find me a God!

it's all hazy, I am lost,
Find me my island
Find me a god!
Wandering so far,
yet home I have not found
nor a roofed shed.
Sweltering in turmoil,
reality beats my face
The body requires no shade
when the heart has fled it's stay.
Wirthing from within,
tear streaks mark the days.
For whom does this shell wait?

love lost, never was

Reeks of betrayal,
of another heart broken.
The sound of a soul shattering
on the last legs of its keeper's tolerance

Just how awful must she be.
to have hurt and not repented
the damage to one so pure.
It's worse the first time 'round.

Picking up the broken pieces
trying to mend them doesn't work.
A mismatched patch, lovingly soothed...
and she is nearly whole.

gently she broods over what's past
Know that this was cruelty not
but such love as one will only see.
Such love, it could never be.

lazy lazy days

I have a love-hate relationship with my lazy lazy days. They just seems so alluring and comfortable in the midst of work chaos. So nice to kick back when you know you should be working. *secret glow of satisfaction*

But then I again when I get out of this rapt state, it hits me how much is left...But I can not regret my lovely lazy days...So wonderful to take a backseat while everyone around is buzzing with activity...

Just thinkin of it all makes me wanna switch off this comp, take a book and curl up on my swing...Its the perfect weather for all this too...rainy and splendidly cooler...

Grief

In the gusts of autumn
During blinding white winters
I can feel your summer on me
When I turn a corner
Every time I face the dark
It’s your voice that carries me

Come besides me in the pouring rain
Let me shed the tears that you had not time for
Come to me when I need you
And stay by me when I don’t

It’s hard that you must live this way
Only in memories, in the world no more

When I look into the depths of time
I see the skipped possibilities
Mocha in the sun, siestas on the lawn
All day parties by the pool side
Tell what I should do now
My life’s empty as a shell
Will I find another ocean?
Another who will claim me as their own?

busy at work ;)

It's a good thing you'd agree
I'm working, keeps me busy.
No, I won't tear your hair out
I really haven't the time.
I'm ever so busy and absolutely awash
I can't even spare a lime.
Oh! A lime you know,
So sweet and sour, tangy...
A little like me, more like you,
A lot like these conversations we're having.
Whip the cream out of the yogurt,
Put the lime in some honey,
I've really got to hurry.
Can't wait to reach
My lazy office seat
and type a lot of email slurry.

sometimes i wonder,
whats happening ahead
is it just a little traffic
or a record stuck in my head.

where am i headed?
words can never tell
whats holding up the traffic
so deep inside my head?

little whifs of breeze
charm me out of the car
a promising lilting lightness
fils the air around..

I'm off on my ownsome
a trip to the faraway
traffic happens on the road
but the destination doesn't change

scattered!

i have no clue where i'm headed...will post when i know
:)