You belong to my dreams

 You should some day visit  my heart,

Nah!not the way you come with your words,

But gently riding on my love , you float in

Look around and you will see my dream waiting

I have left the grass mowed and wet, 

To softly caress your feet as you venture in.

I would tell the flowers to bloom and smile

When your gaze will fall on them.

I will ask the breeze to check your tresses

When they mischievously hide your face .

Will you not then stay awhile 

For it isn't quite mine without you in it.

Penury--- 22 may 2021

                                                     

The price of focused love.

And feelings mortgaged ,

Will be an emotional bankruptcy.

But then I am spent on you,

To the last cent in my heart.

I am now an empty coffer,

Without you fit for a coffin

                                   

Oneironautics, travel alone....

 Dreams seen together often reduce the distances between hearts, but there is a risk that may drive you apart for the tongue has great powers...

                                    Dreams seen together are  fragile,

                           They aren't yours alone to cherish ,

                           And are often at someone's mercy ,

                           To keep them from shattering .

Dawn to dusk

The sun was out ,the mornings had appeared wet. The puddles in the courtyard promised further rains which found me driving to office.However the skies held a surprise of a bright sun which played hide and seek and occasionally the rays met the raindrops which lodged themselves on my windshield.

      From dawn to dusk here,

  I look at the sun above

          Hoping  he carries my gaze,

         And scatters it on you there.

Dusk..17th may 2021

 

                      Clouds might hide the sun a while,

                       Damp dusks may lead to darker nights

                       But for hearts that learn  to wait ,

                      Warmth of love and hope will surely follow.

THE WHIFF OF RAINS AND THE SOIL

                                 When we meet next,
                     Lets together create the magic,
                     That the first of the rains make,
                     When it kisses the parched earth.