wind advisorybattle of colors and willsand seasonsthe branches flailas two clans of clouds clashfallen soldiers, the leaves dance downwardneeding no obituary;Nature always turnsdeath into lifeno greed, no vain crusade for power, to be abusedno tears, no graves, no mourningcome morning, the sun may shineor perhaps, the rain and wind will keepthe stronghold of their stormy pactbut still, instead of bloodshedthere will be nourishmentand the un-weak that fallwill only make the union and blessed harmony, strongerbalance;if only we fought our warslike General Gaia.all rights reserved ©
lethehallowed cureor, is it?olden taste of nightmares gone hopebreathe inthe unsullied beautydesire is wildwisdom is a nomadwander, soulfurther and aheaddrown the past, deeperif you mustbut never forgethow to trace your footsteps back to the knowledge of pain;even memory would rather un-remember desolation. all rights reserved ©
treevial soliloquyLeaves like butterfliesare kisses, pieces of mehave fallen like rain.Reflections never lieunless we seek in vainto see what cannot be.I watch me shedanother love affair with fickle autumnFragments of memoriesblind eyes floatingon a withering faceof water and sky isthe palindromic essenceof my still fate. I silently embracethe long, cold waitof winter's bareness.all rights reserved ©
EurusLike a sunbeam, freshly brewedwithin the throes of gentle dawnbustling promise, unutteredlight from shadow, unfetteredlike warbling spring, spurting dauntlessflood me, drench me, finger-feed me with all I would believe in, athirstrelease me then, avidly satedperpetual herald, faith-full.all rights reserved ©
sidekicklet me be foamrun me through your fingersfeel me bubble, underneathyour smile of sun and swaggerlet the ebb seduce the flowand chase me, over the horizonforgetting for a night(dance)that you can never catch me.all rights reserved ©
aft and aheadwinds of changeblowing faster thanI can adjust my sailsperhaps I stubbornly refuse toperhaps it's why I broke the compasseven though I know my course is setin spite of me(I want to tie the world to the masttweak the rudder and feed the shipto the siren-wraiths, anchor-lessforget-me-boundthen swim to you unboundedwatching Ithaca as it sinks)all rights reserved ©
eclipticleaning into your caressessporadic soul whisperersof craving and mistI unfurl, a-quivernymph of the fleeting dawnbasking in your elusive cadencenight has already fallen as I close against your absenceguarding your essence withinuntasted manna. all rights reserved ©
gone ripplingwhere hope dies weeping weathered tears of cold decayimpervious beauty springsin radiant cascadesclad in a lucent mistveiled silence that commandsa furtive resurrectionof warbling promiseunwitting splendor caughtin a fluid moment, trancelike.all rights reserved ©
AscensionWhat skies do you swimwild freedom of timelessness?Teach me to un-drown.all rights reserved ©
un-gaggedWords rattle and hisssnakelike rivers twisting, joustingsilenced knots that would defythe very sword of Damocles,tongue-sharp and flesh-thirsty.Smothered flow, refused exodus(like a circumscribed sky)music-less and crampedbetween the whimper and the howl;foul and violent the tasteof muse's suffocation.All rights reserved ©
Silvergoldto flow is to lastto outlast to have foundever-seekingfluidity of enchantmentliquid dreamawake, I touch youaglowtidal priestessof ripples and magicbound to everflow;I know what forevertastes like.all rights reserved ©
Wishing you a beautiful weekend ahead.
tastes like
Perfect.
I did kinda like it myself..