Friday 12 April 2013

Murderer


The night falls,
The darkness waits for its turn to be heard and listened,
The solitude needs room full air without the trace of living smell,
The time stops giving warning signals, red- amber or green nothing moves.
As soon as the soul raises her head to speak the phone rings.

The unchallenged, infirm forces win,
Underneath the floral duvet
Echo of the body ache measures the weight of the tenacious day,
A pill and a sip of water knock all the senses,
A dream, an experienced nocturnal healer shuts my eyes,

I wake up with regrets
The morning is unforgiving for
Killing a poem last night.
 
 
 February 2013

Ancestor's Dream




Bundled up in arms
A magic
Opens eyes
A star
Smiles in sleep....

Innocence blossom
The stage
Kisses the dancing feet
Thousand hearts
Miss their beats...

A stethoscope
Whispers in the deity ears
Thousand souls
Breathe life....

Humanity dressed up in
Designer clothes
In shades of wisdom
Colours of pride...

A wrinkled face looks up

Blinks to the sky
The rain applause
The wind bow
The earth awe….

A thousand years old
Ancestor’s dream
Smile in mother's eyes....

June 2006

Sunday 22 November 2009

Bloom in Gloom



Like a thorn
With a rose
It exists between us
Petals withered away
Colour fades away

In solititude

Memory turn the pages
A scent Blows my soul
Ethereal touches
Wash my body
Like a first rain
On the cracked earth
A river gushes


There is
No parting pain
No distant ache
No love longing
No broken heart


The thorn moves
Deeper and deeper

And
Bloom on my beats

Picture - Google Search Engine

Friday 30 October 2009

Destination



Close eyes
Darkness tip toes
I lose everything
His post card
The keys to the magic box
The peace promise
I made to the destiny and
Dream shark

Open eyes
The day engulfs me like a sand storm
Pushes the body from the roof top
Clock’s teeth snips the fingers
Snub the existence

I escape from this
Moment,
To the next moment
To breathe life

Run downstairs
Search the past
Stroke the happiness
Piled away
In the basement of my heart

Unlock the door
Walk into the future
Entwine with pollen
Float in air

Love resonate life
Life resonate death
Death resonate birth

Falls on a flower
Arrive at the destination

Photo - flickr.com

Friday 2 October 2009

Ripples....



Freedom
Allure me
For a single step
At the edge of a cliff


Love
A lift to the bliss
A parachute unfurls
Infinite possibilities
In a finite kick


Crying
Bathe in salt water
Fresh
Purifying


Bless me
For the wisdom like
An autumn leaf
Free the tree
For the spring to swing


Loaded silence
Wired across two worlds
Emanates
An appointment with poetry
In the traffic jam

Picture from flickr.com



Friday 28 August 2009

Word...

Word would
Touch me like first rain

Word would navigate
The flow
Word would cast
Each pebble
Into a memory stone

Word would
Smudge the rainbow
Reshuffle the stars
On the destiny window

Word would surrender
Word would claim
Word would sleep
Walk into future
Nudge the dreams

Word would fall
Like a snow
From my finger tips

When the word would fail
In love
In happiness
In pain

Tears would speak
The unsaid word...

The boat sinks...














I am on a swing
You bob
Like a pendulum
Close and far
Close and far

I am in a train
Whistle blows
Platform moves
Palms across the glass window
Whisper the last prayers

I am in a boat
Eyes follows
A receding shadow
Propelling sand foot prints
Retina clicks
Eyes shut
A long thin
Frame of your being
Locks in my dream

The boat sinks...



Painting by Mary Collins
www.bluewaveatrs.ie/painting.htm