Silence of the night
Was broken by a
Shrill distant scream.
Writer
Silence of the night
Was broken by a
Shrill distant scream.
In her tranquil gaze
Her warm embrace
Lies his eternity.
Her body like a wave
Danced to the rhythm
Of his heartbeat.
Handwritten letters
Will always continue
To be romantic.
Abandoned house.
A drop of water trickled
Down a rusty tap.
Symmetrical ripples
In the grey cloudy sky
A lone bird swam across it.
Dusk was falling rapidly.
Air was getting colder.
Path ahead was lonely.
No one there to hold her.
The night was cold and dark
Next morning; sunlight glistened
Like diamonds in the snow.

Every time I put my head on your shoulder,
I know that I’m home.
Who would have known
That I would sit here
Whiling away my time
Staring absently at the sky.
Sometimes a honey bee
Breaks my reverie
Sometimes I sip on my tea
Listening to chirping melodies.
Hours fly by
From daylight to twinkles in the sky
As I sit and dreamily wait
For my lover to walk through the gate.