This moment...

this moment,right here...
do not dare to move behind...
stop growing with time...
you are mine,occupy this space(space,inside)..


space,inside...
let this vaccum fill the mind...
do not move with time...
you are mine,engulf this moment(this moment,right here)...

time,everywhere,
stop for a while,
wait for vaccum filled space...
my moment,must meet you time(time everywhere)...

love... morning dew,of the night air cool....

no sound,no scent,
transparent,i see inside...
i want to sense...
i touch,i feel,the tender...


of the cool night air...
but,i saw you now,here...
so,i call you morning dew...

the morning dew,
promising me,a day new...
blessed,bliss,beacuse of you!
.
.
.
it's sunnier...
you disappear,
i fear...the day is not over...
dew broke the promise?so bitter!
.
.
.

dew my love are you just a mirage?...
in the night,no sleep, more fear.....
tears...tears...burning desire...
-so,humid is the atmosphere...

so humid is the atmosphere,
breeze,breeze is a blast of hot air...
tears...no condensor,never ever?
still warm the leaf's surface...


days heat braze,
nights grow more insane...
seems like dew shall never arrive...
the dreams i bury,i burn,with a fire...


dry,dry,eyes drained dry...
not even little more can i cry...
the air is cool now,why?
it is not a pleasant surprise...

the night air cools,
to a sleep it sooths,
i sleep in the deeps,
because tired eyes,rest more...

sunshine...
i rise...i console myself,
to face the day,i prepare...
i shall work,i step outta the door...


there's a new rose!
there's a new perfume!
the birds croon,
there is again a dew!


there is again a dew...



i understand,i realize,
tears are of no use...
they just make things slow...
i had to trust the hope,be brave...

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it's life,it's a cycle...
in few days,it can't change...
all i have to do is,every time...
keep the green leaf alive...
on it,the dew shall arrive...

'love'

she-"i have lost today,encourage me"

he-"cannot live with what you have"

she-"our love,is it over"

he-"don't bug mee,nothing i promised you,
ever,never"


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he thought love was ready made,
like a t-shirt hung for the display...
in a room he could try,
leave it if he does'n like the buy...

he thought life was in a warehouse,
could get anything for his whim,
if he had a card to swipe,
and a bank balance,rich and ripe...

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she thought love was a fairy tale,
who ever comes on horse back,a rider,
was her prince,she would live together,
happily,truly forever and ever...

she thought,kisses they share,
if he were even a frog,a tadpole,
he would turn into handsome heir,
she would not understand,never,
the difference between a dream and a nightmare...

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cold

why do cold,cynical, people,
who for nothing,anything,cannot care,
come and scream their own say,
with self pity and no shame,
without helping anyone on their way,
simply taking everything away...

??
i guess,
they know how to hate...

happiness's tears(the poem is inpired by a person, my friend)

the eyes' sea,
for once are,
swelling to surge,
for something worthwhile...
yes, for something worth it and worth my while...

i know about the pleasure in pains...
i know about the pleasure in pleasures,
but they are cracks and seizures,
momentary and dissapear.

but this is an avalanche,spreading...
it's of pain in pleasure...
the nut shell bleeds-
-Pain in pleasure,
i taste the eternal elixir,
with a flavor of zephyr...

his presence,
-Aaah! nothing better...

To my dear friend...

What was wrong?
Why was i not taken along?


I want to know why,
I will try...

Feels like i am in the fry,
Come back,Together, lets again Fly...

Give me a chance,may be a last chance...
For my drawbacks i have acceptance,

There could be a scope for improvement,
But i hope you know it needs your involvement.