Saturday, November 1, 2008

The fall of Angels

The fall of angels
On to earth wrecked waves
The longings from inside
That a lover’s heart craves
Destinies to fulfill
Till the morning comes to night
And there's an instance still
Of a broken down flight

Where our dreams are to follow
In to the dawn of open sky
Where there are no voices hollow
Or echoes going to die
Where raindrops are clear
Of the blue yonder found
And summer is the year
That always is here around

The fall of broken wings
In the sweeping of the breeze
Where the sway grass on sings
With the dancing of the trees
And the heart is beating on
With its moments going through
And no song will be done
That bears hope to me and you

The fall of angels
From the sky of our dreams
Inside the hidden ways
That to existing every deems
Providence to fulfill
Till the morning comes to night
And there's an instance still
To its broken down flight

Love is to be forever
In every wing of air to go
And bringing us closer together
In its brief of its moment’s flow
And our heart is beating on
Destinies to bring to full
Carrying fulfillments from its yon
That to our living is never dull

The fall of angels…

My Body - Is a Part Of you

My body
Is a part of you
A flower of mankind
The soft skin
- touches to renew
Everything you can find
Love of young and old
My dreams flying here by
Nothing that time can hold
As blissful
As the blue of sky

My body
Like waves of sea
Going with emotions through
Love song
- The inside of me
Something that’s a part of you
Feelings that I ‘m to live
Trying to reach my destiny
From all of me
I’ll give
To make it forever
- In spirits free

My body
- The roots of earth
Dreams to follow and wake
I’m like you
Of my own worth
And sowing my seeds
To make
Life to become of reality
Fulfilling hopes
And dreams
That you might
In my footsteps see
River going through
In deep streams

Oh Sweet Time

Oh sweet time you gave me everything
In sweetness of its fragrances flow
With passion that to moments shall sing
When the tides to the evening must go
Dreams in the hearts own compartments
With the oceans of billows there calling
In the footsteps of ongoing departments
Where the sand of the river is falling

The living times of the easy on going
With the peaceful of living on thriving
Every day into night fully growing
Giving much of their depth and its living
Justifying the means by the outcome
When there is something there starting
Where every seed and flower is from
And breeze from the leaves is departing

Pinching the feathered morning shine
The easy of quick rising daybreak
When the glow comes to red on the line
And the forest shall come to its wake
In delightful get-together limb to limb
When life complacency we shall meet
From the hours of darkish deep rim
Before esprit comes again to the street

I Cannot But Somewhat Wonder

I cannot but somewhat wonder
What’s going everywhere on?
Feelings so much asunder
That should be close and fun
With the emotions of the heart
In to the new day rising
Where our footsteps every start
In a future without disguising

The love so tender and driven
On to its own departure road
Where cross sides are given
For everyone’s pressing load
Those times have broken up
Or given it its possess ways
Where meetings come or stop
In the disparity of each plays

Living the habits that fulfills
Making and breaking the waves
Out to the dales and hills
Of all the wonderment craves
Powder of time to roads leaving
Bringing in centuries paces
The moods of its interweaving
In openness of turning spaces

The Eyes of the World

The eyes of the world
They sometimes don’t see
What comes from the inside?
And goes about here free
A love that could kiss
The glow from the stars
The feeling of tenderness
That melts time and wars

The sweetness of life’s river
Flowing still on and on
Every dream that gives
Its stream of wishes won
Like some lost kingdom
Out in the meeting places
With hope’s only future
In its nourishing graces

A dream of dark and blue
Or glow of tipping night
The lips of love trembling
On to its first of a flight
Their sweetest as the roses
In its colors radiance found
Or gathered waves of sea
That to the shore is bound

Coming From the Sky

Coming from the sky
The gyrating moments for all
Going here low and high
Till those luminous fall
Inside the fluttering bliss
The day of the evening goes
Everything that let to this
For all the fading glows

Yesterday was once new
Till it burned up in the evening
With the dark night to renew
And latest dawn to bring
Full of flowering and leaves
Of blossom’s speculation
With their longitude and briefs
Of its wordily education

Coming to this earth
Our wishful thoughts to give
Arrangements and its birth
That truly must grow to live
Nothing is new to be born
In every aspect of learning
Through revelation it’s worn
To every circle ways turning

Friday, September 5, 2008

Between The Images

In a time where a day will stand on still
Upon the ways of the edges grown in
And dreams shall come in its real to fulfill
Between the images of dawn's new spin

The soul of flowers in the stretched out shade
In shadows rising and the twinkling on
Where every moment’s faithfully made
Till dreams and thoughts are to sideways gone

Ah flower fair in the street ways of time
Giving its splendor and tincture so true
Where the flow of tides are in their prime
And always coming to shore for renew
Days and nights we can hardly understand
Giving its revealing and fresh command