Her Little Drawings

Little hearts and buds in pretty pink,
Scattered amongst the thin horizontal blue ink
She writes along side the clouds and a happy sun
Her garden green never parched, as she drew a chair sticking out her tongue.
A baked strawberry pie lay on a cloth, as yellow birds flew across the sky
But a raven perched on a tiny fence below. No one asks why.
A rainbow rises over many hills far away
Ignoring the walls of a miniature house as colourful decay.
The black spec stands beside the house,
Arms folded, he is gifting a red flowered blouse,
Her smile fades as the crayon breaks;
Will he find her? Will he make sure that she aches?
She gasps and looks around the darkened room,
Her picture; her escapade, torn in the gloom.

Happily Ever After. The End.

Standing alone she writes on the sky
The clouds parting before her in swirls and light
Dancing with electric fire, in her mind;
She is free to stare at the stars
Watch her reflection as the goddess of the night
Floating on silver light moving across lands
And as she stands there she meets the heavens;
She stares at the men before her, all clad in black
Her chapped lips smile..she breathes in the dry air,
Sand in her eyes, ; punishment awaits.
But she sings in her creation;
Angels surround her, flowers cradled, blood forgotten,
She spreads her arms; and welcomes the fire
She laughed til she felt no more..
It's a happy ending after all.

A Midnight Shower Thought

They say NICE GIRLS FINISH LAST. I cannot contradict that. Nice girls do finish last because, they are exhausted and crippled by other people's selfishness; their desire to win is stronger. But when the race is long, even though the gold medal is secured, it is not the winner who gets much applause. It is the crippled who with determination finishes the race that gains the respect and admiration of thousands.

Gloom

Hey Gloom, how are your grey clouds keeping?
Hope you would visit soon, soothing the parched earth.
Flying endlessly in one vast sky,
floating amongst the heavens,
I stand a tiny spec; do you see me?
Running against the wind, I smile
As the sun hides; you surround me from above
I've longed to hear the low rumble of your voice
You've been absent too long;
The weather of my dreams.

Do you see me? Will you come for me?
Or is it a mirage I see before me?

"g"ODS

You call her the weather; your smile
The most beautiful words strung to distract
A pained and an unrested mind.
You watch her eyes sparkle with dreams
Lighting up as a dead candle,
Forming through fire.
You allow her to deepen her bow
Widen her porcelain smile,
And release her arms wide open,
Before you cut her; leave her bleeding
Another wound, another scar.

But she is your weather, your smile
Your sunshine;
Your natural disaster.
Careful.

The Oohs and Ahhs

Curtains unveils minds never at ease
Turning pictures; illusion's reflections
Draped in costumes of fairy tales;
Fairy wands, and glass shoes.
Cherry lips smile in perfection,
As rabbits hopped behind the running clock
in a daze, to an audience of none.
Cheerful voices inside;
Ceaseless emotions taking stage
Staring back; dark eyes in red and gold,
Powder lingers as dust on an enchanted warfare
Between the curtains and life.
Dances stayed in rhythmic echoes
Losing grip on gravity,
More laughter, more tears, more applause;
More lights.

The Rainbow Cycle

She peeps through violet eyes,
lost in sparkles of liquid, she lies in crumpled bliss
As he leaves her behind.
Her visions returns her to the rosy hues;
Shades of Indigo in her looking glass
As she lay amongst the flowers,
Petals softly by her side.
The blues of the ocean, so deep and so vast
Reaching towards the sky in great volumes
Hauntings of paradise in far away lands.
Creepers of green entangles in the mind
She remembers the emeralds of old
Laid upon her breast; a burden not forgotten.
Yellow sunshine in her face
as she runs with arms wide open
Sunflower fields guarding her despair.
She watches the sun sets
Each setting sun dims the day
She does not remember how to rise
As the sky turns red.
She trembles in her painted lips.
Danger awaits; love in disguise.