Unsaid..

In the warmth of an autumn evening,

On a busy street with twinkling lights..

His glance pierced the crowd for her,

And as he met her eyes..

All the noise disappeared..

What remained was a brilliant smile,

And words unsaid…

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Poets

I pour my pain to ink,

Delinquently it flows on the paper..

They read and say, “Beautiful!”

Ironic…

Epiphany!

Here I lie on a perfectly colourful swing,

Children running by the beach,

A friend cracks a joke,

We all laugh till we break into tears.

Such a beautiful sunset.

And quite suddenly I realise,

No matter how bright I shine throughout the day..

Ever since you left, every night I drown too…

Blind!

After 38 years of life,

Falling in love,

Having two children,

A boy and a girl..

When the nurse finally unfolds her bandage,

She sees for the first time and says:

“Life is beautiful”…

Warrior!

I;

a warrior evading the darkest nights..

Her;

a healer making the universe glow…

He listens!

Knelt to the floor…

Messed hair..

A silent prayer and a rolling tear…

She knows, He listens!

Run!

“In my dreams; I run, I run far away… From all those thoughts, that leave me astray..

From all those I love, for whom I cry and pray…

In my dreams; I stop, I stop and reflect back… At all the broken pieces piercing through a sack..

At all the fallen leaves that wince and crack…

In my dreams; I run, I run to a mountain.. Nevertheless in vain..

There’s no running away, for it resides inside me,,

I tear apart my chest, and find a spark and pain…”