KISS OF A LILAC

As she faded away in non-existence
A hug came to me in fantasy
Few sparkles of ceremonious giggles
Lighting up chrysanthemum in a little glass

“You are among my cluster of thoughts”
In a garden of metered maleficence
A true embodiment of gifted lilac
Entrusted by the heart on it’s bloom

Impertinent and immoral, wasted by cruelty sweet
I took a quick glance before the eyes would meet
Proudly I dared look into her compressed mirror
Colors bounced between convex edges

Artful than the impression that Gogh did forget
Menacingly beautiful as she took the turn
A celibacy of uncountable dark attractions at that
A pact of resentful urgencies that cluelessly burn

Puppet intentions, I took a peel of what I could take
The soft edges of mysticism exchanged by a shake
As she curled into his pages, stinging with her straight hair so folly
Her eyes showed the way towards Eden, spreading enamour so jolly

“I love her like anything”, greeneries of thought
A penitent displeasure in the breath
It’s solemnly not a vague plethora
Of any melancholia given to perfection
Strings of euphony lusted in ceremony
Laughter of agony kissed through obscurity

He knew she violated second to none
The edged mistress etched into crimson
The shining black eyes of a liason
With a look that left all red in sensation

The stranger gave another smile
As she ravaged the heart of no return
Skillfully her slender nature took position
Moulding in between while she caressed away
She moved her penchant eyes and searched territory
A discovery properly dressed to be found
The lush hair that left you in dementia
Maroon-ed me ebony, circumstances stood still
Her inner skin touched till fury emerged pointless
Sin brightly crept from behind, curves on their faces
Cloaked in delight, aroused by the stir of salvation
Scared past her ambiguity, cursed by self-domination

As her dark effervescence brightened the path
The solemn moments took it’s first wrath
Supple merriment that passed completely bathed
As he moved through her neck, the sweet shrieks left him unscathed

The innocence that penetrated into the depths of cynicism
The satanic thirst of the angel so pure in contradiction
Descant followed her light feet, each step into melancholia
The lilac jested it’s fragrance, stamped me with her insignia

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A Strong Bond

The first time I saw you
I don’t remember when or how
but can I forget that face?
The face of someone who cared
The face of someone who touched my heart
A person who laughed and smiled
and brought me my life’s first happiness
Even a forgetful person such as me
cannot forget the moments we spent together
Even an irresponsible kid such as me
cannot forget the time spent during a bad weather

The first time we met, it was at school
For the first 5 days I remember
how I would only long to talk with you but not try
When I told you that afterwards
you laughed and then said “what a fool!”
I remember those talks we had in class during breaks
Short and sweet to me they were
many times irrelevant to you
so you used to simply not care
and then help make it more fun
I remember when we used to play together
The 30 mins after school, and during breaks
We were like two young lion cubs
Playful, cheerful and most of all
we were really really close
cause you had made a home
in one of my heart’s inner rooms

After many years one day I was sitting
When you suddenly said “Hi” to me
I clearly wasn’t expecting that
and neither was I expecting you to remember
cause we hadn’t seen or talked for 7 years
My heart gave a joyful smile
while for her, even her face did
We talked and talked like old times
while speaking in the past tense
We carried on giggling while taking turns to say
“As usual you make no sense”
I felt a strong bond even now
It bloomed with perfection

We were two puzzle pieces, meant to be together
The only difference is we are older
and we don’t chirp like little birds anymore
I thank the lord for making it so
or the day wouldn’t have gone so good that day
The day when I realized what a “bond” truly means
The day when I realized what “treasuring” is

Now it seemed like we had a sense of affection
Even if sometimes she showed no signs of caring
If nothing else, we did truly have a strong connection
A connection no one can break
It’ll make us stronger
We walk in our own little lawn
It’ll tie us together
As our Friendship hopes to carry on

Noone like You

With hair like tender silk
Eyes like black diamonds
She walks this earth
As a blessing to those who know her
And a loss to those who don’t
When you but see her smile
You can but notice a certain feeling
That comes over you

It is so warm and fuzzy
That it makes you smile when you’re sad
Cause she is so utterly sweet
That you cant even hope to feel bad
When she talks, its as if she’s singing
Doesn’t matter how silly her thoughts are
You still feel your heart to be ringing

The way she gently caresses her hair
When she feels like looking even more cute
The way she joyously looks at you
When you bring her food

The way you feel
When you see her cry
If it’s because of me
I’d rather die
She is so lucky
To have so many who care
She is so  beautiful that
Finding someone like her is rare

I will always fail to get her
No matter how I try
Still no matter what I’ll still hope
That she doesn’t say “Goodbye”
To her I have many things I wanna say
But right now I’ll just say “I love you”
For her I have many things I wanna do
I will cause “There’s no-one like you”

Tears from the Heart

Tears are like drops of water from the ocean

They look so tender and weak

But each contain such strength when in motion

From every corner of the eyes do they leak

Happiness and Sadness are but words to them

Pathways between feelings when we tread upon

Yet we get to know the difference

It always goes by our preference

They make us wonder what they seek

From every edge to every peak

When they flow, its a sign of pain

Our eyes start to glow, for nothing did remain

The feelings start to rush out

Following which the heart gives a shout

But on the other hand

There is another who is the same

He doesn’t demand

And does by another name

 

The Heart is not a toy

It holds all the senseless joy

Yet it also holds all the sadness

It’s tantrums can drive you to madness

The Heart contains the love

Which is the selfless right to give

It is a gift from the person living above

So we may very rarely receive

The Heart doesn’t only wander, it also does wonder

It also has another task, that is to ponder

On things which are left to say

But how, it tries to find a way

Even after that, it tries to replace

Because it still doesn’t fill the empty space

The Heart is the creator of the endless sea of feelings

The tears are the deliverers, but none are worth only ten shillings

But this is only but the start

These are the Tears from the Heart