Tears

Tears
Will go by
One by one
Into the loneliness

No one will stop them
Only time will give comfort

The rainy sky is like
All life crying

One and one
They go
Those peaceful tear drops

Tears
In your heart
And your love
You are at lost
With them

One by one
They will go

One by one
They will know
Why you are crying

We all cry
For a reason

I Come To You

I come to you
And beckon my heart
Of what I have here from inside
I come to give
My emotions that start
Like long-ago waves those glide

And offer to you
Each thought of my offering days
Something to few
In molded time clays
And borrowed secrets
In time’s stolen kisses
That words sometimes neglects
And the heart therefore misses

I come to you
In borrowed time

Every Dream Is a Walk Through

Every dream is a walk through
With so much of sprinkling down
Feelings close to me and you
What lies inside this soul town?

Ruddy sunset to the high
And the ground of the rising dawn
Where our evenings sometime lie
In their carelessly spinning span

Hour of feeling into old dying
Down the tiny wrinkles of time
When a heart of carefully complying
Is sated on the roads of grime

Love in the rising to its endings
The beginnings of its grays and turns
Every hour sprinkle down mending
In their declined of tomorrow burns

New Morning Coming

A flying cloud
In sunshine high
Above the peaceful crowd
Of an open sky
Each day a graceful turn
With patterns of scene
Much secretive burn
Of hours there between

A cat's eye
Insipid moon
Up in the far and high
Like always there was noon
In desolate bluish night
Of tranquil morning in
Or stillness fainting sight
Like goose-flesh naked skin

Changing fire's amber
Consuming the misty air
Through heavens blaze chamber
That now's coming fair
Its sweetest glow
From up and everywhere
These hours in their go
From the rising of mist in glare

Images of Its Beauty

Stay
In the day of completeness
Where green are the fields
That momentarily gives
Enduring hands to grow
A garden of love

Stay
With the blue of sky dreams
Those come like clouds drift
To give images of its beauty
In timeless inhabitation
Of longing for the eyes
That never is drawn to nothing

Stay
To the windows of each time
To view every aspect therein
The fulsome of the lives going
Into the fields of vitality
Love that is making its subtle
In every its tint making

Softly

Softly like earthly playing
Touching the flames and river
Inside the momentarily claying
And to the times deliver

Speaking so soft as the silk
True love and kindness on
Everything within that ilk
Never in the timeless is gone

Slowing the haste of life pace
Through every season blooming
Many the on rotating ways
Those always are ever booming

Some Days

Some days are gone and told
Into the streaming fields
Like stars you can't hold
In far only blinking yields

Like a house build around
Each the stillness of its mean
Where sometimes nothing's found
Or anything inside them seen

A day of an ongoing trip
Though times emotional state
A conscious ongoing flip
That lies in each such a fate