle breeze blowing at my face,
And the serene atmosphere!

Orange, orange, orange sun,
Growing brighter as it's setting down.
Distinct shape round and round.
As I stare too long,
The brightness burning my eyes.

The sun halved beneath the clouds,
The sky white and blue,
Sun, just a quarter left for the eyes,
Hiding behind some thick gray cloud.

Orange. Orange became the white blue sky.
Or is it gray? Grayness that hovers the sky.
Slowly and slowly the brightness taken over by darkness,
The white became gray, the gray becoming black.

The birds still flying to their nests.
Two beauties coming out from the opposite lane!
A day done for the birds that fly,
But for them, the day has just begun.

And as for me, my dear.
The days and nights are all the same.
Darkness surmises me in the day,
And lonesome are the night.

Day dreaming became a habit my dear,
And sleepless night, my companion.
The sun is no more, gray cloud no more, the orange sky no more.
The darkness of the night is coming to haunt me.

I am scared of fighting it all alone my dear,
I fought it so long, I fought it strong.
But now, my strength is all gone, my dear,
Tired of fighting it all alone!

Give me strength, give me hope,
Give me dreams, give me love.
And if I get thy love, what’s the need to fight?
Cause with love, cometh peace, and peace is what I seek.

I may live without you,
But each day I will die a new death,
And if you be with me, my dear;
Each day, I will gain a rebirth.

And if you feel my words are true and my love is pure,
Come, come be with me, give me some life.
And if you need to be away, just give me some sign,
That you love me too!

The Bonfire

Sitting beside the Bonfire,
In this chilly winter night,
Looking at my funeral pyre,
Thinking! How thy sleeping in this light?

Ashes beside me all over,
Gray and black like my life.
Colours are all gone, my dear,
Like the smoke from the fire.

Still! My mind wonders, my dear,
In this chilly winter night,
Looking at my funeral pyre,
Thinking! How thy sleeping in this light?

All can be seen in this light, my dear,
But no, not my lonesome heart.
I know thou lonely too, my dear,
But thou with my pyre's light.

Awake my dear, awake from thy sleep,
Awake to love and to relive.
And have a woman's constant heart to keep,
Love that life has to give.

And if thou have reasons to sleep,
Awake my dear, awake from thy sleep.
Awake for my lonesome heart, my dear,
Or awake to light the bonfire.

Longing for You

When I wake up in the morning,
You are the first to come to my mind.
Like a blooming lotus of the spring,
Thee look so beautiful and divine.

Remember the first time we met,
I was awe struck and dumb founded.
Those bewitching eyes, I will never forget,
Piercing my heart like a Cupid's arrow and rend.

Really, I had never felt like this before,
It is like a bolt from the blue.
Thousand nights come and go,
But I love you and only you.

Trust me, you are the first and the last,
That I had ever wanted to possess.
Like a Pearl in the ocean, so vast,
You are like the beautiful wood roses.

I will treasure your love, my dame,
If only, someday, thee reciprocate idem.

An Unsuccessful Love Story

And this is how it started -
On my very first day to college,
I went overhead, to see my new friends.
There I saw a girl so beautiful and divine.
With the innocent heart I have in mine,
I wished to wish her, "How are you?"
She would have said, "Thank You, I am fine."

But nearing her I feel I could say not a single line.
Don't know what happened to me and why,
Maybe I was too reserved and shy.

I was awestruck by her bewitching eyes,
I went dumb, but the feeling was nice.
The Cupid's arrow struck my heart complete,
The love in my heart just got lit.

Never saw a face, so beautiful than her,
I just don't want to admire her from afar.
I want to talk to her, make her my friend,
Wish to walk with her holding hand in hand.

But I could utter not a single word, why?
Don't know! Maybe I am too shy.

But I love her love her deep.
Wish to make promises that I can keep.
Watching her from afar makes me satisfy,
The love I have for her, I can ne'er deny.

She's the moonlight, in a dark night,
Who could make my dark life bright.
She's a beautiful pearl, ya that's right.
I feel thunders at her very sight.

On her birthday, I wished to wish her,
She looked beautiful, her feeling high.
But I admired her, only from afar.
Don't know why, maybe I am too shy.

From that very day, knew not what happened to me,
I felt the world under my feet start crashing in.
Possessiveness for her, in me, was a bit high,
When I saw her going with another guy.

She knew not, what I deed for her,
Maybe I just went a bit too far.
If I had talked, it would have been fine,
I hope against hope she will be mine.

Someday she'll realize, how much I loved her,
I love her still and none other.
I'll remember her till my last breath,
Until someday, against my will, taken away by death.

Up on the Heaven of Death

From the pen charmed in the tar,
That oozes out the Light of the Dead;
In the surface of the Light of the God,
Of the woes of the Light of the Red.

After seeing the God of the Dead,
In his company up on the trip of the Glad;
Writes ‘Oh Satan! Behold me, curse me not,
Cause I am going up on the Heaven of Death.

Release me not from the abode of your grace,
Least I fall along the Red-Men-Race;
Can’t battle with the Mighty Sword,
Won’t I be dead in the Hell of God?

The sword of heaven might be a mighty one,
And the entire race going in its path;
But deep down in everyone of us,
Rules thee Oh! Lord of Death.’

That is Me

When you look up in the sky,
and watch a fluffy cloud go by.
Or see the sunshine bright with light,
the birds taking wing-less flight;

Or see a moon or shooting star,
the nightfall sun setting afar.
See a rainbow, or a tree,
the weeds growing free;

Or hear a child with joy and laughter,
the pouring rain, wet earth after!
See a butterfly or a bee,
a ship sailing in the sea;

Believe, someone is missing you,
and that is me…

My Confession

Dear friend! Thee make me complete by being with me.
Sorry, for now I am not what I used to be.
I thought of being only a friend to you,
But you came closer, and made me think anew.

For the feelings, that I always use to keep,
Have changed silently, so now I weep.
Cause the friendship that once we had,
Is now no more and it is dead.

You are confused with the changes taking place,
And have no idea, or have them bit less.
Of the storm that is happening inside me,
Thee can feel, but thee can ne'er see!

Confused I’m too! Cause I knew not how to show it,
If only, you have understood me a bit.
You could have known the changes then,
I know you tried hard, but all in vain.

Blame me for that, as I could not tell you,
What I feel for you, no one knew.
Not even you, whom I loved so much,
Whose every feel and touch, make the blood in my vein rush.

I shouldn’t have crossed the friendship line,
‘Cause I know now, that you could be ne'er mine.
I promise myself, I won’t show my feelings again,
But until death, those feelings, hidden, in me, will remain.