A Never Ending Wait..


 

Sleepless nights and starless skies,

A pain so very deep,oozing through my eyes.

Why should this happen?Would it ever change?

Oh,please tell me,what shall I offer in exchange?

Souls together,bodies apart,

Your very little thought just pummels my heart.

Every time I stare into the sky,

I hope to find a star to talk to, with my fate here I vie.

The result is always the same,

Oh,I am tired of loosing,every bit of hope shattered and left aflame.

Let me wipe those tears,Let me cherish that smile,

I shall never never ask for anything more, please let me walk through your every mile.

Let me feel your warmth,Let me feel your pain,

Oh,let me take your hand,please don’t abstain.

Come back,isn’t your home here in my heart?

Don’t let our fate win for once, let this distance fall apart.

For now I may loose,

But I know you shall some day take my hand, I know you won’t let me be a recluse.

Your love is what I shall await forever,

For,I know why I wait, through every pain and every drop of tear I shall endeavor.

                              

An Answer..


I was there standing alone,

Churning all those painful memories within,castaway and feeling thrown.

I could feel the heavy wind striking hard,

Reminding me of my earliest nightmares,I felt battered,I felt marred.

For once I wanted to be happy,why should it always be pain?

I never found an answer, all my cries were just in vain.

I’ve waited, waited long enough,

I cannot wait any longer, its getting hard,its getting tough.

I could then feel a hand upon me, it brought a sudden warmth, a sudden glee.

Was it the answer that I wanted? Would it mark and end to my misery? Would it end the spree?

I asked it the same, “Would you stay with me forever?”,

“I really need you, I cannot bear us both sever”.

It shared its happiness, it shared its love,

Now, I have a friend,my companion, my turtle-dove.

I no longer felt the pain,

The blistering heat that I bore, is now washed away, oh yes I now felt the rain.

It is my only sanctuary, my only belief,

Please help me LIVE, don’t ever leave me in grief.

An Allurement..!!


” We ascribe Beauty to that which  is simple;which has no superfluous parts;which exactly answers its end;which stands related to all things;which is mean of many extremes “-Ralph Waldo Emerson

I saw a Flower..


I saw a flower,it winked at me,

It was pretty and it was free.

I Wondered what kept it happy,what kept it warm,

It was her mother-the tree,that protected it from MAN and every other storm.

I saw a flower,it smiled at me,

It was elated,consumed in a happy spree.

It grew fast, bloomed so high,

Beautiful it was,purer than a sky.

I saw a flower,it gazed at me,

Puzzled it was, seeing the human captured unfree.

It saw the bruises,it saw the pain,

It saw the vile,it saw the feign.

I saw a flower,it pitied me,

It begged to go away,it made a plea.

Embarrassed I was,I wished I was pure,

Wished every morsel of me had at least a tiny cure.

I then took a step,set the flower free,

I hoped for its happiness,for its resplendent spree.

An Embellishment

An Embellishment

Some are gifted,
Some thrive to get their own gifts,
Some brood on not being endowed with a gift,
Some people rob others of their well deserved gifts,
So be it, lets say the “some” got their gift,
So, what next?
Some unwrap those gifts,
Some waste away that gift,
Some don’t even use the things they are gifted,
So be it what next?
Some flourish opening their gifts,
Some perish overseeing their gifts,
Some cherish their-once possessed gifts,
So be it what next?
What ever may be the gift they posses,
However they may utilize what they posses,
Life’s opportunity never ceases,
Hard work and labor make you fill those pieces,
Temporary is sweat but definitely shall circulate cool breezes,

A key always pairs a lock,so shall be your success


An Embellishment

Some are gifted,
Some thrive to get their own gifts,
Some brood on not being endowed with a gift,
Some people rob others of their well deserved gifts,
So be it, lets say the “some” got their gift,
So, what next?
Some unwrap those gifts,
Some waste away that gift,
Some don’t even use the things they are gifted,
So be it what next?
Some flourish opening their gifts,
Some perish overseeing their gifts,
Some cherish their-once possessed gifts,
So be it what next?
What ever may be the gift they posses,
However they may utilize what they posses,
Life’s opportunity never ceases,
Hard work and labor make you fill those pieces,
Temporary is sweat but definitely shall circulate cool breezes,

“A key always pairs a lock,so shall be your success”

My Pulchritude

My Pulchritude

“Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.”
-Ashley Smith


“Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.”
-Ashley Smith