Month: March 2014

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my forever bliss
hidden in the soft creases
of your vanilla smile

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liquid sunshine

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raindrops
on the window pane
thunderclouds
drifting through the rain

in the vicinity of object of desire,
and the beauty it inspires
absorbed in crimson hues
and gentle eyes
I don’t have slightest clue
of where the time flies

taken aback by illuminated secret,
giving birth to spirit anew
I feel the tender kiss of Universe,
silently, invisibly saying –
‘here’s a gem, carved just for you’

living life in these perfect moments
is always such a delight
when I know that one day
this love is going to take my life

raindrops

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and one day
they dripped
like pearls from heaven
splattering
one at a time
from her unrestrained soul
mirroring words
she could not utter
words that were often lost
lost in the depths of silence

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photograph courtesy Akhil Kayu

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flowering lament

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the boundaries have dissolved
and music ceaselessly plays

held captive by your gaze
I have become a moth to flame

with nothing left to say
I am melting in this moment
slowly fading in your haze

embrace me
in your arms

and let me escape

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inspired by one of the most moving compositions I have heard : Lament by Jacaszek

 

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my existence
on an empty canvas
what could it be
in words so few?

ah! a splash
from a paintbrush
dipped, in the shades of you

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even the tears
quietly smile

when they see
you soaked in me
and me drenched in you

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reticent reverie

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come to me
not as a wild thought
a forgotten image
or a transient feeling

not as the wave
that returns
after kissing the shore

not as light
that trickles
through the leaves
on a sunny day
unsure of its presence
or absence

but as the coolness of sand
under the shade of the sun
as the white of pearls
or the green of leaves
as the lasting depth
of ocean bottom

stay with me
like inherent nature of things
constant yet fascinating
unwavering
enduring
real

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‘゚

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feathery dreams
carry me afloat
as I lie naked
softly draped
in you

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nights
fermented in tears
slowly made my soul fertile

now I run wild
through blossoming fields
alive in eternal spring

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two spirits
gently unfold
as they are carried across
a sacred river flow

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don’t be afraid to show
what you know
what you hold inside

whats kept hidden
suffocates, slowly dies
or worse what you make visible
will be perceived as a lie

only the truth that is burning well
will help you survive
a deeper knowing, a fearless thought
a feeling that consumes alive

say what is on your mind
while you’re still full of life
let go, love, express, ignite
it is definitely worth a try

my love, don’t be shy
no breath comes out of a dead self
not even a sigh!

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‘.. you are free with me’
he said

I giggled –
knowing how I am
helplessly enslaved
by his mere touch

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wedding us together –
chaste memories
tainted with love

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I feel
your restless waves
breaking
at my shore

yet
with each wave
I am the one
wading into you

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within attraction

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subliminal desires
deepening into my skin
spill over my soul

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music : Where Breathing Starts by Tord Gustavsen

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one day at a time
my feathers slowly fall

ascending closer
with each beautiful loss

into the heart of Divine
I dissolve

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Every Girl is Some Man’s Daughter

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I read this awe-inspiring, genuinely beautiful post a few months back, only to read it again today and realize how amazing it is to have a father figure who not only respects all women but is also a true inspiration. Robert, one of my most treasured readers, thank you for this..thank you for being you!

Sol Invictus

I love my little girl.  I still call her “Little Girl.”  She’s now 14, as tall as her mother, and full of aspirations, new feelings, and visions of a coming future.

Summer

I remember when I first learned that my wife was pregnant.  I was stunned, scared, and in denial.  I could think of no way that this would work.  I was selfish, and still very much a boy (no matter what my biological age was then).  Never having had a father figure of any kind, I just couldn’t conceive that I could manage.  I was worried.  I didn’t know what to do.

The only experience I had with fathering was being the stepfather to my wife’s son.  He turned out to be a fine young man (that’s for another post), despite my attempts at fathering.

I remember when I learned that this new baby was going to be a girl.  I can…

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love abides
in quiet nearness
a silent explosion

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delve no further
plant a kiss
where it hurts

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what truly matters
how you reveal your self
in quiet moments

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