As summer fades and days grow cold,
Autumn paints the world anew.
Marks the transition from the warmth of summer
To the vibrant colours of mother nature.
In nature's embrace, serenity found,
Rumbling leaves make a sound.
The leaves of the trees begin to descend,
......
All i am in this moment is bare
a complete vision of myself
nothing to hide, something to share
the simplicity of being real
gracefulness in showing your true self
your beauty is within the love you show.
Sharing emotions without boundaries
listening to your self belief
finding freedom in your forgiveness
......
Don’t smile with me if you don’t want to
Because I am not a mirror
Don’t be like a bluffer who gives me a black smile
A strange, nervous and abnormal smile
Because I am not a josher
Show me the genuine emotions of you
Give me something normal or natural
I am not asking for anything special
Just be yourself and I will appreciate it
Don’t give something unusual and vile
......
What words shall lovers use to express burning desire?
Solely of pain and heart ache do blind lovers sing.
Love mocks the sane by setting their hearts on fire,
yet merry bells of happiness they ring.
Red rose buds do blossom in spring and so do minds when into thoughtfulness they sink.
True honest words shall not retire,
oral they are or marked in ink.
......
They are pulled from me;
Stretched, knotted, and
Burned in a fireplace
Where trust and human emotions,
Are turned to blackened ash
I am left an empty roll.
The ribbons of my feelings,
Manhandled, manipulated
Mitigated, and misunderstood.
......
As summer fades and days grow cold,
Autumn paints the world anew.
Marks the transition from the warmth of summer
To the vibrant colours of mother nature.
In nature's embrace, serenity found,
Rumbling leaves make a sound.
The leaves of the trees begin to descend,
......
The last leaf of the tree
Never falls
Even when all rest
Are gone
But maybe I was wrong
And so it fell
Not with the wind—
But with a silent farewell.
They are pulled from me;
Stretched, knotted, and
Burned in a fireplace
Where trust and human emotions,
Are turned to blackened ash
I am left an empty roll.
The ribbons of my feelings,
Manhandled, manipulated
Mitigated, and misunderstood.
......
How does one monetize an emotion?
Trading raw truths in a marketplace of feelings,
Where every vulnerability wears a price tag,
Every confession a coin.
I lay bare my joy’s
The laughter that dances like sunlight,
And the sorrows, dark as night,
Offering them up as wares crafted from my soul.
......
Every day i wake up
Just to see your face
I open the phone
Wondering about you as it gets
I guess you are my habit
Habit i cannot get loose of
I see you smile
It makes me wonder
“If you notice me now”
......