Wild Strawberries for the Child..

wild strawberries plucked from the feather tree...
the sailor blows a whisker from the ship sailing across the sea...
he is coming your way with a lamp in his hand...
sail away on a stormy night holding him tightly...
meet the child waiting at the twilight zone of love...
the stars shall twinkle in the sky...
just wait till you near the bend...
stare at the belt of orion for a little while...
one look at the ring and you'll feel the touch from within...
step ahead into the future as you ride along the oceanic blue...
feel the vibrant colours of life weaving a thread around you...
this bond ties you forever...
live your life within the triangle....
the shadow shall always protect you like the armour of God....
never let the water trickle down your eyes...
they are meant to be for the three...
play the role of the spirit that guides you from within...
be the mother of the child who waits for the strawberries to be dropped in...

Stray thoughts...

there are so many things to write about...
today as i sit in my dark room wishing to drop in a line or two..my thoughts go haywire..
the urge to pour down my emotions don't seem to spark the deep urge from within...
i remember a time when words seemed to flow down like a autumn rain...
today it is as dry as a drought of the summer...
a sense of negativity encompasses my surrounding...
i wish to write about the wooden bunglow that we have dreamed together...
i wish to write about the life i have seen for the last eight months...
i wish to begin the journey again...
but the strength to put a step across the boulder lacks in my life...
it ain't an impossible task to take on my shoulders...
a person who had once been the strength for all drools down today...
humour seems like an unknown word which doesn't exist in my dictionary...
i type in words and move them aside...the steps never move ahead...
its always a step back...
all that i need is a solid brainstorming session with the one who can hold me wide and shake me from within...
a travel down the path less travelled with a anchor to rest on is all i need for now...
O mother of all Gods! come and embrace me with your neverending love...
I feel like a scared child today who hesitates to watch the mother from a distant...
no matter whether she is a phone call away or a little touch away...
i wish to run away from them for a short while and be lost amidst the sea of eternity...
a deep breath and i dive into the sea to purify myself with the water of love....
spend months in the kingdom of love and arise my soul above all spirits...
i intend to come back to this world full of love again...
with spirits giving me the strength to hold them tight again...
they need me at every moment...i cannot escape the call of the wild...
bring me back to this distant world...bring me back to home....
O! lord bring me back to home...

Tears in his eyes...

I have seen the tears in his eyes...
He is almost like a child who has lost the wings to fly...
The lap that he misses at every moment is all that tears him wide apart...
Is there something I can do to wipe away his pain?
Perhaps yes, Perhaps not!
I feel like a loner stranded amidst the dense cloud in the desert...
Nothing seems to sway our mind along the distant frontiers...
At times the sound of the dewdrops wake me up at the wee hour of the night...
Sitting on the bed I remember those nights when a caring hand laid her warmth on me and hold me tightly...
The days pain and anguish vanished like a candle in the wind...
Now the hour has come to hold myself tight and look into his eyes..waiting for a drop to fall...
Wish I could hold him in my arms and paint a stroke of love in his heart...
But I feel scared to do it because he seems like a stranger to me....someone unknown since ages...