Thursday, January 27, 2005

I'm coming

27-01-2005 A.D.

I'm afraid of neither the dunes nor the hills.
Not even the hyena in the woods that kills.
No storm can thwart the journey I set on.
I cannot take a break, be it dusk or dawn.
I ride very bravely even at gloomier hours.
I'm prepared to battle the darkest powers.
A warrior's path is not clean as a whistle.
A hero will find riddance of many a hassle.
I'll watch every step and risk at each turn.
I'll fight for my cause, for one thing I yearn.
Streams that run deep and mountains steep,
These miles I cover before I go to sleep.
No bad signs today these winds portend.
My princess, your wait does near its end.

Note: I've always written about things that have inspired me. But everytime I got my lazyness reflected in the poems. So I decided to write an action-packed one today.

Monday, January 24, 2005

We don't change

19-01-2005 A.D.

I try to look beyond those innocuous eyes.
The tangible smile on your lips that never dies.
Your stroll in the park every time and then.
For me, all about you, is still a good omen.
An omen that calls forth pleasure, no pain.
Opens your mansion down the memory lane.
A mansion not arty, no statues carved in wax.
I find myself awestruck, enchanted to relax.
All I find is little time to stand, stare and wink.
Ambience so enthralling, eyes refuse to blink.
Everywhere in here, frescos of you enslave.
Enticed in bliss, for else I do not now crave.
I hope not to depart from this reverie divine.
To elude the truth so harsh, you are not mine.

Note: When things are not that interesting in a Modern Communication Systems lecture, I can use my imagination to take me elsewhere. And this time I found a proper destination.