Only time will tell,those two hearts,is
starting to beat as one, under,this sunny,April Morn!!
and the heart only knows that heart wants!!..
Who are these two, these lovers, so prematurely parted?
They seem familiar, both of them, who Fate has chose to martyr
The girl exotic, tantalizing, wearing a bikini
Yet strong of body and of mind -- could it really be... Shalini??!!
But how could love come in one name?
When's it's all of us and none, the same?
Her counterpart, a poet deep, mysterious yet schizo
"love me" "hate me" "fade to black" he makes the stanzas fit so!
Longing for each other's touch,
a hand, a kiss,
it means so much.
A loving and tender, warm embrace,
A love that even time cannot erase.
They have found what is real;
They are not pretender;
The Magic is real, so be true to
our feelings, its always knows best.
And they will have laughter,each day
of their life;
MM you are hilarious I’m rolling on the floor
Haven’t seen young Cris around – you’ve scared him off for sure!
A soul alone is not a soul loved
Incomplete, not full, an apple halved
So what does one do if the other one fled?
Would its life end after all the tears are shed?
no longer together
they are incomplete,
without the other,
life is obsolete,
The longer they are apart,
the pain only damages more inside their heart!
The poem, like their love, grows word by word
Fueled by distance, persistence, undeterred
marking a void in their lives,
it feels like someone has cut with a knife,
For like most love stories love is killed in the end
Killed by a knife, a word , a look , or a little thing
Love can only be loved by love, while hate can...
But still, like all lovers do, they pray and pray
for fate to be kinder, and make their love stay
The stars, the birds , the bugs wait for the surmise
Would the time come when our love will again rise?
But still like the sun, shall love set, too?
Oh I musn't dream of things that ring so true!
The setting sun is nothing but an illusion that we see
A sunset here is sunrise there – when viewed in totality
So true, my fair one, so true! But my heart has no wings!
It shall die of suns unseen and other sad little things
For Love Sings in the Wind in the Echo of the Chime
It Blossoms and Grows over the Eternity of Time...
Enough of these echos, these blossoms, this sadness!
Suns rising and setting -- it all seems like madness!
The lovers grow restless, what's left to be said?
Lives looping endlessly, they'd rather be dead.
Another Romeo and Juliet, another senseless death,
Too much, love they have for each other,can't be ended
by death, Love like this have to be patient with time;
And it can't retake, or rewind,
Will love yet again live through death
and see a new day with its last breath?
Through Death the Lovers' Souls Merge to the Source of One
While Love Warms the Hearts of Others like an emotional Sun
A story that all lovers know, and long been foretold
Love divine shall overcome even the cruelest cold
The cold of death, of separation – can there be greater regret?
Despite the rosy coloured dreams, there are no answers yet!
But what is death or separation but a momentary respite
For hearts to cool down, like journeymen in the dead of night
Mourn thy love, O lovers in cold death
For thou could but were untrue to thee instead
Let The Words Of Love,
Part From My Lips,
Never No More,
As I Walk Out The Door...
How can the sky look the same
the birds sing the same song
when my world has changed
and memories flood my mind
And my heart is uncertain of my future, with you:
Yet, standing here, your magnetism pulled me closer;
My knee felt so weak,as you reach for my hand.
Oh heart of darkness, heart of light
overcome this tempest, and melt the night
The twilight zone just ekes its in-betweeness into lovers’ psyches
Nor light, nor dark, just minds suspended in the space that no one likes
But still a space of their own, and so in silence they dwell
surreal, ephemeral, timeless, like their gods' wishing well
That their passion for each other,
Burns hot like an open flame,
As the wind of their souls caress and touch
swirling and twirling – spinning dervishes as such
If only they were granted Three Wishes, what then?
Would those coins in that Wishing Well bring a fairytale end?
But fate's not wrote until the day's bitter end
better leave to chance what the coins cannot mend
But what if fate is a destined chance
then our sweet dervishes will continue to dance
Fair Chance thou art to Destiny enjoined
To Nantucket we’ll go, with whirling coin
The coin whirled and whirled at Nantucket
Like our fate , it too has been bucketed*
* Finance term which means taking the opposite side (to the customer's order).
without, not even a hint of trepidation
they scurry, aglow in their union
Will scurrying around in their limited dimension
Enable them to experience their true emotions?
What would they feel if they realized
Standing still would accelerate time?
perhaps not even a scent of regret
for time's erased when love had beset
Dear friends....Welcome to this creative and transformative world of poetry,I want to share my poetic ideas with you...
Poem Title:Point of Infinity.
Soul is searching for something..
Sound of unidentifiable person.
Echos in the wall of heart.
And reflects back to heaven and you.
The search of wandering lamb
ends in the path of infinity.
Heap of ash on one side
the rising Phenix on the other
The strength of blood forgives
the deeds of dirty wilderness
The drops of water springs on earth
and fumes when creation germinates
Star way leads the kings
to the truth of east
Greenish farmyard smiles
like an innocence of a child.
The hunger,the grains and
the fruits of satisfaction
will all meet at the point
of poles of uncertainity
Some called it fate
others named it truth
Few blames it as foolishdeeds
But all rolls in the Wheels of life...
With great hope and optimism...
GEORGE VARGHESE,MSW 24.04.09
The two of us love everlasting with no regrets
Together enthralled in our winding storm as sun sets
And I shall love thee once, twice, thrice
I shall never tire, even if life be the price
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