I almost succumbed;      
They said life’s best things are free,       
And I believed them.
I count down the days –      
Suspended animation       
Until your return.
I cry a river      
I weep for times that are past       
Oceans of mem’ries
I cry in the night      
As shadows from the future       
Pulsate through my id.
I don't need sunshine      
I have enough inner light       
Kindled by your love.
I fooled my shadow;      
It disappeared in the sun...       
Now I live in peace.
I gave you my heart;      
You used it and returned it...       
Bruised, stained and shop-soiled.
I hoped for success;      
Failure dogged my every step;       
I hopped, skipped, and jumped.
I looked, and I saw      
Mirror image of my soul;       
Shining in your eyes.
I paint my own world;      
Using the Nature’s palette       
To mix my own hues.
I pull down the blinds;      
Memories tweak the curtains –       
I try to forget.
I realise now      
Happiness is relative       
That's why I'm content!
I smell the darkness      
A scent of dank loneliness –       
Heaps of rotting leaves.
I think in haikus      
And dream in Technicolor;       
Free-flights of fancy!
I want you to know      
You are the light of my life       
Till the end of time.
I wanted no more      
Than to be left all alone       
With Sorrow and Pain
Icicle so bright;      
An inverted, frozen cone –       
Cold, unfeeling spike.
Icing sugar trees      
Branches covered in hoar frost       
Let me thaw your heart
Inclement weather      
Thunder rumble, lightning flash;       
Where's my umbrella?
Idioms and proverbs –      
Distilled ancestral knowledge...       
Recycled wisdom.
If I had known then.      
What I have just found out now       
I’d behave the same.
If I were a tree      
I'd want someone to hug me       
And help me grow tall.
If you try too hard      
Coherent thoughts will vanish...       
Spontaneity’s lost. 
Illusions galore      
A cat thinks it’s a tiger       
And a worm, a snake.
I’m feeling peckish;      
My Great White Shark pet wants a snack...       
Two tuna steaks, please! 
I’m trying to teach      
Some new tricks to an old dog;       
A partial success.
Imagination      
Flying on the wings of love       
You make me feel good
Immutable facts -      
Fire burns, water quenches...       
Undisputed truths.
In a fields of wheat      
Poppies dancing in the wind;       
They don’t know they’re weeds.
In a white landscape      
Mountain lion in the snow,       
Waiting for The Thaw.
In an ideal world      
The wolf and the lamb are friends;       
Will it ever be?
In eternity,      
Grey lava and black basalt       
Erode into sand
In my life’s palette      
Cyan and yellow make green –       
Mint, lime, moss, jade, pea...
In search of karma      
Going up hills and down dales;       
On a fool’s errand.
In silence we wish      
For better times tomorrow       
Hope springs eternal
In the murky depths,      
Tiny organisms thrive –       
Despite pollution.
In the path of life      
Some dreams are better than truth...       
For no one hurts you.
In the shady holt      
Safe, deep inside her burrow,       
Mole blinks and awakes.
In the thunderstorm      
The fat cat sat on the mat       
Feigning nonchalance.
In turbulent thoughts      
Hope tries to win over fear;       
Perennial battle!
Infinity tempts my soul      
Eternity does not last       
Empty space beckons
Ink dries up so fast      
But your words they brand my soul       
Making lasting scars
Inscrutable face;      
Heaven knows what you're thinking       
I certainly don't!
Insincere laughter      
Is the first indication       
Friendships have gone sour.
Insomnia strikes      
After watching countless sheep       
Jump over hedges!
Insurmountable      
Rock solid and sheer cliff face       
Will glaciers thaw you? 
Into the calm sea      
The boy lobs pebbles to make       
Concentric circles 
It takes a lifetime      
To build castles in the air…       
Then they tumble down.
It’s a blatant fact;      
The truth is ever-changing...       
Obvious enigma.
It's boring to walk      
Along the straight and narrow;       
Unless it's with you!
I’ve put all my eggs      
In one enormous basket-       
I guard it keenly!
Jays sometime jay-walk      
Not all sheep are sheepish;       
Some fish are fishy.
Jealousy chokes hope.      
Silence eradicates love.       
Apathy stifles life.
Jealousy? Envy?      
Probably both together...       
When friendships go sour.
Juicy explosions      
Crimson pomegranate seeds       
Burst between my teeth.
Jumping up and down,      
Learning to do somersaults       
On her trampoline.
Keep your fingers crossed,      
Jump the cracks in the pavement –       
What silly notions!
Kiss me with your eyes;      
Hold me with your bated breath,       
And talk with your chi.
Knowing what to do      
And actually doing it       
Are a world apart.
Ladder to success      
Each rung costs blood, sweat and tears:       
I won’t be climbing!
Ladybird so cute      
Gauzy yellow wings beneath       
Black-speckled crimson.
Lamb stew on the hob -      
Lasagna in the oven...       
Sorbet for dessert!
Lamplight shows the way      
Along the path to my home       
Where my hearth and heart both are
Laughter can be false      
Happiness is transient       
Tears are here and now.
Laughter in my heart      
Like a helium-filled balloon –       
The tears come later.
Laughter, or else tears      
A gamut of emotion       
Flit across my heart.
Laundry on the line      
Dancing madly in the breeze       
Not free – they’re pegged down!
Learn to be patient.      
One acorn makes a forest –       
Given enough time.
Learning how to walk,      
Toddler falls down often -       
Yet soon he can run!
Leaves are a carpet      
Slipstream of my emotions       
Dewdrops on cobwebs
Lessons from Nature...      
Watch ants struggling with their load...       
For the common good.
Let me be your hope      
Let me fill your life with love;       
I’ll grow old with you.
Lethal beauty hunts;      
Arrow in the cold fall air...       
Do fish ponder death?
Letters left unsent      
Promises left unspoken       
Dreams left unfulfilled.
Liars ply untruths      
Baiting lures with shining words       
Hoping you’ll believe.
Liberty costs blood      
Freedom claims a hefty price;       
Is lunch ever free?
Lies put on a mask      
Truth blushes and hides her face       
One of them’s a fraud.
Life gives you lemons;      
Be sour or make lemonade,       
You pick your option!
Life gives you lemons –      
You either make lemonade,       
Or become sour!
Life in the fast lane      
For the tortoise and the snail       
Is not worth the stress.
Life is a ball game;      
When it sends you a curved ball,       
Make sure to bat it!
Life is a bar-code.      
Lots of lines; all mean something...       
Inexplicable!
Life is a cascade      
It takes your breath away, or       
Purifies your soul.
Life is a corner      
Of the street or of a room;       
According to choice.
Life is a cycle;      
Flowers bloom, and then wither...       
Leaving seeds for more.
Life is a circle      
No beginning and no end -       
Embracing a void.
Life is a drawbridge      
You can shut everyone out –       
Or allow access!
Life is a fir cone      
Showing a hard exterior...       
That love breaks open. 
Life is a gamble      
Dice are cast and lots are drawn;       
Winner takes it all!
Life is a journey;      
Bad signposts and bumpy roads       
Drive you up the wall.
Life is a moonbeam      
Contrasting with the darkness –       
Lighting up your path.
Life is a mountain;      
Rope, climbing shoes and warm clothes...       
Equal importance.
Life is a peanut      
Crunchy inside the shell, or       
Smooth peanut butter.
Life is a quarry      
Remember that though you dig,       
Nothing’s set in stone.
Life is a slow dance;      
Alone or with a partner –       
Take it as it comes.
Life is a spiral      
Whether it leads up or down       
Is yours to decide.
Life is a journey      
Riddled with many pit stops –       
Make time to use them!
Life is a masked ball;      
You have to face the music       
Of perfect strangers. 
Life is a mountain.      
Sheer cliffs; dead drops; an ice-cap;       
But no lush valley.
Life is a playground      
Winning on the roundabout…       
Just makes you dizzy.
Life is an acorn      
Kernels nestled in wood cloaks       
Squirrels' winter stocks.
Life is for living      
Don't save your kisses because       
They'll all go to waste. 
Life is highs and lows      
From flip-flops to stilettos;       
According to mood.
Life is so precious      
The irony of it all       
Is not knowing it!
Life’s a delusion;      
On the surface all’s perfect–       
But below’s rotten.
Life's a fairytale;      
And one day you'll wake up       
To the bleakest truth.
Life’s made of extremes –      
When the buddy system fails,       
Find strength in yourself.
Like drifting snowflakes      
Your kisses caress my face       
Gentle as a breeze
Like ducks to water,      
Our souls have melded as one       
You and I, all time.
Like unravelled wool      
Life is so complicated       
Not one end in sight.
Limericks are fun      
Epics make good reading too;       
But haiku’s the best.
Lions are the mane thing;      
Monk seals lead a sheltered life;       
Bees are… the bee’s knees!
Lion mauls the deer      
Blackbird swoops down on the worm –       
Survival’s struggles.
Lions roam the plains;      
Birds sing, thinking they are free -       
Cross-hairs will mark them.
Listen to the bells      
They peal and toll my story       
The sound of my soul
Live life as it comes –      
Don’t regret what is now past...       
You can’t undo it.
Live your life now      
Yesterday will not re-wind;       
Tomorrow’s distant!
Loneliness is bleak      
The alternative is worse...       
Pharisees in masks.
Look at the mountains      
Standing so high and mighty...       
Yet rain erodes them.
Look before you leap;      
One jump on a trampoline       
Will make you crave more.
Look for the bright side      
When the night claims the ocean       
The Medusas shine
Look into my eyes –      
A moment of distraction!       
Touch me with slow hands.
Look into my eyes      
Some words must never be said       
But you can feel them.
Looking-glass visions;      
Who am I? Who will I be?       
The future beckons.
Lost in a sandstorm      
Undulating sand-dune sea…       
A map is useless.
Love is a marble      
Hard glass encases a core       
That’s unreachable.
Love is an onion;      
Each layer that you explore,       
Brings the core closer.
Love is an onion      
It’s got several layers –       
And it makes you cry!
Love's on hold today;      
Fractious child cries his heart out,       
Aching to be hugged.
Love is a blanket;      
It will give security...       
But it may smother.
Love is a fire;      
Stray too close, and it burns you;       
Say safe; feel its warmth.
Love is a statue.      
When it stands, it’s lifeless...       
If it moves, it’s false.
Love is an alloy;      
As elusive as mercury,       
But precious as gold. 
Love like a shadow      
Following my every move       
When will I be free?
Love was born today      
Silvern and golden kisses       
Together is now.
Make someone’s day;      
A random act of kindness-       
A slice of rainbow!
Making my way home –      
Footfalls crunching on gravel;       
Echoing my grief.
Measure for measure;      
The long and the short of it...       
Through thick and thin.
Meeting new people      
Along internet highways –       
Some become "real" friends.
Milk and honey days,      
Nectar and ambrosia nights...       
Manna memories!
Mirror on the wall      
Reflecting hopes, thoughts and dreams       
All unrealised.
Mirror on the wall      
Remembers my first wrinkle –       
Reflecting sunshine.
Mist all around me      
Bleakness meets my unshed tears       
Time cannot heal me
Mist in the dawning      
And shadows in the gloaming -       
Sunshine in between!
Misty crystal ball      
Cloudy visions of futures       
That might never be.
Model behaviour...      
She smiles for the camera;       
But her heart's broken.
Moments spent with you,      
When time ceases to exist...       
Worth more than jewels.
Monday morning blues      
Seem to last all week, these days;       
I’m down in the dumps.
Monochrome vistas      
Memories will fade so fast       
Unless they're renewed
Much water has flowed      
Made up of rain, sweat and tears...       
It’s now time to rest.
Music to my ears      
Are conversations with friends       
Although we don't talk
My child, what ails you?      
Why are you tense and morose?       
I’ll dry your heart’s tears.
My circle of friends,      
As I travel life’s by-ways       
Enjoy the ride, too!
My idea of time      
Is at odds with that of those       
Owned by a wrist-watch!
My life is a dream      
Intangible images       
That evade my grasp.
My light has gone out      
Life has so much more to give me –       
But I don’t want it.
My mind’s a gypsy;      
My home is not my castle;       
My soul’s a nomad.
My muse has left me...      
Pencil poised upon pages       
That remain empty.
My soul is wrung dry      
Bereft of all emotion       
My tears are frozen.
My soul... your carpet      
You wiped your feet and left me       
With my shattered dreams.
My thoughts disperse like      
Clouds scudding across the sky       
Ethereal froth
Nature abhors vacuums –      
So why did she leave me here,       
With my empty heart?
Never conforming      
I swim against the current;       
Fish out of water.
Never once believe      
Rumour, gossip and tattle –       
The devil’s radios.
No man's an island      
Just holler if you need me;       
And I'll be right there.
No one notices      
When you weep in a downpour –       
If you need help, ask!
No rains for parched earth;      
But monsoons flood and destroy;       
Both quirks of nature.
No rose without thorns      
Except when it's of plastic       
But then there's no scent!
No warmth in icebergs;      
No tears fall in a vacuum...       
No shadows at noon.
Noises in the night;      
Is it mice scurrying by...       
Or stifled crying?
Nothing can faze me;      
Calm and peace suffuse my life,       
Because I have faith.
Ocean on the floor –      
Washing machine flowed over –       
Disaster movie!
Oil the wheels of love      
Do not let it get jammed up;       
Or it might suffocate.
Old wedding album;      
Yellow photos, edges curled...       
Dead protagonists!
Older, not wiser      
Drifting with blinkers through life;       
Not heeding advice.
On an artist’s palette      
Red and yellow make orange –       
Life’s not that simple
On my way back home      
Rain falls; the sun fades away...       
Just like life, really...
Once, here were glaciers;      
Rivers flowing towards sea...       
Today, a desert.
One crow brings sorrow      
Two bring joy, or so they say;       
But I see hundreds!
Open up your heart -      
Swift strokes on a keyboard tell       
What quills used to do.
Orange sky at dusk      
Smell of skin warmed by the sun       
Sand between my toes.
Oranges, lemons;      
Tangerines and grapefruit too...       
Squeezed, then thrown away.
Our souls are entwined      
Our futures are united       
I feel snug – and smug!
Oyster in the sea      
When asked what the world is like       
Says, “Just like me!”
Oyster so perfect...      
Nurturing a milky pearl;       
Hidden, in the sea.
Pacing to and fro,      
The man frets for the future;       
His wife’s just had twins!
Pacing to and fro      
Wishing life was much simpler...       
Restless leg syndrome?
Pansies so humble;      
Subtle scent yet fills the room,       
And overwhelms me.
Past, present, future;      
Together, eternity...       
Concentric circles.
Patience is a gift      
To be used judiciously       
To nurture others
Peacock struts his stuff;      
Oyster is a gem to know;       
Zebra wears jim-jams!
Pearls would be wasted      
If they’re served up with pig-swill;       
The world’s their oyster!
Pebbles become sand      
Glaciers melt into oceans       
But love enhances
Pebbles start out rough      
Adversity makes them smooth –       
What about their souls?
Pencil poised to write      
Thoughts tumbling in a vortex...       
Funnelled to the page.
Pencil scribbles thoughts      
Time erases them in droves –       
Unless etched in souls.
Pencil writes my thoughts      
The eraser tries its best       
To make me forget
Penguin in a tux      
Pretty pink flamingo struts...       
Seashore dusk party!
Perfumes from Persia      
And silks from Siam do not       
Impress me at all.
Perspective changes      
When I’m back on solid ground –       
Double-decker bus!
Photographs galore      
Is this fame eternal, or       
Flavour of the month?
Picture the future;      
Acorns grow into oak trees,       
But Man just grows… old!
Pictures don’t need words,      
Just as words don’t need pictures;       
Both can tell stories.
Pictures in albums;      
Carefree days of childhoods past,       
Never forgotten.
Pictures of ruin –      
Rubble homes and decayed trees;       
Once a proud city.
Pictures on the wall –      
Explosions of brave colour;       
Thoughts wrought in painting.
Pigs root for truffles;      
Squirrels scurry after nuts –       
Both seek sustenance.
Pink is a colour,      
So soft and ever graceful...       
Suffusion of warmth.
Pink, mauve and lilac –      
Colours of the sunset sky...       
Tears on my palette.
Playing cat's cradle;      
Getting tangled in the string...       
Tenuous lifeline.
Playing hide and seek      
Emotions are kept hidden       
But the truth will out 
Please draw the curtains      
On that past part of my life       
I need tomorrow.
Pleasure flies away      
The doom of doubt surrounds me       
Darkness returns anon
Pleasures of the soul      
Love that stalls all reasoning       
For eternity.
Plucking at petals...      
He loves me, he loves me not;       
Who cares, anyway?
Poetic licence      
Deus ex machina too;       
Both tools of the trade.
Poets construct odes      
And carpenters, furniture.       
Both build with beauty.
Polaroid snapshots      
Images frozen in time       
Ghosts caught on paper
Porcupine quills and      
Armadillo’s bony plates...       
Both suits of armour.
Precious as the dew      
Each teardrop speaks a volume       
Of unspoken thoughts.
Promise me today;      
I don’t care for tomorrow;       
What I need is now.
Psychedelic light...      
Aurora borealis,       
Or laser light-play?
Puma stands alert;      
Dormouse sleeps his life away;       
March hare doesn’t care!
Question in your eyes      
But why do you find it hard       
To ask it outright?
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