Poems from Heart

 Infatuation, no Darla Its love that we need to know and why you are the only you.  I want let everyone to know.  I kept this inside, dont know what to tell.  painted you unforgotable, God showerd those skill.  Your gaze bloomed me, over the world's insensitivity(lack of concern for others' feelings) I owe my life to you as I learned being mindfull.  Hope you remember ours pillow talks.  those chilled December full moon walks Passion, Compassion, love helped us to thrive that Crazyness of going out,  midnight on a long drive. A Strengthening touch of your hand Icy, sonwy often took me to dreamland Holdon, I got much more to say.  Music of our soul and silence of the bay.  Often our humanly  need or desire always raised us like flames of fire.  when held me so close,  eyes gone unblinked.  Just Moment later, we crushed us in our arms.  We melted like an ice,  It was not just a surprise.  But then you wis...

Infatuation, no Darla Its love that we need to know and why you are the only you.  I want let everyone to know.  I kept this inside, dont know what to tell.   painted you unforgotable, God showerd those skill.  Your gaze bloomed me, over the world's insensitivity ( lack of concern for others' feelings ) I owe my life to you as I learned being mindfull.  Hope you remember ours pillow talks.  those chilled  December  full moon walks Passion, Compassion,  love  helped us to  thrive that Crazyness of going out,  midnight on a long drive. A Strengthening  touch of your hand Icy, sonwy often took me to dreamland Holdon, I got much more to say.  Music of our soul and silence of the bay.  Often our humanly  need or desire always raised us like flames of fire.  when held me so close,  eyes gone unblinked.   Just Moment later, we crushed us in our arms.  We melted like an ice,...

The Beauty of girl Beauty of that girl, As seen through her eyes. Sparkling like shinng perls , Endless innocense like sky. She went through lots of pain That may have turned her down But I know she will not give this up And will turn her life superb!! Like morning freshness of air. The caring that she gives. Voice like a music in my ear Something beautiful like nightingale . .. Like the first ray of sun rise. Something the chorus of morning birds Like twinkling of night stars Much above & beyond my words. ... She is she Irresistable yet unique. Sweetest of all creatures, Seems made for glamorous features.. The beauty like radiant stars Helping to turn my scars As cold as snowballs humanity best of  all… Refelction of her soul , Radiant , bold & delightful. . Her hairs smells like a saffron  Intensity in the purist form. Like the sound of the god . (Ommmmm) A song composed a sufiyan Faithfulness like a unicorn Heart like a tree banyan...

I an up awake tonight, few things I can't change. always try to convince self, But it's all so wierd Is it me, Or is it you? Do I try, Or are we through? So long we've shared Just to walk away. But so much hurt To want to stay. Why do we do this, Try to hurt the other more, Only to watch one Walk right out the door? I love you so much, Yet I push you to the point of breaking, But why do you play with my heart And never stop taking? Is this the end Or a new beginning? Only one can guide me When my head is spinning. Don't push, Don't try, Don't stress, Don't cry. That is what plays Over in my head As I try to close my eyes And just go to bed.

We are friends from far away. When we talk we always have something to say. Our lives are so different yet the same. I always wonder if there's more to say. Could it have been different for you and me? Or was fate decided before we could have tried? For now, we play our parts, that's all that's left; Never knowing if our lives would have met. Two people from far away, always asking, "How was your day?"

To me : It's Sunday six- o' - five My long nap has stopped Everything seems so quite My soul has taken flight.  On this sunday so  cloudy , My tears fall again slowly, Down on my cheeks, Relieving all emotions  bravely... The strorm before the calm Too restless to enjoy Seems everybody knows  It's sunday's melancholy ploy..  Responsibilities loom overhead  My heart as heavy as the air  The world has now so silent  but I am hoping to  reunite .  Rain has fallen glistering gloom. feeling warm and cozy. Time for writing & relaxing. Smile and have a happy Sunday.