third one ...... i have experimented this time ..... a poems are usually written in a singular prespective ..... but here there are two prespectives ..........it's more actually kinda duet song .....
summary : two lovers are in seperate places [:D](again) , the man's gone to war ..... the poem is how they communicate through the thoughts ... the paragraphhs alternate with the man's and his lovers thoughts and sayings (starting with the man)
inspired by Japanese folklore , that the samurai spoke to their beloved through their thoughts during their wartime expeditions .... . I love the medival setting .wish i knew some one who could compose this into a song .....
WAITING ...WAITING .....
As the mist clears in the sun's rise
a face looks in all it's beauty
heavenly poise ,a rainbow's semblance
The ray's caress me in the softest
a dew falls to my lips with your nectar
even as the eyes close , it becomes clear.
Let me drown in yours eyes forever
i am lying here waiting,you don't have to say
but tell me one more time........
I have given you myself
you don't have to ask , you know me
i am your's forever ........
I won't leave you for the world
for the world's not enough
in this time of reckoning
our beats have become one.....
If the words you say is in the passing wind
are the words just enough?
the hours with me in the shade
was it love or just a dream ......
In the battle thickest
my heart sings your song
if the field smears my blood
my life will be with you .....
Here in the dawn , why such words ....
don't you know me anymore ....
Just ask the clouds , they tell you my pain
i will know you even when the beat stops ......
The flower bed will sprout thorns
if the worlds do us apart
even the barren mists
when i am in your arms
The seconds weigh me down
in our paths different
even the seconds vanish
as they drop to your eyes ....
As you tease me , it rains even in the sun....
As you touch me , even the pains afraid .....
Why don't you come ,why the wait
is the date far .....
I will come , the date's near
but the wait is mine .......
Saturday, June 9, 2007
SILVER STREAM ..............
my second one ...... well, the setting is of a man sitting in a garden beside a lake waiting for his love ..........
SILVER STREAM ..............
As the moon rises
a desire too comes aside,
in the silver light ever
i am your faithful sky;
don't hide, don't leave
in every second lost,
your thought's are with me
forever to embrace.
The light scatters in peace;
but i am here to decide
are you the soothing water,
or rock beneath.
In the soft caress
a pain rushes in dark,
but i am unable to decide
are you the thorn,
or the rose it loves.
In all the years passed
you are still the little girl
but the heart never holds
of what you want to say
for even the nectar
has it's own scorns ......
The roses dance in the mild shower
of what is brought in the springs breeze
is there a flower dancing;
which doesn't want the drops to fall.
just turn once for the look,
is there a chance to taste the nectar
for there is no words still
remove the veil;
for even the clouds are passing.
As you rise in the wind apart
skin bathed in the moonlight above
the desires take me in
In the hour of silence i know
it's not for me to decide
of what a woman is
what you are one may never know
all i see in the haze
is all i want and more
As the distance parts in the night
and the eyes meet
there is no time for words
as love says it all
as the eyes droop in silent wispher
even the roses blush ..........................
SILVER STREAM ..............
As the moon rises
a desire too comes aside,
in the silver light ever
i am your faithful sky;
don't hide, don't leave
in every second lost,
your thought's are with me
forever to embrace.
The light scatters in peace;
but i am here to decide
are you the soothing water,
or rock beneath.
In the soft caress
a pain rushes in dark,
but i am unable to decide
are you the thorn,
or the rose it loves.
In all the years passed
you are still the little girl
but the heart never holds
of what you want to say
for even the nectar
has it's own scorns ......
The roses dance in the mild shower
of what is brought in the springs breeze
is there a flower dancing;
which doesn't want the drops to fall.
just turn once for the look,
is there a chance to taste the nectar
for there is no words still
remove the veil;
for even the clouds are passing.
As you rise in the wind apart
skin bathed in the moonlight above
the desires take me in
In the hour of silence i know
it's not for me to decide
of what a woman is
what you are one may never know
all i see in the haze
is all i want and more
As the distance parts in the night
and the eyes meet
there is no time for words
as love says it all
as the eyes droop in silent wispher
even the roses blush ..........................
IN THE HAZE .........
my, first poem , after joining orkut .....writtern to repair my mistake ..... and it worked . it's not a kind of poem but more a song , ballad in nature
in the haze ..............
the eyes of expression for those to behold
is there a place for me
a poem for forgiveness , of redemption
in wait of the chance second
listen for once the words soft
the words of the deepest heart
let my sin speak of never again
but for not to speak
my greatest sin
listen to the breeze, a silent whisper
whisper of love for the world to know
of you my greatest treasure
even the silence speaks
for my eyes to hear
but to miss the voice
my greatest sin
the path's dark , the walk alone
my age flashes in the light above
where is the smile .my life's light
even the dark fades
in the path above
but i can't walk
for the light amiss
my greatest sin
is there love still
to rid me of the sin
for all i ask
comes from the deepest heart
in my silent path
don't give me the voice
but words few ,is all i ask
in my lonely path
don't give me the welcome
but a smile ,is all i ask
in my darkest path
don't give me the vision
but a twinkle ,is all i ask
in the heart's path
don't open me the door
but a window is, all i ask
will the eyes speak to me again ?
in the haze ..............
the eyes of expression for those to behold
is there a place for me
a poem for forgiveness , of redemption
in wait of the chance second
listen for once the words soft
the words of the deepest heart
let my sin speak of never again
but for not to speak
my greatest sin
listen to the breeze, a silent whisper
whisper of love for the world to know
of you my greatest treasure
even the silence speaks
for my eyes to hear
but to miss the voice
my greatest sin
the path's dark , the walk alone
my age flashes in the light above
where is the smile .my life's light
even the dark fades
in the path above
but i can't walk
for the light amiss
my greatest sin
is there love still
to rid me of the sin
for all i ask
comes from the deepest heart
in my silent path
don't give me the voice
but words few ,is all i ask
in my lonely path
don't give me the welcome
but a smile ,is all i ask
in my darkest path
don't give me the vision
but a twinkle ,is all i ask
in the heart's path
don't open me the door
but a window is, all i ask
will the eyes speak to me again ?
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