Words

Cry, and smile, how different could that be.....Just two words, but a heart, soaked, and numb, a heart, like a child, in its un-rocked cradle, like love, without a soul to bear.......Like I without your palm wiping that drop of tear......Like my life without your eyes so clear........Cry and Smile, just two words, nothing but thoughts so few, mere misery like a night without You......

Some other day, some other dawn, eluding the swan's song, would heed you, in the day so new, with qualms so few, with the divine dew, life in my inanimate heart you brew, sewing thoughts of this hour, some smiles were glittering, some were sour......This hour, dark and cold, but with hope so old, enlighten the enticing night, with perhaps a befitting day so bright....................

 

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The White Cascade

Let me sprinkle some colours......And perhaps a soul, and a smile, or may be a just a mile, of a talk with a walk, staring into the evening's lock, then, may be the white won't weep, some tunes to your eyes your lips might sweep........Then may be, I can fly, into my death satiated I lie........I drown, I frown, at the colourless crown, into the abyss of the heaven my broken life strown......But the white dies away, they grays are few, the pastels dimly sway, and the vibrancy is new.............

Your Glory

To the day we go, but the day's so slow, I feel the blood not rush no
more, I feel the breath within me furor, still I tread and still I
walk, the moments of bliss I stalk, and still I remain void and devoid,
and still your glory I cannot avoid..............