Drop of pearl is her name
The art she is else is lame
She brightens my life with her light
Shares her happiness and some fight.
Drop of pearl, is her name,
The art she is, else is lame.
Stories of my life, lost in her thoughts,
Glorious my yore, devastated now rots.
I spent my nights counting stars,
I spent my days preventing mars,
But got nothing, in this life,
Solitude, solicitude, stains and strife.
“…Drop of pearl, my best friend,
Our awesomeness, won’t ever end…”
He used to say this, all the time to me,
He rebuked the promise, and left lee.
I wait for the dawn when I’ll wake,
to the morning bright and jake,
When all the screams will be silent,
And dark dreams will turn vibrant.
In this life, candor some day,
On the road which has something to say.
We’ll meet again, again we’ll fay…
In this world, of death and decay,
We’ll wallow, together every way.
Thou are the art,
that demiurge made,
withdrawing the serene colors,
from the universe core,
he created you.
He asked her for what she could not give,
He asked her for a space in her heart,
And a promise that they would never part,
She couldn’t allow him and she did dart.
Her sweet words till date I ponder,
For her hums when I did surrender.
Her eyes as two pearls as two dews,
When I sank in them, saw new hues.
Those embossments of thy remembrance
Why didst they conspire to be my reverie?
For no reason thy time trickled my trance
Why didst those flowers aromatize thee…?
I asked my heart to bring me some solace,
It suggested her name, and her divine grace.
For the innocence of my heart I was happy,
Assertions I had and aspirations all crappy.
The day he was born, one small cute kid
He cried all laughed, world’s misery amid
He was rising up intelligent all were happy
But he didn’t have wisdom, to recognize people crappy.
In the night sky, shines moon twinkle the stars,
Darkness exalts, heaven moves swaying czars.
Sky relishes caliginosity, eclipse shrouds aether,
Celestial shimmer in, crepuscular seared seether.
Let’s be friends again, best friends forever
We won’t forget each other, we’ll forget never.
We’ll share smiles, screams and silences,
All in our talks, life, beauty and nuisances.
Thus stoppeth the sun, the moon was awake,
Thus moved the wind, for clouds’ sake.
It was raining on my path, I was wet,
I told her the truth as, again we met.
Echoes of bygone, and those rainy nights
He recalls all, crepuscular quixotic sights
His days dawned with aurora of her face
And dusk fell within her warm embrace…
Sun hides behind, the clouds amidst sky,
There she is as, sunshine showering joy.
The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak,
Beyond her how’ll he, reach the peak.
“I met love, health, peace and joy. They needed a permanent place to stay. I gave them ur address hope they arrived safely.…
He knew it even when he wrote his first poem for her. He knew he won’t get anything out of this. His college…
When she talks to me, I feel
amidst sky, where all wounds heal.
I free myself from all demarcations
I smile and laugh, as in celebrations.