Day 68
Ghastly dark clouded sky,
Is this a warning, asking us to hide?
Lightning has begun to strike,
You are soon going to pour down
With all your might.
I fear what’s coming on tonight.
Show mercy, cause no havoc this time.
Month: May 2018
I Miss You
Day 67
I miss you,
When I look at the radiant full moon,
I miss you,
When I turn around and not find you by my side.
I miss you,
Thinking of the jokes you cracked to make me laugh.
I miss you,
Upon learning how easy you make my life.
I miss you,
in the emptiness of my room.
I miss you,
Every time I close my eyes.
The tears never seem to dry,
Come back soon the love of my life.
You Yearn For..
Day 66
The ineffable mysteries of the soul
Has many untold endless desires –
Needless appetite for mastery,
Wretched craving for possessions,
Delusory hope for enlightenment,
Bountiful want of happiness,
Intense moments of fierce passion,
Perpetual period of peacefulness.
Someone Looking Out for You
Day 65
When was the last time
You heard a comforting voice.
When did you last earn
A genuine loving smile.
When did you hold on tight
To a warm hand of concern.
When did somebody whisper
A few words of wisdom.
When there are rays of hope..
Filled with gestures of love..
You can always live life a little more.
Eyes of a Stranger
Day 64
Those wide eager eyes,
Relentlessly peering into mine,
Tirelessly seeking for answers,
From the depths of my soul.
I look warily
Not giving away so easily
There’s uncertainty and reluctance
So to hide the brimming emotions
I blink and look away.
Rain Over Me
Day 63
The season has changed
It has begun to rain
Gusts of wind
Blow over the terrain
Rising dust in the air.
Darkness casts its shadow again
Hail thunderstorm
Here comes the rain
Pouring down all over again.
Shine on me Wisdom
Day 62
Give me inspiration, oh lord!
To write a few words,
That sound pleasing to the heart.
I am yet to complete my daily tasks,
Before I return to my chamber of slumber.
Strike me with a divine light of wisdom, dear God.
So I can learn to master,
The art of meeting with triumph
and not the disaster.
Quit Staring
Day 61
I write this note
To say a few things to you
Please do not stare at my b**bs
What’s wrong with you?
It makes me uncomfortable
I never look at your dangler
Hidden deep in your wrangler
Why so disrespectful
My, so ill-mannered!
A Girl’s Tale
Day 60
I’m wickedly passionate
Thoroughly delightful.
My mysterious charm
Will truly enchant you.
A fragrant passing breeze
Or a joyful ecstasy
Just one gaze will totally bewilder you.
Need to Rest
Day 59
Mad, mad world.
Why trouble me so,
The mind refuses to think.
The body needs some rest.
Let me be.
Let me free.
Into Words 