WINGS OF TIME

time

its wings

like that of

cute lovely little birds,

or of sweet charming butterflies,

flies far away so very quickly

leaving behind nothing but just unnoticed ash

of decayed pain and sorrow and forgotten bliss

wings of time...

PS : i really like the pic... :) ...

Only You :-)

Silence,

So thundering,

Only you can noise and deafen!

Vacuum,

So monstrous it stands,

Only you can fill!

Darkness,

So black and consuming,

Only you can brighten!

Nightmares,

Wakening with agony,

Only you can peace!

Anxiety,

Unsure of the future,

Only you can answer!

Sympathies,

Stirring the ever so fresh wound,

Only you can soothe!!

Life,

Just an everyday survival,

Only you can teach!!

Oh my dear,

Oh my dear!

Thank you For all the Love :-)

Where Have we Loved?

Into some lost iota of time
Our souls must have drifted.

While we were professing,
Our hearts must have drowned
In the profuse sweat of words.

We,though, carried our bodies forth,
Wrapping a fistful of upturned earth,
In each other’s skin, like a counterfeit souvenir.

Men, women, and myself
I’ve drawn and denuded,
To play to my mind
Our tale.

I see a crowd coming on to me.
You, must’ve passed by me.