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
wow, i’m floored by such beautiful words. “your call-my evening star”
how lovely. you write such fluid poetry. thanks 🙂
Wow, your words make beautiful music.
Excellent. There’s such beauty in these words..such palpable, sublime love.
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. ^_^
the second to the last verse took my breath away.
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;-)
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.
I loved it…As if the words were recited for me and if it was I will surely be high over cloud number 9
i love the sensualite in this one. splendid!
:))
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.
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!!!
this is just stunning.
Very good poem. I can relate to the redolent sadness in your poems. I think we have felt and lived some similar times 🙂
this poem reminds me of a botticelli venus…so beautiful and breathtaking.
Beautiful ending,
“It is evening
And I await
Your call-
My evening star”
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!
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.