: Monumental Seasons :

After long nights
long stands by the shore
Sun finally rise
invisible Gold weaving
from eye to eye

Hearts beaming
running water
between me and you
back and forth
we chattered
about Winter
what may be
of coming Summer

We forgot the cold
Intently
my eyes drew
onto the outlines
of your vague smiles

I feel
traces of blooming Tulip
in bright Red and Gold
smell of Roses

Suddenly
we broke away
from our thoughts
feeling the breeze
warmer than ever
Sun melting ice on our fingertips
.. Dreaming ..

Who knew
this heaven is lucidity
in thoughtless turns
as a part of living world
as Wind .. as Sun ..
colours of petals
fragrances

Drifting afar
world as a word enclosed
a drawer fills memorable shapes
that made this moment possible
between our minds apart

Slowly
folding away
the day we had together
corners to edges
mooth and bind
Something layers certainly
within my being
about us

7 Dec 2012 © Lyric dreamer

: Marble Hand :

Sky turned blue so suddenly
almost convinced myself it's Spring
as frosty wind bites onto my skin
coldly , I feel like a marble statue

All the ancient years we have stood
all these ancient centuries
we've watched the world
in silence of heavy embrace
from gravity of time

It's a tribute to life to be stillness
to be the sculptured features cut from Earth
to be landmarks of impossible boundaries in forms

Within a moment of my frozen hand reaching
to open the fence .. the statues whispered to me
made the cold numbness of my hand , beautiful


07 December 2012 © Lyric Dreamer

~ : Middream Leal : ~

Currents of gallant teal
forms to sky a shoreless sail
where no muses linger

Delicate realms
snowing crystal oasis above Earth
it's senses almost woken
comfortably exists between
timezone and dreams

that was predesignated
ahead of visions
anticipated
from stillness within stillness

The future gave birth to me as itself
the past buried me as itself
yet the present sentence of one
which dwells in neither

To vigorously rise
it's hefty wings
sweep the tremulous air
where dust and feathers scatter
in moonshades

To fall
itself as horizon of time
as lining of space
To spill
in architecture
of it's edgeless span
a slumbering void

Rumbles scattered and gathered
based on my own timeline on twitter
Finito 6.December.2012
~ Lyric Dreamer ~

 Stormy sea : Source - http://www.theattackzone.com/2012/09/26/verse-chorus-verse-the-stormy-promotional-waters/