Beauty
Beauty to the lines I write Added to by the beauty Of your each breath Next: Wanting arya12india@yahoo.co.in Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Wanting
To break the source code of the built up soul I break the very code of sourceful thinking Next: Hot Tears arya12india@yahoo.co.in Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Not in Vain
I have not cried in vain Had never felt disdain Through shower that may rain I've wondered felt the pain I have not cried in vain My tears may hold the truth Of feelings felt uncouth Ashamed they bear some fruit I am no shameless brute My tears may hold some truth Next: Global Hue......... Sign in to see full entry.
Global Hue
The silence of your breathing stalls The depth of craving within my soul For I know that within those crevices Of strangest subdued instilled thoughts There lies the sound of your dreams Next: Meaningful Meanderings arya12india@yahoo.co.in Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Meaningful Meanderings
Totally in awe with nature in my soul There lies the cord of spiralling surgence Of goodness that comes of unselfishness Sprayed abundantly on footprints of time I meander within those circles that evolve Beauty within the underlying soul Feeling the breath of unhindered dreams That awaken the... Sign in to see full entry.
Inspired
Touching the cord of my entire being I'm lit entirely true These words that comfort and uphold The secret that is you Next: Surfing arya12india@yahoo.co.in Sign in to see full entry.
Surfing
Through the foam of memories that engulf This life swims unfazed though stunned The realities surpassing the fantasy Of humored sufferings that surmount Through the foam of memories that engulf Next: Forgotten Dreams...... arya12india@yahoo.co.in Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Forgotten Dreams
Melted moments cherished in spring In mind and heart those bells do ring That ecstasy of knowing care that brings Great solace in remembering things But then, I am left with forgotten dreams Hot flushes spring in peak of summer Chilled beer like looks a total runner The squeeze that frills the heart... Sign in to see full entry.