Dancing breeze from the woods

Dancing breeze from the woods by kkrovvidi

Amma

Morrow sorrow ends

ok this patch is a product of pure excitement and no idea . I got over ambitious and tried a classical piece. Got bored mid way. Shifted to easy piano . So this is a tailor work. Nonetheless, a few pieces per se I liked them.. so…

morrow sorrow ends

Five

Three in the front.
Two at the back.
Always passing back,
never returned forward.
Stuck there,
where the buck ends.
Make space, you bum!

A walk in unison

Like the pen tip that scratches the paper surface,
you’ve left bleeding marks of an emotional romance,
an embrace that filled the voids in a naive mind,
with subtle perceptions of delightful possibilities.

Seeking the solitude of nostalgic conversations,
those memories carved into exquisite sculptures,
vividly dramatized by crafty chisels of fondness,
I wander along the paved paths of cosy thought.

Stuck in this cuddling illusion of enormous comfort,
my throat slowly drains off all that is wetting it,
while continuing to hum with an unerring precision,
seeking strength and shelter in gloves of our bonding.

Faced with the proposition of distance separating us,
all the veils and mirages so painstakingly constructed,
count to null in the haughty onslaught of lonely echoes,
haunting relentlessly to pierce a delicate peace of self.

That beautiful dawn, glory magnified by horrid nightmares,
unseen by the blind-folded night forever in denial,
I await for with a thousand words of all that you mean,
that will reach your conscience without ever being spoken.

Hoping to read beyond the horizon on a starless sky,
from the sight of light through your presence brought about,
I wish to journey again, as no time has ever dared to pass,
caressing the dew drops of friendship that never passed,
as my soul environs itself with you, like walk of our yore.