Friday, 6 April 2007

Together

Though you may have lost your way,
And know not where to go.
The only thing that I can say,
Is that I love you still.

And though you might not come back home,
And though you might be changed,
I will not let you be alone.
Whether for good or ill.

Crescent

The moon takes a cue from your smile,
And smiles in turn, a crescent in the night.
All the world is entranced for a while,
Though they look at the moon,
They see you, in the light.

Friday, 2 March 2007

Sea of Music

You softly strummed the strings of your guitar,
I turned and listened to your melody,
And when you sang with perfect harmony,
I felt that I was near, though I was far.

I took a step ahead unconsciously,
And revelled in the sound of every note,
The flow of music keeping me afloat,
Though I had long since drowned within your sea.

Wednesday, 21 February 2007

Flower

The flower will bloom,
Despite knowing that soon,
It's fragile life will end,
By a human hand.

Tuesday, 20 February 2007

Her Voice

I have no escape from the songs that she sings,
They haunt me by day, and they live in my dreams.
Her voice captivates me and keeps me entranced,
Though I am imprisoned, I don't feel alarmed.

Saturday, 17 February 2007

I Wait for You

I lie and rest in tranquil peace,
The thought of you puts me at ease.
Removes all pain I've ever had,
Forbids my heart from being sad.

Come home and rest within my arms,
And put on all your lovely charms.
I will embrace you as you are,
My Love, you're often much too far.

Thursday, 15 February 2007

Clay

The formless clay that's in my hands,
I carve and shape until it stands,
Before me, finished and complete,
A work of art- no easy feat.

New Graduate

He graduates top of his class,
And nothing will stand in his way.
His papers are marked with A plus,
His honors are here to stay.

Sunday, 11 February 2007

Seven Days a Week

The seven days that fill her week,
Are full of burdens from her work.
And the monotony of it,
Brings sadness she cannot avert.

At some point she recalls her youth,
And wonders when her love was lost.
Did she dismiss it as non-truth?
Did she ignore the hefty cost?

But in her mind there is no place,
To wonder if her choice was good.
So every morning, every day.
She works as every good girl should.

Tuesday, 30 January 2007

Loyalty

The loyalty you ask of me,
My love, I'll grant most heartily.
For you are one that I adore,
And want to be with more and more.

But one thing that I ask of you,
Is that you also remain true.
To yourself as well as me,
Never forsaking loyalty.