Aphrodite

Of musk and wood and hope
you smelled, the whiff of you
took my breath away.
You stood there without a care,
And didn’t give me a second glance.
Adonis unaware of his Aphrodite.

The unkind years have failed
to drown the longing,
Sometimes, when serenity
takes over, I look
at the orange blob setting,
and hear the trees rustling,
I get a whiff of you,
of musk and wood
and hope.
As Aphrodite still waits
for her Adonis
to come back to life.

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The Love Story

Getting lost in enchanted woods,
a visit to some fairylands,
eating scones in english summers,
a few first of our dates.
A sherlock cap, a magic carpet,
the first gifts you gave me.

Then off you took me to an adventure,
in an Arabian desert,
before I could catch a breath,
you swept me off to fight
a dictator in a dystopian world.

One day, you stole a kiss from me
in an old castle and whispered,
be mine.
And I said Yes.

My Twinkling Friend

The loneliness of the night
is cut short by a twinkling friend.
Pinned to my window,
proud of itself,
unafraid of the looming clouds,
it whispers to me,
Darkness is just but
a chance to shine.

The Lone Farmer

The skies open up
Manna showers from heavens,
its cracked edges melting,
the parched earth turns supple
In the middle of the fields
there, a lone farmer stands
in happiness he soaks
a prayer he mouths,
a gentle rumble echoes
as someone acknowledges.

The Stars Tonight

The stars are in abundance tonight,
struggling for a space in the sky
The moon’s marks smooth, silky
beaming a silky ethereal light.

The trees rustle, parting ways
You walk in, shimmering in silver
into the light, into my heart
and the universe chimes in rhythm.

The White Eagle

**The White Eagle **

The white eagle flies high,
making the azure skies her home.
The wind caresses her wings
the white clouds jealous of her feats

Yet, she looks longingly below,
The hazy green earth beckoning.
All she wants is some rest
in the cozy covers of the trees
All is wants is some respite
from what the world expects.

A Tapestry

An amalgam I am,
of the laughter and the tears
from the years gone by,
of love, of hope, of dreams
from the years to come,
a tapestry I am,
weaved together by threads
of my past and the future to come.

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