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tranquil Oct 2013
blended in my dreams
confessions made in mind
wrote to you so clearly
and still so unrefined

as this life mimics
the gloomy clouds of heart
and honors your friendship
in moments when we part

but just before you go
remember once again
times which left us by
just as we chose them

memories when we teased
played ourselves to sleep
and wondered how once ran
these tranquil waters deep

in tales of olden shared
in talks of joy and pain
when everything was said
with single smile plain

when wrangling's over all
eclipsed our days and nights
trivial yet implicit
as something else might

though while i recall
of which is now past
my soul dreams of a time
of a lie that didn't last

and here i am now for
everyone to see
what comes of a man
too afraid to be

all so brittle and coarse
in your soft smother
i used one bitter lie
redeemed it with another

to the last question my dear
blunt as this cleansing rain
you answered in three words
with unspoken pain

you have no idea
of my gratitude
for these shall serve excuse
to always be with you

be with you in heart
be with you in mind
to see you dance in rain
through foliage of time

just few of many reasons
or talks i came up through
before the cunning lie
that i never loved you
bit by bit you leave
a hazy memory's shade
was i sane or not
there in the first place

only you shall know
who i really am
a man without the courage
to share his silly plan
tranquil Oct 2013
on coast of phantom town
she feels the sweetest breeze
as ****** tulip's pout
as unstirred skies deep

lost in moon's embrace
i wash upon the shore
roll my dreams though night
to meet her sight once more

a camouflage unveiled
in musky shadows dark
draped in silken silhouette
she dips me in her spark

and passing scents of warmth
leaning on few lips bare
i feel her rushing heart
rising with midnight air

in arms of orange groves
near dying winter seas
a night tired of love
caresses her to sleep
tranquil Oct 2013
of all those who shall dream
the blinding suns of gold
in tiring treacherous days
struggling to stay afloat

brave enough to steer
in fiery unknown seas
below a brooding sky
remarking closely

but still there are a few
who feel its all a myth
the sea the sky the sun
are props we all act with

so while my wisest friend
blesses my brand new start
i merrily surf this sea
and play my crazy part
tranquil Oct 2013
on a night like this
when sky's a prussian hue
fragrant as tangerine
stunning as shiny dew

pressed up in crimson frames
silken hypnotic smile
a figment of my dream
lands enchantress of night

if carved and mould in bronze
surreptitiously
through mist of glowing white
she flows as jasmine breeze

her canopy of eyes
as hieroglyphs unseen
and spellbinding secrets
mystic as hermit's scheme

she lands upon my mind
as it was meant to be
mirage in starry sky
as crescent in the sea

few tales of falling stars
when rest in lap of sea
i hold her hand once more
fade into her dream

with pictures etched in soul
on glistening beaches be
on a night like this
she finds herself with me
tranquil Oct 2013
beneath unbroken winds
and ropes of breathless air
pages of ripened age
when curl up in despair

in sea of thousand aches
oppressed by one's own self
some young impudent dreams
never deserve His help

although the lips may still
express endless repose
and gaze across the sky
as this night grows old

to sleep in pod of love
amidst the fog of dread
in hues of life dreamed of
you smile as stars ahead
tranquil Oct 2013
how do broken dreams
smell while they be fresh
as furless in a snow
as shivering naked flesh

amid a creatures crowd
it wanders sightlessly
and drowns with every breath
when skips few of its beat

this flickering noise it makes
with dying of this day
a solemn heart does shrink
as petals plucked away

and still be set ablaze
by fierceness of night
in midst of mocking stars
in staleness of its plight

i tread along this time
as pilgrims by the sea
and leave for fate to meet
an intolerable prophecy
if it be asked how do
broken dreams would smell
against a soggy ash
imagine farewell
tranquil Oct 2013
schemes of naked solitude
engraved in storyline
as broken wings unsure
of blizzards lost in time

in different senses we
find dreariness alone
how ficklest root of us
strikes wilderness unknown

and know how hard it seems
to let go of your eyes
in mind of throbbing veins
in sifted crimson smile

feels as blessed we were
or cheated if it be
fallen to tricks of time
as treasures rest in sea
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