Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Live a little

Wisps of listless and silence,
hangs heavily in the air
Hushed even among friends,
time, mocks at you with a prolonged stare.
Wistfulness in every pulse blares.
A voice which still says
live a little, just a little.

-Small inspiration from this wonderful song.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

It's a beautiful day

Through the clouds pierced a ray
Thoughts that had gone astray
Seems to concur on a tray
Bygones be cast away
Like clouds of grey
Scatter to make way
It's a beautiful day

A perfect rain drop
That saunters down from atop
The first drop of rain
Alters the life, mundane
Sparks a pulse through the vein
Keeping the mind quite sane
It surely is a beautiful day

Friday, April 13, 2012

A dedication

Time, for none it stopped still
Life, kept rewritten by a quill
Often re-iterated like a synchronized drill

Forget not those who were dear
Those extended hands were very near,
Who were able to look past your queer

Thankful be to those blessed souls
Without whom life would be but holes
Dedicated to one and all, these lines on scrolls