Monday, April 22, 2019

Beautiful Dream !

It's been just two days and I started to demand,
Yet not sure about myself but senses were sent to remand.
My mid night, went in roar,
Calm and quite, yet not bore.
Your brains are sharp,
Thinking so far.
I was left with churn on a farmers car.
While leaned against the bed,
Shadows seemed to tease.

You went for food , down the street,
My eyes were waiting for that name to repeat.
It's strange connection that I can't explain,
You ransack my thoughts mountains end up in plain.
Your talks warm my heart and brightens my day,
I ll bask in it always , if I have ur way.
When the oceans would run over sands,
When the river floods the land,
I would wait for that one hand.
My heart was frozen and not at ease.
The feeling that you aren't alone suddenly started to tease.
My heart no longer never knew,
Something unable to sew.
I dropped what I had held once dear,
But my soul became lighter,
Instead of filled with fear.

You don’t have to cling to the people,
Who no longer make you smile,
Or do something you have come to hate,
If it isn’t worth your while.
Now I am calm and my patience wears a thin,
I have never felt the way before , far away from the sin.
I had wished for you to come my way,
Hold my hand even if I go astray.
I barge into your dream and sleep right in,
That cuddly face begging to sleep within.
I am a dandelion in this breeze,
Darling look what the winds of change have done
to all these autumn leaves.
They said that’s how you know you are strong.
But not until I wilted,
Did I notice something wrong.

Every day with you gives me a thrill,
All my dreams you richly fulfill.
I am a fool of your charms,
Darling you belong to my arms.
The world shares your tears,
Some for two nights or for one,
And few for all their years but I want none.
I wish I were a person who is never to blame,
I wish life was full of happiness never to hinder in shame.
I wish you saw what I can see,
I wana cling to you like a buzzing bee.
Bathed in the dew of sacred morn,
In the era when our love was born.
Finally I wished few promises to keep,
Miles before WAHAB goes off to sleep ....