POEMS

POEMS – Give Me Words ; Let Me a Dreamer; Lost and three more…

Give Me Words

Give me words I wanna write,

The words that remain hidden;

Unspoken fantasies in night’s eye,

An uncapped pen and a paper black.

Desire to pour out my heart –

And fill the lines with my yearns;

To make the thoughts alive,

To travel to an unknown world.

Give me words I wanna write,

My pen will be my voice;

Love shaken in today’s walks,

To relive the warmth of lost that.

I will and I will one day –

Have my quench written;

They will clap my weirdness

The day I will reflect my silence.

 

Let Me a Dreamer

Like the beauty in your eyes,

I can’t reflect my words;

Like the charm in your smiles,

My looks not so bright.

When your laughter fills the lane,

And your chaos like the drops of rain,

From my den I silently hear,

A worthless mind that simply wanders.

The sun sets, you return to your nests,

The dusky hue shadows your mates;

Useless hours you did say mine,

Thoughtless days, a dreaming wine.

Success, achievements – you define with style,

Lost in the race of ups and fights;

Ungathered those my life a failure,

In my moments let me remain a silent dreamer.

 

LOST

I dreamt of breathing in a world-

Of Byron’s fury and Wordsworth’s love;

Lost in the books- old and dear,

That would have spoken the arts of Vinci and Shakespeare

I dreamt of going through the lanes of Frank and Austen,

Destiny led me into a way far from that,

Where remains my mind may

But my thirst still in the pages of those legends.

 

BOUND

Am born in a world –

That pampers me and over cares;

I have been loved,

And given a cage of golden delight.

They want me to achieve the high,

My feet within their tie;

I am to walk a life

That once their heart cried.

I found a new sphere –

Thought it would give me a meaning new,

Unique and simple from far

Like a hungry bird to it I flew;

Like all beauty it faded,

When I reached its core;

With the same stones studded bright,

It was an illusion of sight.

You love and you care,

You bind me for you fear –

Of losing me in the vastness,

Of having me far;

If only you could feel –

In your insecureness I lose my desires,

My breathes suffocate:

Even if the smell of love lingers.

Where Lies My Freedom

In the sky among the stars,

Or in the grave among the deads,

I wanna know where my freedom lay.

I dream of going through lanes-

And look the sky above, below- the plains,

Lost in the depth of beauty

The perfection hidden in every art.

Silently I will talk with the trees,

And hum in the birds’ tunes;

In the soft, wet grass I will lie down

At the day’s end.

In the land far from human narrowness,

In the lap of earth I will breathe;

In the sky among the stars-

Or in the grave among the deads,

I wanna know where my freedom wanders.

WANTS

I want a pen –

A pen that will write me down,

And make me travel the heights among;

A pen that will let me dream,

And let me fly in my wildest will.

I want a book –

A book that will read the pages of my life,

And talk of my slips and smiles;

A book that will hold my deepest secrets,

And know my weirdest desires.

I want a room –

A room that will have the serene silence,

And let me breathe;

A room that will know the peace,

And let me live.

I want a me –

A me with a life,

And with a spark in eyes;

A me with my pen,

And writing my book in my little den.

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