My light, how bright thou shineth around me
That when thou leaveth, in darkeness thou let me be
Pray leave some sparks as thou goeth thy away
That around me thy light will shine day by day! !
For Passion, Love and Hate
For Passion, know me anew
like that sprout that taste the dew
And momentarily kiss the sunshine
on her first day to dine
For Love, know me of old
like that wine age long behold
whose taste is seasoned day by day
whose flavor never fray
For Hate, look upon me
and say, 'I forgive thee! !
Plight Of Life
Drenched in my tears, my ink i spend
For life with little right but so much wrong
And each alone with his own spirit fend
In life though short but miserably long
Hurt, my soul doth feel inside
For all pains in life we live by
For though walk we, far and wide
Those things will always be, that make us cry! !
Sweet Memories Of My Childhood Days
Sweet memories of my past
Like sweet gentle breeze upon the mast
Sweet ceaseless flow of the running stream
Sweet castles in my boyhood dream
Sweet tales of ages and places
Sweet memories of names and faces
Sweet whispering voices before dawn
Sweet ecstacies that linger on
Sweet glory of hard time overcome
Sweet hopeful days to come
Sweet cherished secret untold
Sweet tasted love of old
Sweet me, in most sweetest ways
Sweet undying memories of my childhood days! !
City shame in murky water
The swimming pigs ready for slaughter
Foul is the air that kissed my nose
When i compare with the smell of rose
I wonder if the fish will call it home
And choose its shores to prey and roam
The earth around is not even forgiven
Where city souls erk out their living
Dogs and goats are friends
And rats take cats out for a dance
Imagine mosquitoes, imagine life
Green with envy, full of strife
I watch them in filt and dreary scene
'What a life' was all i could imagine! !
Our seed of love
If like an apple, ours is meant to be
That a little bite more, a little us less
Then let us as gentle as we can be
Take each bite even as we regress
Till we eat deep into our love's flesh
And nothing more in us to bless
For apple season must come and go
Such path all things must flow
But an apple has many seeds
A little soil and a little moist it needs
Sunshine and a little kiss of life
To give green to its tiny leaf
Pray as we swallow that final part
Ours will grow again in the fertile soil of our heart! !
My love delight
If the day could forget
What sunshine upon its dawn beget
And decide of what use,
Its warmth after morning dew produce
Saying now 'O how much i detest
Every return upon it i invest!
'Murder! it screams, nature laws be changed
Darkness in midday, such be placed
Snow in tropics, and time regress
Till its Maker will say 'O did i make a mess!
Then will i such judgment upon thee make
And say thou art of no worth to take.
But as the sun will shine still to day's eye delight
So upon my heart thy love still give light!
Her Love Divine
She gave me the key to her heart!
And led me to her most treasured part.
She held my pulses and said 'be still'
Her charm healed my common ill
She touched my cold soul to life
Whose love dared my mortal strife
And at night she whispered these words to me
'Let me be wherever you may be
I will hold you close to keep you warm
In all your dreams, i will bless you unharm
And though you sleep that sleep of death
I will be your prayers, i will be your breath
Yet if the new day must thee forget
Your sun in my heart shall never set'!
Dancing With The Butterfly
Have you ever seen a butterfly
Sweet, lively and colored bright
That dazzles the day and make the sun shy
With its gentle and gaily flight
Which to every petal pilgrimage
Kissing buds from page to page
And folding its wings momentarily to pray
Blessing the Lord for such a lovely day
Have you seen still, fairer than a sprite
A blessed one in her sweet delight
Whose bold smile will make the sun blush
And flowers musing all day, 'O what a rush! '
There, i see her dancing with a butterfly
Spraying beauty as they merry by and by! !
Love I Know
If from loving lips i profess thus
Real is love that doth possess us
Yet what is real in love i cannot tell
Or what love's hue means ill or well
Saving what time i might not spend
Spending so much on some worthless end
Saving, spending, so little so much
Perhaps, for joy or pain, i know not such
Being asked, which upon my loving heart doth possess?
Like all, one with mortal glow, i confess
For such is love i know so well
Yet never so well enough to tell
But if love will be what love will always be
Even when i stray, let which is real come to me! !