White Lilies
He feels the fragrance of white lilies
He meets his princess in his musings,
He smiles and whines through his writings.
He can feel drops of mist;
He can feel the soothing breeze.
The snow makes him quiver
The fireballs never let him sleep.
His writings exude pain
The twinge stimulates him
He sleeps but his thoughts keeps playing
The sunlight in his windowpane alleviates him
He dresses like a king and walks like a dream. .
Every day is a new beginning for him.
Happiness evaporates, pain settles down
Pain evaporates - happiness all around.
Daylight gives him inspiration
And darkness of the night motivates him
He finds bliss in creating reflections.
He paints landscapes, characters and emotions
Another day, another life
He isn’t sad, he isn’t lonely,
He smiles, he winks
He can feel drops of mist;
He can feel the soothing breeze.
The snow makes him quiver
The fireballs never let him sleep
But the sailor keeps sailing and sailing…
"He can feel drops of mist;
ReplyDeleteHe can feel the soothing breeze.
The snow makes him quiver
The fireballs never let him sleep"
The sky may be darkening...
But wait... till the next morning
Mahtab.
Reminds me of the poem - The Brook by Tennyson!
ReplyDeleteVery well composed!
And yes - the sailor keeps at sail! Such is life!
darkness drenched in sorrows..
ReplyDeletewaiting for better tomorrows..
someday my sun shal shine..
happiness would be mine..
dew drops spattered mornings..
depict heartbled mournings..
of my dreams and desires..
Whilst thoughts burst in fires..
good one there..
a complete stark contrast to your Drop Of Mist...
loved it...and you created a super imagery with words my friend...
lovely...
great imagery...yes! life has to go on
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeletegood going.
ReplyDeleteu are one good poet!
ReplyDelete:) "the sunlight on his windowpane alleviates him" because he knows someday he will dock at the land of his dreams, he sees the silver linings through the same window pane!!!
ReplyDeletePS: Super!!!
very good!
ReplyDeletewonderfully written.. great imagination..
ReplyDeleteThanks Arc Lamp for liking my poem :)
ReplyDeleteHappiness evaporates, pain settles down
ReplyDeletePain evaporates - happiness all around.
LOVE those lines :D