Disparate Dreams

It’s your breath
That gives shape
To the love lining
My falling tear drops

——-

Silence pours
Out of my palms
An offering of peace
To my distant goddess

——

You spoke and went
Leaving me there
To sift through the sands
For your vented words

——

Two full stops
And yet
My heart beats
The familiar rhythm

——-

Your mouth
Wraps around my words
Rolling them around
Like fresh green grapes

——–

I thought I felt
You yesterday
In a thought that
Kissed my lonely lips

——-

I woke up
And thought of you
Sitting in a chair
Covered by
My blanket of love

——–

It is evening
And I await
Your call-
My evening star

17 responses to “Disparate Dreams”

  1. lorena Avatar

    wow, i’m floored by such beautiful words. “your call-my evening star”
    how lovely. you write such fluid poetry. thanks πŸ™‚

  2. yvaine Avatar

    Wow, your words make beautiful music.

  3. :..M..: Avatar

    Excellent. There’s such beauty in these words..such palpable, sublime love.

  4. Soulless Avatar

    This makes me want to swoon . Heehee.

    It’s your breath
    That gives shape
    To the love lining
    My falling tear drops

    …Sigh.

    Your mouth
    Wraps around my words

    …Thud. ^_^

  5. transience Avatar

    the second to the last verse took my breath away.

  6. ellipses_M Avatar

    Its such a solace to come by your site. Love bubbles up in between your words and it seems your hands shape your words as the sculptor labors to shape a piece of wood into what he sees it spring from in the first place! I know I know…last sentence was a bit vague;-)

  7. Kaveri Avatar

    This reminds me of a song called, “Kiss the Rain”, by Billie Myers. Sometimes, all you can do is write to vent the suffocation of loneliness, to fill the distance with pure and boundless thoughts to reach her. Look up at the crescent moon tonight, Anil, and dream that she sees it, and feels you on the other side.

  8. Nasra Al Adawi Avatar

    I loved it…As if the words were recited for me and if it was I will surely be high over cloud number 9

  9. gulnaz Avatar

    i love the sensualite in this one. splendid!
    :))

  10. finnegan Avatar

    i wish i were in love like this. i’d probably lose a lot of sleep and get nothing done.
    i could imagine this being how narcissus spoke to his reflection.

  11. anil Avatar

    lorena: *grinning* to floor such a beautiful lady as you is no mean achievement! thank you…

    yvaine: ah a warm welcome to you here…and thank you…

    :M: oh thank you so much for your lovely words!

    soulless: oh wait…let me come and catch you swooning into my arms!! would love that…

    transience: thank you

    ellipses_M: no…no it was not vague at all…I understood perfectly what you were trying to say and I feel honoured that you think of my writing in such high terms…thank you…

    Kaveri: I wish I could do as you suggested in your beautiful comment and find solace in the world around me but it is not always possible…

    Nasra: lets hope someone will do that some day…and thank you for your wonderful words…

    gulnaz: why thank you!

    finnegan: *smiles* true…very true…so moral of the story is do not fall in love!!!

  12. teleute Avatar

    this is just stunning.

  13. Martin Avatar

    Very good poem. I can relate to the redolent sadness in your poems. I think we have felt and lived some similar times πŸ™‚

  14. stella Avatar

    this poem reminds me of a botticelli venus…so beautiful and breathtaking.

  15. . : A : . Avatar

    Beautiful ending,

    “It is evening
    And I await
    Your call-
    My evening star”

  16. anil Avatar

    teleute: thank you!

    Martin: we all pass through similar life experiences….I’m glad that I could make you relate to my experiences….

    stella: wow! to be compared to such a beautiful and exquisite painting is a great honor…I dont know if I deserve such high praise….thank you so much!

    :A: thank you…it is one of my favorite parts too!

  17. Anonymous Poet Avatar

    I love the lines:

    Your mouth
    Wraps around my words
    Rolling them around
    Like fresh green grapes

    ——–

    I thought I felt
    You yesterday
    In a thought that
    Kissed my lonely lips

    They have such a simple sensuality about them. Remarkable.

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