Until Death Quenches the Thirst of Life...

Everywhere resounds the music of love,

Candles burn with desires, moon shimmers silently.

Here I stand uncertain of love's existence,

In a cloud of snowy thoughts, gloomy.

Cold, misty sky reflects heart's sunlight,

Silence of today hums tomorrow's veiled joys.

Storm seems nearby, of truth to be discovered,

Smiling mask in my hand promises comfort.

Building protective walls around my heart,

Lest sorrow may skip in, shaking this ancient monument.

Trusted a kind soul, once upon a time,

A one sided love story almost ended.

Crumbled a castle incomplete,

Bits of moments and memories proved weak.

Death gets dearer when life goes awry,

Dreams look enchanting when dims reality's story.

I shall go on over the desert of lonely love,

Until death quenches the thirst of life.

The Abyss of Truth

Like the uncertainty of shooting stars,

We fall from the starry night sky.

Bit by bit, drop by drop,

Into the abyss of truth.

What’s seen isn’t the sight,

All are illusionary delights,

Love clouds appear and dissolve,

Like rain from eyes’ sky.

Some little fingers crave to paint,

With colours unaffordable,

Some little eyes see the dreams,

Though smoky glasses.

Desire game played,

Objectification so obvious.

Mirrors hide the painted ugliness,

And falsehood is day’s chore.

The mountain of challenges,

Will crumble one day,

The rays of disillusionment will disappear.

The sun will rise from the west,

And truth will radiate apart from screeching, loud lies.