Yesterday my heart died

Yesterday my heart died

In a trice a spell was broken

Dreams, like broken shards of glass

Threw back images –

Bright as sunflowers; Dark as death

Good bye, good bye.

 Not a star in my sky;

But the dark hides my tears,

 I’ll walk with my pain,

 I know I’m slain,

 This living's breathing mere.

Revolving round the unseen sun

 Emblems of duty appear,

 And in the mist a figure unkissed

Pieces of heart, blood smeared.

Regret

Often times I came to say

Just how much you meant to me,

Worlds stepped in to claim my mind

And I move away.

Tomorrow is another day

Ample time to have my say.

All at once Time pouncds in

To snatch at you, marauding through

Life’s corridor- and you were no more.

Broken hearted I stand,

Ruing now the wasted hours,

The times I turned back words of love

And neglected our perfimed bower.

Tread Softly Love

Tread softly Love tread softly

For my dreams lay at your feet

In your haste do not deface

The sweetness that lives in these.

Harshness of sands they cannot stand

Nor force of seductive breeze

Gently, gently nurture them

Make them your own, and they’ll breathe.

Hold them close ,and hold them safe

They are yours forever to keep,

In your eyes they'll see sunrise

With your sighs they'll surely freeze.

Adieu to Life

With reluctance in heart but firmness in head

My dreams of love this day I shred,

Into that void let winter come

To hold this life to ransom,

A price I’ll pay, the loss I’ll bear,

Keeping warmth out I’ll live-without air,

And when it’s time for me to go

Peace will descend, gentle and slow.

Adieu, Adieu to a life I craved

Now gone all awry,  leading to grave.

My Prayer to the Lord of Darkness

On stormy nights I see thy face
My Lord of Darkness;
In winter chill I feel thy grace
My Lord of Darkness.

Kind the hands thatc rush my life
They guide me to your Lotus Feet,
Quicksands of Time that suck my breath
But lead me to your Holy seat.

Dim your face where sunbeams fall
Sweet melodies serve to drown your call,
My soul in stupor there resides
Unaware of your glory bright.

Walk me not down primrose ways
For a life of strife I humbly pray,
Therein you stand in vibrant light
And I feel your presence every day.

Not I

You say you heard me cry?

No, not really, it was not I

It was a lost soul,

Wandering alone

And wandering wide

Waiting, waiting for a tide.

You think you saw me smile?

No, you’re out by a mile.

It was a merry heart

A cup filled to the brim

Intoxicated with joy

Pure pleasure, unalloyed.

You fear you saw me frown?

No, for I am a clown

With a cheerful face

And two twinkling eyes

Suns hiding darkened skies.

you caught my whispers, you feel?

Perhaps it was a passing breeze,

Or the swoosh of wheels

In an instant gone

Empty path left forlorn.