Drop of water

A drop of water from the well of my being …..

  From the well of being, bucket of water was filled, and pulled up into my conscious mind. I sat there looking at the surface, ripples appearing and disappearing at periphery making many images on the surface of my mind.

I saw many faces so familiar to me, as if they are living and breathing inside me. 

I am not sure if they were me or not, but i can hear them talking to me. 

each has a story to tell, and I am part of their story. and they are all part of my story. 

some times our eyes meet and we just stare at each other, not knowing what to say or how to say, but eyes can read the silence and so can heart . So I am hoping you are able to read me, even though i don’t say much .

AK

Hate

I know your hate for me has creeped up the walls of your heart

but if there is any wall that is available

let me know, so I cut that creepy vine 

and plant something more appealing there 

Aks

Tainted Memories

Winding vine

Of morning glory

Trying to grasp as it climb

Holding on to my train of thoughts

getting lost

among the neurons

Only the shadow remains

Just few seeds

to start a new

AK

Broken Dream

As I was drifting into sleep, I heard a knock

” I am your dream, let me in “

I wanted to get up but couldn’t

It entered silently anyway, standing next to my bed,

it reached out to me .

Embracing me, held my hand, and pulled me up

we began to sing and dance

to the beat of our heart and rhythm of our breath

Drinking and laughing all night long

remembering the fun times we had

Moon got brighter

and stars twinkled endlessly watching us

Suddenly, alarm woke me up

I opened my eyes

realizing , its time to start the same daily routine

As I stood up

I felt the intense pain under my feet

I looked down

and there they were

Pieces of my broken dream

AK~

Tea Party

Preparing for the tea party, taking out the good china, that fragrant tea I ordered last week, pouring the hot water, taking the pastries out, finger sandwiches , decorating table, placing everything exactly where it belongs.

A guest will come, that unknown stranger, I know, my 6th sense tells me so

Waiting ………

Knock on the door , silence ….

Knock again …. but I am afraid to open the door

afraid to let someone come in , what if ? ? so many questions

afraid to open the door of my heart

afraid to have it broken

I can’t ….

but I want to

clock is ticking …. I peak outside

I see someone sitting on stairs, facing the other way

finally I open the door, that person turns around with a smile , get up, steps in

Close the door behind

Capturing my heartbeat

and

I let go handing over the key

Ak

My Love

My love?
what can I tell you about my Love
Beloved’s beautiful smile brings peace to hearts, Just one loving glance makes the cherry blossoms dance with ecstasy, Soft whispers gathers Nightingales around, moon comes down to kiss her face, and stars look forward to cover her hair…

Aks

[Feb 2012]

Feb 5, 2012

They are the prisoners of my being
longing to come out for so long
they scream, they yell, they knock
for years, they have been trying
suffocating, crying, slowly dying
no one knows, their veiling
they are the words, and meaning
of that Love i have been hiding
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
but you will never know
as my words are locked in
behind bars in my heart

Ak

Unforgettable encounter

The sweetness

The softness

Like the red rose petals

Tender, gentle, velvety

The touch

Oh the fragrance

The warmth of your breath

Awakens the memory

Of you and me

Together

For eons of time

Holding hands

Travelling

Always in Love

I know your scent

I can recognize you

In every time period

No matter in what shape and size

No matter in what role

You and Me

Two beats in ONE heart

Fog

My heart use to be a place full of sunny days, where countless fragrant colored flowers bloomed all year long , butterflies’s heaven it was. Some days were cloudy as well, but clear as crystal , I could see for miles, those lush green mountains surrounding the valley that carried the sparkling blue water in its lap. A place where I could go and stay for as long as I wanted, full of clean fresh air, filled with oxygen .

My heart is now all foggy, it has the strange smell of mystery now, I can’t see too far, at night it gets even more dark. I am sure, someone else lives there now, I can hear the sobing, but since I can’t see , I don’t know who is that. At times it pulls me in, but I try not to stay for too long. Since you have departed and left me here on earth, my heart has become a hunted place.

~ Ak

Ghost trough trees in mysterious forest with fog on Halloween

Addicted to you

You

Like a

Sweet Nectar

Causing

Ecstasy

Pleasing

My senses

Addiction so strong

Leading to

Life threatening

Withdrawal

AK ~

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