A step toward calmer waters

The same old story;
A little spice maybe,
Every now and then.
Don’t settle for those sprinklings,
They aren’t here to stay.
Your intensity will melt them anyway.

Go find your steed,
Go on a journey.
None dare question you,
Lest you burn them down,
Like good weed.

Take me baby,
Hold my hand, and
Pull me up onto the stallion,
Riding ne’er scared me;
The unknown and the hazy,
Tempt me so today.

The longing, the melancholy,
Makes my head unsteady.
Your embrace, I know,
Will renew my beliefs once more.

Until then darling,
I’ll just sit here;
Reading my book,
Drinking my beer.
I won’t sleep tonite,
Lest I dream of you…
Again.

Meandering

Beneath the calm,
Behind the smile,
Burns desire,
So intense;
Fuelling rage within.

Keep me away,
Away from you.
I might just hurt,
Yeah… this time I might be the one.
Return every lie,
With a truth so bitter,
Till you break down.

I know you are just weak,
Using another’s pain,
To hide behind.

Go away; So far away,
That my thoughts can’t
Touch you either.
Coz baby,
I ain’t going nowhere.

Run, like you’ve never
Run before.
You’re so good
At running anyway!

Mesmerised

The wind was strong;
Looked up into the dark sky,
The North Star, shining so bright,
Leaves swayed,
Covering her a moment.
At that moment,
I know you looked at her too.
I sensed your eyes in the sky.
When the leaves uncovered
her once more,
she shone brighter,
with the brightness
of your eyes and mine.
One day, we’ll see the brightness
In each others’ eyes,
Without the messenger.
I wait for that day,
I wait for that night.

She Is The Wind

Gentle winds,
Rustling the leaves;
A message in her being,
Perfume on her lips;
Someone’s tears,
Chuckles of a baby;
Laden with these,
And much more,
She travels the world.
Free, yet restrained;
Calm, yet anxious;
Fast, yet gentle;
She passes you,
She passes me.
Caressing my cheeks,
As she carries my words,
Hidden in a silent whisper,
Across the globe, to newer worlds.

The Weather Beckons

Cover those steps,
Bury those thoughts;
Look out the window,
Walk out the door.
Run into the greenery,
Run wild, like
Them plants around.
Shake off those feelings;
Make sure you know,
Your feet are firmly on the ground.