Friday, January 22, 2016

MEMORIES OF DECEMBER





Some day in a month of December

Like a tear drop in the sodden mind,

You walked into my life just like that,

As a translucent memory

With a handful of the whitest blossoms

Permeating a bewitching fragrance....


You leaned over me with your shadow

Clinging to shoulders with your charms

Then with the  dreams in your eyes

Listened to all my ramblings  erupting out

Of me as fantasies of your imaginations. 

We can now share the spasms  in the heart

Of a  disintegrating fly scorched by fire.


Your smiles showered as rains in the sea of 

My  fizzing emotions and then I turned  into 

Be the music enveloping  your  cantillations.

I will in another moment, dawn like the morning sun

In the blossoming  horizon  of your spirit.