~ Welcome ~
Words ~
The immortality of silent thoughts ~
Can they capture the essence of truth...
Or mere attempts of engraving life ~
Here I come as the dreamer
wakes to a world of unknown shore
like the sand in between fingers of drifting sea
I wait for the call to bring those words
The immortality of silent thoughts ~
Can they capture the essence of truth...
Or mere attempts of engraving life ~
Here I come as the dreamer
wakes to a world of unknown shore
like the sand in between fingers of drifting sea
I wait for the call to bring those words
Saturday, December 08, 2012
: 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
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