Angel of Bliss

Someone in the woods
Called me by my name
For the first time I heard
I thought it was an illusion

Next day I went to the woods again
And yet again, someone did call me by my name
This ought not be an illusion, I called myself
And wandered into the woods to reach the voice

A damsel in complete white
Stood behind a tree
Fair face she was…
Fair Lady she was…

With the gone Sun over the sky
She reflected angelic light
Bright enough to wet your eyes
She was an Angel of Bliss

Closer I went…
Her face was clear,
And her eyes glimmered in the quaint dark night
And I defined her, angelic beauty

Now she seemed an illusion to me
For a step closer, she walked away…
For a run near, she ran away…

“Do stop” I pleaded
And she turned her head towards me…
Her eyes that looked at me…
Completely struck me by awe

She was an Angel of Bliss
An angel; only one saw
And then she welcomed me to her…
With her arms wide open

For a moment I then stood dull,
Then I ran to reach her…
To own her…
To love her…

Alas! What a sorrow it was
For when I closed my eyes to hug her with love on my heart,
She disappeared with a sharp blow of the wind!

Se was a Fair Lady…
An angel a man couldn’t reach
Her place isn’t in the thorns of me…
But in the velvet roses up above.

Oh! But what’s a rose without a thorn…
Wouldn’t everyone pick it up with ease?

A Painter's Art

If the world were to be an art
And I its painter,
First I’d draw,
The Fair Lady I adore

With then would come me
Merry face with dreams and aspirations
Far away you misery!
Closer you come love…

Yet despite the happiness sketched
There still is dark
With the Fair Lady not smiling
For her heart wanders far away…

If I were to be a painter
And the world my art
First I’d draw
The Fair Lady

With then would come her heart winner
Both merry faces…
Close together…forever…
But oh! what misery

And in my painting,
Scorn as you may,
Never would I scribble my name
For what was never mine
Would I ever lose?...

“Away…away you go” cried Fair Lady to me
And a step back of me…
Glowed her face

Finally the art seemed bright and beautiful
With the Fair Lady’s smile and her heart winner…
With the fading me…
Like a gust of wind.

Startled were everyone with merry faces…
At a painter’s art
Fair Lady and her be-lover…
And alas! melancholy as it was,
No one understood the painter’s
Fragile heart…stone!

If I were to be a painter
And the world my art
First I’d draw…
The Fair Lady I adore…
The Fair Lady I lost!

A Proposal

Together we stay

And never shall we part

Despite the world’s end…

Despite the virtues end



Life for us is short enough to cherish

So hold my hand…

Oh! My beloved

And kiss me on my lips…



From where words shall burst out

Words of love…words of promises

Together we make…

Together we made…



Embrace me now

For who know what tomorrow brings to me

Let me not go…

Let us not part…



Still the night is long enough

With the twilight over

And the sphere of moon…

And the love of ours



Hold my hands…

And I’ll forever be there for you

Fill my fingers

And never will we part



Promises never does last

And yet this will last

My presence around you…

My love towards you…



I LOVE YOU.

Python's Patience

These ruthless nights seem eternal to me

With the dark night hovering over the sky

With the crescent moon…

With the twinkling stars…



Fair Lady, I wonder if its true

And still I wander-wonder around you

Yet your shadows overcast my presence

Darkening image I find in you!



The quaint dark night nay leaves its place

Yet it has to go…it will go…

For a beginning has an end…

For an end has its beginning



Still the Sun is yet to shine

Still there is lots to say

Still there is lots to wish…

Still there is but just you…



The python’s patience in the wild

Never is wasted

True love in spite of its uni-ness

Never does betray



One day or the other,

I know for sure,

Like the python’s patience in the wild,

My love to her…ought to pay.

Mirrors of Time

The mirrors of time that holds your memories

Are fading away with the time you called change

Nay I wish not…

And yet the time is cruel to me

And to the memories of yours that I cling to



Time is remorseless…or so they say

I know not for now time seems to be

Eternal to me…

A sorrowful file I live without you…

Like the deep sea without water…

A heart…without a beat



Now with despair in my mind

And loneliness in my heart

I sit and weep

Staring at the mirrors of time

Wishing and longing to cherish your memories

For a minute more…for a second more…



In a futile hope of winning time…

In a futile hope of cherishing your memories…

The Mirrors of Time…

The Cruel Time.

Romeo & Juliet

The whole of the world

Seems merry to me

For I know now that

Love is real,…nay a purpose



Oh! Romeo lying in heaven

Look at the world’s end

Where men mistaken love a game

And blame Juliet for thee death



Sorrow filled the beloved’s heart

And she cried in a weeping note…

As the rain fell…her dropping tears

Descending on the below earth;



Oh! Juliet of heaven,

Nay cry for the fondly fools of people’s mind

For they know not what they say…

For they are ignorant to the love you made



The rain of tears soaked the men of earth

And drenched their thoughts of love

Which was but a game to them



Hark! The thunder…the rising Romeo

With his message of love…the flashing lights

And thus changed the feeling of love…

Into something to live for…



Thus gazed the newly men

To the rising Sun after the dropping rain

With love in their heart…

With warmth in their soul



“The whole of the world

Seems merry to us

For we know now that

Love is real…nay a purpose” the newly sung.