That tastes more rich and sweet with time
And makes our relationship sublime.
Pilgrimage
Maybe there’s a God above,
And all I’ve ever learned from love
Is that it is a blessing so divine.
And every sunless night I’ll pray
To see your rays beaming someday.
Come cast the lonely dark out with your shine.
I want to feel its warm embrace
Upon my cold and cat-like face.
Poor into me, intoxicate like wine.
Now sinking down below the line,
I hope that we can breathe just fine
Until you rise again over horizon mine.
I can’t but suffer the sunset,
I bear the freezing frost onset.
It weighs on me, it chills, it breaks my spine.
So cannot wait for you to show,
To heat me up in your great glow,
To let me be a pilgrim to your shrine.
Do Come Back
Thought I was building castles in the air,
Thought it to be a kingdom of some love affair.
Built brick by brick, into the clouds yet another stair.
If bricks were money, then I think I’d be a billionaire.
I’m not a builder, not a king, and not a millionaire,
But all I know is that this thing between us cannot wear and tear.
The thing, the fabric of our lives, I feel it stretching here and there.
It’s all around me, I am rolled inside it, stunned as if it were a snare.
It’s more than love that trapped me, caught me absolutely unaware.
I feel its presence even with you far away, it can be seen from anywhere.
As though it were mature night giving a rise to a full moon with its white flare,
It shines my way, it makes me feel, it lets me see through darkness, bless the glare!
So godlike you are that I’m tempted in your honor to address a prayer.
I want to get a revelation from you, as the castles built are all but disrepair.
Just give me strength to stand your absence, pushing me away from fine and fair.
I’m afraid with you away the only thing that’s fair is in fact your lovely, gracious hair.
That Very Time (1.0)
That very time when we were young,
I doted on you, poems wrote and sang.
So hard it was to watch so sharp a tongue.
Although my words to wind I never flung.
That very time, I bold enough to kiss you first…
Since then for you I never quenched my thirst.
Gulped it all down, aridity of life dispersed.
Until the last drop signified the bubble burst.
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