I hop away,
From hip-hop.
I hate that crap,
That is called rap.

Filthy words,
And slipping pants;
Swinging hands,
And nonsense rhymes.

You call that-
Music?

valley of flowers

In my lonely road,
I feel a wind that's new.
One that carries,
The sweet scent of a flower.

I follow the smell,
With my eyes closed.
Beyond the wind,
Into the valley of flowers.

There you stood,
Tickling the wind,
In your garden of giggles,
With your fragrant touch.

I stood mesmerized
Jealous of the wind,
Yearning to be kissed,
By that sweet smile of yours.

and i wonder

When you tap
To that mysterious rhythm,
I sit here and wonder,
Who must have taught you that!

When you touch,
Gently on my face,
I stare up and wonder,
Where that chill in your finger tips-
Come from!

And when you leave,
Tear marks on my window pane;
I look beyond and wonder,
What pain you hide behind.

Please,
Let it-
Never stop raining!

silent moments

A thousand words unsaid,

They swirl in the silence

In the space between us.

A thousand seconds fly by,

Melting in the dim light

Of that candle

Dancing to the wind,

Love- ubiquitous.

The whiskey remain,

Half untouched..

Like words

Half unsaid.

We walk away..


Thanks for the chat Supriya leading me to this one. :)

silencing silence

And I killed the silence
With a hum
Of a song,
The lyrics, I never cared about.

Like a shattered glass,
It pierced,
The stillness of silence,
In a million places.

And I found it dead,
Silence, of the lies.