An Unknown Dimension

As a whisperer to earths and heavens,
And a wanderer with an ancient heritage,
A nomad with a distant destined future,
Nearing to the point where everything halts,
Abrupt discovery of an unknown universe,
Through a dimension unbeknown to him,
As he starts to swim into her galactic eyes,
Fading into her warm hallowed curves,
Dancing to her rhythmic smiling beats,
Playing an instrument on her delicate skin,
A melodious musical just between the two,
Under celestial guidance to forever bloom,
And until that day arrives, he sends letters,
Of many hugs and kisses, and of infinite love.

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Resonating souls within,
Gems only found on stars,
Shooting for infinite beauty,
Paths collide again and again,
Moving homes,
Around the world,
Where I just want to be,
An adventurous traveller,
Smiling for the rising sun,
Painting my constellation
With dancing angelic beings,
Always sharing their heartbeats,
A masterful choreography,
Designed in sophistication,
Whom I consider my home,
Housing my soul in theirs.

Never Let Her Go

I planted seeds of sweet royalty,
And I watered some warmth,
I observed her as she grew up,
A year of gorgeous blossoming,
The heart of my fruitful garden,
And now I must let my soulfriend go.

A strong and independent plant,
And I need to travel for few years,
I have faith in her but I am also –
Afraid; fear from the unknown,
First time to react for a plant,
And now I must let my star go.

To others, she might be normal,
To me, unique; a rare treasure,
A special plant that I discovered,
I must act blind and hide my tears,
Such that I can move on and smile,
And now I must let my twin go.

My words will start to diminish,
Otherwise the cyclical agony
Will forever continue its haunt,
But I am extremely proud of her,
She is me in almost everything,
And now I will never let her go.

Torn Pieces

Why when I am about finish my masterpiece
By patiently stitching back a torn portrait
One piece dear to me decides to detach?

Is this imperfect masterpiece worthwhile?
Should I throw it away and let it decompose?
Maybe then I can rework on my self-portrait?

Or maybe my energy is just better utilised
In signing songs to travel across the oceans –
Only sung to open the eyelids of free souls?

Maybe there the torn piece might value me?
Maybe then I will reunite with them again?
Yet, I wish the masterpiece finishes now.

Cosmos for a Soul

Imagine a minute circular particle,
Travelling throughout the cosmos,
Always colliding and separating,
Maybe an adventure of a lifetime.

Imagine meeting this universal entity,
You see it as a royal glistening world,
A wild waterfall to your edged mind,
A soothing moonlight to your eyes.

Now imagine it sharing its life,
You realise that what you saw
In it and what you felt for it,
Perfectly befits her heavenly soul.