Tuesday 6 June 2017

I SING OF ADLIN 😍



I sing of a lady
One adorable as a baby
A lady Who hunts hearts
And mends their broken parts

I sing of a maiden
Whose beauty roots from Eden
With eyes like fireflies
She glows when she smiles

I sing of beauty
Pure, unadulterated beauty
Beautiful angel with no wings
The reason the bird sings

I sing of Adlin
Adlin, the lady; Adlin, the Queen
One who hangs on the hands of time
Hoping that soon the bells will chime

I sing like I have no choice
Longing to hear that soothing voice
Of one, so dear to me
One I long to see

O! Beautiful maiden
O! Beautiful Adlin
You have not the slightest clue
Of how much I miss you!

Sunday 4 June 2017

HOMECOMING 😕



On the same fields we laid
When I had to say goodbye
I lay once again
Several moons after that night

I lay again but in twisted manner
A manner of unclear anticipation
A manner of dread uncertainty
As a fool in his own paradise

A decade already,
Since that passionate goodbye
Things and times have changed
Bewildering my thoughts

Would you see me from afar,
Let go of all your belongings,
Run to me like old times
And give me a diving hug?

Would you hold me so tight
With tears down your cheeks
Whispering into my ears;
Don't you ever leave again!

Or would you wave from a distance
And whisper a silent Hi
With your face looking downwards
Like my presence is trouble?

Would you come riding a chariot,
Bearing the ring of King's wife?
Would I have to call you Highness
And bow like everyone else?

Did the blue bird deliver my letters?
Did you enjoy reading them?
Or were you patiently waiting,
To burn them before my very eyes?

On the same fields we laid
When I had to say goodbye,
Will I repeat the bad goodbye?
Or etch a memory beneath the moon!