Sunday, November 28, 2010

A hand to hold

I reach out for a hand to hold

My morning walks, unaccompanied, I am so cold

I look at my smile, will someone care to share

Childishly walking down the lanes, I wish it to be a pair

The gentle breeze whiffs by my ear

The little butterfly, rests on my shoulder, pauses to hear

I tell her my desire, sit out in dim light

My beloved eyes look into, hold love in sight

Wake up to dawn, in arms that want to hold close

Warm you, your dreams, softly told

With giggles & merry cheer, finally out of bed rose

A happy day, I promise, for you I will unfold

Tossed up, my own cooked breakfast, its laid ;-)

Burnt toast, scrambled eggs, strawberry crush

Between every bite, the promised kisses paid

Smile at the day ahead, all the love & mush

A day I’ve thanked God for, make you all mine

Bury you in hugs & kisses, time tick away

All out to love you, cross every line

In timeless time, be by my side, let me lay

Watch into his handsome deep eyes

No words spoken, yet all you say I’ll hear

Watch across the silence, glimpse you,

What had I done, deserve, such a wonderful price

I look into the heavens, allow me to love

Prepare me first as a person rooted in love, from above

Love cords bind, hold dear & cherish

Your perfect plans unfurl, permit this love to flourish.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Not Alone

The left eye tear, she whimpers for company

So bare, alone she felt, was her destiny

The night dark& cold left back

Faces another day thrown by life’s deck

Along a path so less trodden

Oblivious to the world, she has been forgotten

Picked up her bag of memories, for all good

At life’s crossroads, alone she now stood

Looked back the years, how lovely it all had been

Bustled up with many dreams, she was so keen

Stepped up with gusto, her every stride

She was her own, her own self’s pride

Crumpled she sits, watches her naked heart

Her strewn, ransacked, once perfect, apple cart

How had she allowed, been so naïve

Life’s alone journey, now left to survive

The tear rolled, softly down her cheek

Turned she looked, would someone for her seek

Broken, takes to the ground, alone she bears

Prays to the Father, allow someone to care.

Gathered close, glanced upon His palm

Carved was I, praising in a Psalm

Never alone, have I let you been

My Own Love I have promised, see in John 3:16

Down a path...

Reminiscence of a path they called love

Little packets of memories, bowed with blue-red ribbons

Cushioned with more, tied sent on the feet of a dove

Across the ball room, eyes strode to lock

Treaded softly, towards your arms,

The evening glided slowly, sequenced moves to slow rock

Allowed you to savor, succumb to my charm

Walked down many lanes, green grass whistles

Stop under the old mangrove, pause for a kiss

A light jump over shrub bushes, thorns & thistles

Lied down, stroked your hair, closed eyes to bliss

Waited restlessly those evenings for you to come

A hard day it has been, comfort you yet again

Offer you warm lips, relieve stress, take some

Gentle fingers probe shoulders, withdraw the pain

Bruised my day, what would make you smile

Ran past all the menus, made it worthwhile

Warmly gazed, a hungry fork and knife dine

Washed away, sunk in the delights of twirling wine.

Dark curtained skies, hidden soft glows they tease

Warm love, caress you light

Watch your eyes close, the worries slowly cease

Kiss your dreams, good night.

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Mama..

She held me close, her love so beautifully warm
Protected, sheltered us, from life’s every storm
Daily discipline, another day a new lesson taught
To forgive, overlook loving brat behavior, often sought

She rose tall, held the household chores in her palms
Her cool disposure stayed, little did I see lose her calm
Gathered the strewn books, settle down, study time
Smiled away our puffed cheeks, pleading whines

A smile, all the worry from his face it took
Gently across the hall way, at dad she would look
A step behind she walked, always been his pride
Ever since on a bent knee he accepted her, his bride

A woman graceful, many days she has been
Watched the moments pass by, held ground thru thick & thin
Wisdom and she have long been friends
Their chitter chatter, often deep messages they have sent

I look out for her, after the long hours of my day
Kindled thoughts, a gentle word, she’ll always have to say
The ever busy time of life, taketh from you further
Yet no distance, time gray out allow,
I’ll call on this love, the love of you, mother.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Confessions of an Insomniac

I get ready to get there, make sure its all comfortable

I’m keeping my day back, my mind sound, stable

The pillows are laid, the mattresses settled

Slide in between sheets, watch them disturbed, slowly crumple

Sigh I beneath the whites, hear the whistle of my breath

The familiar sound I desire leave behind

The day has been, has been long, strained some frets

In dreamy places I seek to go, my peace, in silence, I want to find

I turn to the wall, maybe its easier on this side to doze,

I pull the linens closer, envelop my face

The questions they come up, all ready in pose

I stare vacantly at nothing; they glare at me, a maze

The count of sheep, I’m told is one that works

The number draws to multiples of tens, now hundreds,

The dense darkness over me bends, lurks

I await my tired self and sleep to be wed

My mind forced, think nothing but blank

The myriad turns of yesterday, they scream in my head

Hopes of wonder sleep, before blurry eyes it sank

I try sink deep, steal the passing console of my bed

I crawl out a weary me out to stand the floor

I gaze to a watch that says, good morning, 5 AM

I inch my way out, past the bedroom door

My day pillars ahead of me, this is not the way I want to go

I’m dopey eyed, cramped before my laptop

I’m aimlessly typing, direction I lack

The nagging thought of pills, take em pop

Drive away this sleepless insomniac

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Take thee love, not for granted

An ordinary day, lazy it must have been,
Seated, browsing nothing particular being seen
When trapped your mind, an alluring name you thought
Impatient to make contact, a manner you sought

It mustered courage positively to steer
Craft the move, wanted to advance near
A casual wish, let me start say hi
A prompt response, a relieved sigh

The anticipation of a friendship begun
Flashes of modest joy, laughter sprung
Dawn again bring in another day
May there be seconds to cherish, once more I pray

Tête-à-tête, and on they grew
Moments away, estranged now so few
Distance closed in, seized within arms so dear
I heeded to what you asked for, love, so clear

Treat me right, care for and love me most,
Be my lady, in you beautiful, rest my boast
A dream come true, a breathtaking you I kiss
Your doting remarks, so sweetened, I miss

Long drives, allow me the bliss of being with you
Softened words, I heard, acknowledged so true
Light caress, they told me how much you adore
Yield in to your love, expectant to soar

The busy strides of life are walking in
The rosy banters trickle now thin
Watch time tick around the clock
Seconds turn into hours, they seem to mock

Take thee love not for granted I plea
Time and attention rushed in, a heavy penalty fee
Been there seen over many repeated times
Oh to love so dear, is that my own blundered crime?

Friday, January 8, 2010

Kiss of a rose

Further than reached, my scent invade your senses
Lift you in a moment of sweet caresses
Gentle to know, how softer to touch
Sweet tingling moments, I have to tell much

Sweet slidings of creamy hues
Arch back, drown in the mighty blues
Whispered words of hush hushes
To measured moves the body blushes

Intoxicated sinks in the drawn close whiff
No different is she, a dark night thief
Your breath she’ll take, leave a sounded heave
Pricking thorn beds, the morning grieve

The gentle rose, long stemmed in grace
The beautiful lady, angeled face
The tauntings of their bodies so beautifully bare
Sweet seductions, desire you to dare

The tender kiss of the rose so red,
Her swaying hips, them she led
The adorned silhouette a designed carve
Succumb to slow delights of making love

My Nile...

Father God I’ve cried my Nile…
All efforts to stop, multiply, fared futile
And gathered has Thee, every rolled drop
Tomorrow You ask me, give me an account of
To what will I subject a depressed me
Life felt heavy be my indignant plea
Have You not laid down, all for my sake,
Give Me your yoke, and Mine take

How many tears gathered in glass
Will Thou overlook Father, let it pass
The callous word so insolently spoken
Settled on a gentle person, left so broken
The whispered sorry, so hushed unheard
What damage to undo, pain smeared
Bottled in guilt, stream out all
Hiding behind pride, a congeal wall
Added waters, flow past my Nile.

A dried stained face saunters to You
Seeking eagerly to stop, how? has no clue
Wretched pompous moments of the past
Added waters to my Nile, don’t last
Father in His love, with His rod to chasten
Pound my crooked paths to straighten
And what father who loves will not discipline
Abba, tears worn out, left behind a sparkled sheen