Our Days

Our morrows are shrouds,

What lies beyond we know not;

Sunshine face of happy days

Or some faceless clouds.

Our yesterdays are graves,

In them no life breathes,

Fight, or cry, or greet with smile

Nothing can them save.

Our today we will win,

Make it a perfect round,

Work and play and laugh and sing

Till our day is done.

Golden Days

I thought your paths ran through my yard,

You'd knock each time you passed,

I thought your heartbeats echoed mine,

My absence left you lost;

In your hearts I lived in joy,

In your smiles I laughed,

My days were flavoured with your words,

Oh! happy were those ploys!

Those days pass away with time

Those days dissolve, like ghosts,

Yet in clouds their shadow lives

Those days I love the most.

Lost Soul

My tears made your heart bleed-

Not so long ago.

With you my fears found peace-

And I could let them go.

How did those days change?

I can not understand,

Yet, today we two live

In very different lands.

The same sky spreads o'er head

Where shelter we could find,

But it is so o'ercast

We see two different lines.

The same breeze kisses us,

In whispers all around,

But somewhere we have lost

The love that we had found.

Oh now we are apart

On our lonely isles,

No more songs we sing,

Our lips no longer smile.

Two Lives Two Soul

Hot coffee and orange juice,

A piece of toast,

A daily drive downtown.

Words exchanged, and smiles-

Meaningless mundane,

No fire, no blaze,

My dead soul,

Living a deathly triviality:

Every minute, every hour

A tedious eternity.

Red roses with candles

Rainbows in sky,

Spirit of adventure

Never say die.

Limitless dreaming

Reaching for the moon,

A soul reawakened

Flooded with light

In every second

Touching the infinite.

Maid of the Mist

Lelawala, an elfin child,
To Mother Nature born:
In her heart sing Thunder Gods,
Her eyes are streaks of dawn.

Lelawala, a village maid,
A lovely bride to win:
For swain the Chief picks old Brave Heart,
Alas! It is her ruin.

Lelawala ran afar
While village children called:
Beyond the gates, into unknowns,
So distant now her walls.

Lelawala, she heard strange sounds,
From woods to her they cried:
Headlong she went o'er swirling tides-
As Maid of Mist survived.

Today she stands beneath her Falls,
Her arms for e'er upraised;
She calls, she calls to dreaming souls,
To live their dreams, unfazed.

Search

I seek roots,

To hold me to my ground,

To spread unseen.

I seek winds,

To blow away dead leaves,

To whisper of unknown realms.

I seek laughter,

To gladden this earth

Rent by strife and fear.

I seek faith,

To love this disordered world,

As a Mother loves her child.

I seeksunlight,

To brighten my darkening hours

To blaze a path to eternity.

I seek peace,

In my ever hungry heart,

In my final destiny of life.

Life's Journey

A thousand lonely mountains have I climbed,

Fighting 'gainst gails and storms, trudging through snow,

With faith that one day I'll touch my rainbow;

Day in, day out, pain on pain has piled.

A million Moonless nights have gone by,

In warm hopes of new Sunrise,

Days of happy memories to prize;

In darkness are lost my senseless sighs.

Cycles of rebirths come and go,

Awaiting release of eternal life,

Awakening into world without strife;

No more paths to walk, nor lamps to glow .