poems from the yonder ...

THE TENDER TOUCH

The tender touch ..,
 I tried hard to erase , times rolled but your memory stays.

From whence did
ye slip into my dreams..
when was it that
‘the ethereal charm’
 transcended unto eternity of my being ..
 I could never know .

Like a pearl trinket that slipped down your neck,
you journeyed into my heart.

lucky is that jewel ...
that adored you and even in  its “fall” ,
 could still touch your heart.

life s an endless game and love may not be an end in itself ...

Yet it’s the only beginning
That I can see written across the skies
And an end seems to be starting
only in your eyes.

RANDOM RAMBLINGS

In those sepia coloured images ,
I could see her silhouette glowing,
the real heart in my real chest pounding.
It was my REM phase dreaming

and there she stood ,
in sublime silence, screaming (!?)
the menagerie in my mind echoing.

Around the corner of my eyes,
images appearing and fading ,
Into my veins is an ‘ecstasy’ that’s gushing
then slowing , receding . . .
and all i could see is the glowing ‘nothing’ .