Sunday, December 18, 2016

Attractions...








Attractions ablaze...


Fuming desires...


Eyes contain...


Hidden desires...


Locked in dreams...


In sleep rising higher...


To the unknown territory...


No passport required...


Only a gaze temporary...


And permanent becomes a memory...


©Ravinder Kaur


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Dust of Dreams......












                                                   Life is just like a dust...

                                                       A dust of dreams...



                                              Dreams that are so tender...

                                              Dreams that are so fragile...



                                             Dreams that are for eternity...

                                                 And some for a while...



                                           Dreams that give birth to hope...

                                      Dreams that encourage, never to stop...



                                           Dreams that are truly mine...


                                           But with you just beautify...



                                                       You and me...

                                                    Together as we...



                                                In hopes, in dreams...

                                                Like waves in seas...



                                             No difference between...

                                                 No space between...



                                   Just like, we were never Me and You...

                                                    But us forever...


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Friday, December 2, 2016

Before I walk away...











Before I walk away....let me tell you ....why your eyes distracted me....


It were like my dreams shined....in your eyes like a stream.....

Your heartbeat I could recognise....from a crowd of so many....

Yet my heart didn't understand.... I was not your dream....

So let my heart go free....Of your hands let me flee...

Even though I know...It would take a lifetime for me...

To forget you and restrain...


My heart from loving you again and again....

So I walk alone....along with me your memories....

Until the dawn rises again...am shattered, I Am weak....

To be strong is ....not to hide what...makes you blind in lights....

To be weak is...not to accept....what makes you go on your knees....

In darkness....I crush my dreams....

In lights.....I smile like a queen....

Distinguished this long ago...

Love is not a song....

That everyone can sing....

It's tune would....always change with...every scream...

So close your eyes....that I may not find....

My single dream in your eyes....

So close your lips...

That I may not find ...my smiles in them....

Turn around and run away....I can't stay to call you mine.....

So I say a little prayer....That I may not ...

Never be there....

Where you would find me and my dreams....

Until the dusk melts into the dark night....

I would walk away.... from you and your face.


©Ravinder Kaur

08-10-2016

#walkaway


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Thursday, December 1, 2016

Somewhere....
















Somewhere...sometimes... eyes swell with the sigh of unseen dreams...weeping over forgotten screams...



Somewhere...when I hear your name...it tingles some strings of my heart...playing that forgotten tune...



Somewhere...some unhealed wounds disguise under the reddish skin...occasionally pinching some pain...not letting me forget the things...that hide in the dark forest of the past...



Somewhere...some unspoken words wander...in the garden of silent crests...just to meet the troughs of ears...that would hear...



Somewhere...something lost waits to be discovered again...to reunite...to be in its place again...



Somewhere...some molten dreams...fall like crystals of tears...on the leaves becoming dew...of the night that walks lonely...



Somewhere a spider coils inside...tasting its own pain...making a web of tales...that it had imagined overnight...



Somewhere the night carefully unfolds...so nobody could ever suspect...how it swallows the day .... slowly .



©Ravinder Kaur



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