Friday, 24 January 2014

My heart, Oh! You mine


The ring you’d put Oh! love mine
still sits so pretty, here, on my finger
then why do I fear, day and night
why do I worry for days while its night?

My heart, you mine, still lies there
somewhere with you, you my lullaby

I sit by the curtain Oh! Love mine
Dusk comes by and stays at last
the flickering candle melts, finally
I sigh, and the curtain still plays by

My heart, you mine, still lies there
may be by your bed, you my lullaby

The moon is up and the stars all out
few fall and while few make a cosmic war
it is trust that the moon has, as it stays
it is flirted and swirled alive by a dashing star  

My heart, you mine, still lies there
perhaps in your jacket, you my lullaby

The war ends and the sky glitters
warm winds embrace and kiss
the moon glows and its man smiles
and his restless dog sleeps now Oh! Christ

My heart, you mine, still lies there
is it in your closet, you my lullaby?

Birds are chirping, I chose to ignore
the sky is fading I fear opening the door
It shall again be day and I shall again be afraid
standing and staring, clutching the curtain stretched

My heart, you mine, still lies there
should be on the desk, you my lullaby

You’ll be gone and vanished in air
I see you around but it must be my glare
I hear you speak but I do not
you are there, perhaps, or perhaps not

My heart, you mine, still lies there
check behind the cabinet, you my lullaby

The candle I light and watch the sun
I wait for moths to flirt with it and you know
in day it’s a rarity. Sometimes they do come
but now am not even sure if they are

My heart, you mine, still lies there
I wonder where in your house, you lullaby

The candle I see is fighting with the wind
its flame reaches nowhere but its rim
Does it weep in the dripping heat?
The day sun is just such a browbeat

My heart, you mine, still lies there?
Or, is it dusted out, already, you lullaby?

I wait for the night and the stars all day
I wait for the moon to give it a miss.
She promises and assures herself
but as the they twinkle she slides out

 My heart, you mine, still lies there I hope
once, I remember, you kissed its head, you Oh! Lullaby

The flame goes off and the stars war with her
the heavens must know what happens to the moon
she glows by their side, kisses a few in their falling stride.
The curtains flow, and I know I shall, clutch it tomorrow. Tight!
Quite tight!

My heart, Oh! You mine
my heart, Oh! You mine,
Do not know if you misplaced it,
or do I conjure this crime

Friday, 10 January 2014

Touch me not



That pile of pebbles
which stands firm and rock.
That shimmering green creeper,
that’d climb up and mock,
O! It’s a decision well made
and my rage so fairly paid.
That lovely deep blue lake,
still, as the crocs it hides
or the light blue sky untouched,
untouched a sheet one glides.
You’ve already caused pain enough
that my love shall bear till the cuff.
It doesn’t happen your way
and it isn’t even the routine – Oh! The damn highway

Don’t you just give that smile
I warn you. Yes - my love, I sigh
It’ll all account to zero -
the fuming, my puffing and the cry.
Touch one at the bottom
and the pebbles come tumbling down.
Touch not that creeper it shies away;
your soft still face while I frown
Is a drop in it and it ripples in craze -
The lake. Or a flight across its stillness
leaves in that azure sheet a glistening trace.
O you say not that polite word
I warn you. Yes – my love, I sigh
Touch me not; I’ll fall back in love I cry.