Assembling Love
If Attraction were neon colored,
You would see it smeared all over,
On a moonless and starlit sky.
Added to which is a pinch of Selflessness,
Sprinkled like fairy dust,
Glimmering endlessly,
Drowning in buckets of Selfishness,
Drenching,
And flickering uncomfortably.
Sinking.
Together it forever attempts to outshine and gleam,
With Irrevocability and Unconditionality.
Its heart thumps with Happiness,
Only on an irregular beat.
Tied to a sagging sack of Needs,
Draped over,
Like a white sheet,
It strives to be Satisfied.
When Fulfilled it longs to be Free,
When at Liberty, we call it Unrequited.
You would see it smeared all over,
On a moonless and starlit sky.
Added to which is a pinch of Selflessness,
Sprinkled like fairy dust,
Glimmering endlessly,
Drowning in buckets of Selfishness,
Drenching,
And flickering uncomfortably.
Sinking.
Together it forever attempts to outshine and gleam,
With Irrevocability and Unconditionality.
Its heart thumps with Happiness,
Only on an irregular beat.
Tied to a sagging sack of Needs,
Draped over,
Like a white sheet,
It strives to be Satisfied.
When Fulfilled it longs to be Free,
When at Liberty, we call it Unrequited.
Chasing Stars
I retreated back from the speeding life,
Turned my defeated back to the window sill,
Lay down and sank deep into the earth.
I dare not open those eyes,
But they got the better of me.
The first sight
And I was swallowed in by the gigantic fullness of the sky.
Stuck in an eternal pause.
Time seemed to have come to a complete halt.
Twilight burst from the purple haze,
The red mist drifted through, ever so lightly,
While the sun paved its gloomy path down,
Fatigued by it’s bright blaze.
Not knowing where to rest my gaze,
My eyes scanned over the blue shades.
Beclouding the buttermilk sky,
Wafting and curtaining paradise,
Gliding through and through and yet so still,
Those glistening stars seem to fly.
Blinding me in surmise.
A twinkle caught my eye,
I looked up to two golden lights so far beyond and yet so close by.
I reached out to hold them.
My brain fumed out –
“Now to catch two stars, will you try?”
I noticed my outstretched palm.
Those five tiny fingers, which just about played an octave on the piano and not a key more,
Now were marking the distance between the illuminating yellow lights.
Those soaring twin lights,
Ever so bright.
I watched him chase her.
Never catching up.
Never giving up.
Peeking and peering through the orange float,
Swimming across the horizon,
Patrolling the gates of Heaven,
Leaping beyond its ken,
Oblivious to the spying onlooker,
Who was ogling at them.
Turned my defeated back to the window sill,
Lay down and sank deep into the earth.
I dare not open those eyes,
But they got the better of me.
The first sight
And I was swallowed in by the gigantic fullness of the sky.
Stuck in an eternal pause.
Time seemed to have come to a complete halt.
Twilight burst from the purple haze,
The red mist drifted through, ever so lightly,
While the sun paved its gloomy path down,
Fatigued by it’s bright blaze.
Not knowing where to rest my gaze,
My eyes scanned over the blue shades.
Beclouding the buttermilk sky,
Wafting and curtaining paradise,
Gliding through and through and yet so still,
Those glistening stars seem to fly.
Blinding me in surmise.
A twinkle caught my eye,
I looked up to two golden lights so far beyond and yet so close by.
I reached out to hold them.
My brain fumed out –
“Now to catch two stars, will you try?”
I noticed my outstretched palm.
Those five tiny fingers, which just about played an octave on the piano and not a key more,
Now were marking the distance between the illuminating yellow lights.
Those soaring twin lights,
Ever so bright.
I watched him chase her.
Never catching up.
Never giving up.
Peeking and peering through the orange float,
Swimming across the horizon,
Patrolling the gates of Heaven,
Leaping beyond its ken,
Oblivious to the spying onlooker,
Who was ogling at them.