The loneliness gnawed through
Numbed my senses with a chill
I shouted, but no heart was there
Only the blankness stared back
I lift myself
I drew a picture
On black paper.
Loving life and loving you
The twain never met
You didn’t like the way I lived
Still, so many dreams I weaved
Shattered as life got up from slumber
Life and love- not both but one to remember!
I sailed through life
On paper boats
Tangible and fragile
Meandering at every bend.
Love is a dream, see it
Love is an elixir, drink it
Love is a story, weave it
Love is a poem, spin it
Love is life, live it.
Ring the bell of love, ring the bell of love
We are but guests for a short time
In this big alehouse of world
No one knows when to have The Last Supper
When the knell will be heard
So my fellow hosts and guests
Ring the bell of love
We have no time to waste.
Clouds are roaming like my thoughts
I know one day my soul will be free
As the white snowflakes of the sky,
I, too, will make my way through blue waves
Only you, my love, will not be there
To hold my hand, to plant a kiss on my lips
My tears, my grief, will drop down
On your tresses as rain.