Sunflower !

How could you arrest the blooming of a flower that has had its fill of sunlight and honey ? At the most you could hold its petals while they begin to open but as the laws of nature would have it... It will bloom anyway. No doubt you could destroy it.. But what after ? Embracing the inevitable comes with practice and laced with a certain amount of peace and serenity. Consider what might happen when restriction strolls out and only a pregnant pause remains ? reliving the moment sees no bounds...

stolen soul

Could there be enough clouds

to smile upon a thought ?

Then would there be enough distractions

to clear the way ?

Would lightning and thunder

be a part of the merriment ?

Or would that thought be

a breeze just blowing away !

let the Pixie dust be sprinkled

let the stars have giggled

but let nothing steal your soul !!

161211

Butterfly Moments !

Suspended instants creating diving patterns as the Lub-dub modifies its tempo to keep pace with the rest of the world !

A crater of emotions; deep, grave and vivid sinking its claws into the core, to clench every ounce of fear or weakness ! The slithering veins of love, anxiety, hurt and anger crawl into the realms of impuissance. The relentless nerves of lust, greed, guile and damage spread its wings and extend its tributaries into the kingdom of inhalant reprieve.

But the heart goes on, reminiscing, gleaming, smiling...for everything constant will change !

Elementary and uncomplicated propositions -

an exam hall, a new car, a first dish, marriage, sex, a new job, a lover, a dream and a future -

all filled with flutters of a butterfly !

A hop, skip and a jump !

AG

041211

C'est l'Amour !

Coulds't thou not love like thou did for the first time ?

Could there not be a fresh dew-drop every other day?

so every Other day could go in reminiscing the drop ?

Love like tomorrow - like tomorrow were yesterday !

A Big Bad Wolf ?

Chin weighed thoughts shuffling away in thirst for an un-understandable frown !

An indescribable flutter of the heart beating like the wings of a bee and a restrained blip,

refusing to step out of its cloak.

A shuffle here and a shuffle there

a creak here and a creak there.

Just enough to turn around... huff, puff and blow your mind away !