The Nightingale and the Rose

Like the roses fade,
Your love to me…I doubt it did last
Alas! What a misery it is,
T o the dying rose,

Yet the thorns are as fresh as new
While the world doesn’t bother,
It pities itself
And weeps while its petals tear apart

Oh dear, nay you cry” said the nightingale
Feeling sorry for the fading rose
Life’s a cycle of death and birth,
Why cry in dismay?

Alas! What a sorrow it is,
For I was newly born, look at my afresh thorns…
Look at the fading me

“Nay you cry. Laugh and go,
And spread your fragrance for the Immortal time
And I’ll carry it to the deserts and the mountain,
Nay you cry for you fragrance will linger on.”

And thus laughed the rose, for the nightingale at the least,
Spread the fragrance by the howling wind
And gently slept away from the stem.
Words

Words always mean more than we say,
Yet at times it remains quiet
Disembarking us from saying,
How much we love the other

At times they are the ocean’s rage
And a time, the sound of the gentle wind.
Which no one could listen to…
Which everyone ere to hear.

For in these winds,
The words are hidden…
Foe in these winds,
The words get carried away

If I could frame the gentle winds,
And let go of the ocean’s rage,
I would know exactly what I feel,
I would know exactly what she feels,

Words always mean more than we say,
Yet at times it remains quiet
Disembarking us from hearing,
How much the other loves us

These words are just mere expressions of oneself,
Yet it means so much to the other…
And so much it means to us,
Hark! The gentle winds

I love you, I never can say,
For my words get carried away
By the howling wind I can hear,
As I gently call your name!

Words always mean more than we say,
Yet at times it remains quiet
Disembarking us from saying,
How much we love the other
Disembarking us from hearing,
How much the other loves us.
Precious Red

Oh! How wonderful you look to me.
With that smile over you face,
Perfect paradise, it seems to me,
Where I could live forever and long

Your name refers some angelic light
Never had anyone thought about
And your smile reflects presumptuous moon,
Never did I ever think of!

And yet in these darkness,
I think of you,
And the very thought
Reflects your sweetness and you love

Believe in my words,
For I love you dear,
Believe in my words,
Before they mean more or less

With these thoughts, I wish to sleep
Come in my dreams, together we shall live
For reality of ours, separates you from me,
Seven vast seas, oh! What misery!