oh pearly white equine
sweet pegasus from land of dreams
here to show me beyond dreams
the pathway to land divine.
Where sweet golden moon shine
faeries dance holding arm
moon gets drunk by their charm
mermaids swim up to sing a song
nymphs rhythm their lyres with song
soul gets drunk from sight divine
sharmishtha basu
6.1.11
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Showing posts with label fairies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fairies. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Moon and ocean
waves reach up
eagerly
to touch
glowing moon
she smiles
scatters garlands
of fragrant foam
waves pick them up
to decorate themselves.
Earth stops breathing
Winds hush up
mermaids come up
to see them play
fairies fly down
to meet them there
together they watch
the playing moon and sea.
http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/07/18/moon-2/
sharmishtha basu
18.07.10
eagerly
to touch
glowing moon
she smiles
scatters garlands
of fragrant foam
waves pick them up
to decorate themselves.
Earth stops breathing
Winds hush up
mermaids come up
to see them play
fairies fly down
to meet them there
together they watch
the playing moon and sea.
http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/07/18/moon-2/
sharmishtha basu
18.07.10
funky fairytale
A demon loved an angel
To the limit of insanity
They are not for each other
This much he knew for sure
He knew she will walk away
The moment he shows himself
So he donned a mask
Conned her into loving him.
But what could he do to himself
Soon the mask started to peel
The angel left him
When the mask fell of his face.
First she was angry and bitter
Then he realized his helplessness
His heart was forcing him
To hound her to force her to him.
The demon got furious
Believed her a traitor
He called her names, taunted her
She asked him to change himself
He refused said her love was fake
tried to make her jealous, bitter
hit her from every angle, corner
she reminded him she was an angel.
To have an angel in his arms
He will have to be one
A simple truth that can’t be undone
Oil and water can’t mingle
Black and white can’t embrace
To mingle with each other
They have to be same
Or sacrifice himself in absolute sense.
To the limit of insanity
They are not for each other
This much he knew for sure
He knew she will walk away
The moment he shows himself
So he donned a mask
Conned her into loving him.
But what could he do to himself
Soon the mask started to peel
The angel left him
When the mask fell of his face.
First she was angry and bitter
Then he realized his helplessness
His heart was forcing him
To hound her to force her to him.
The demon got furious
Believed her a traitor
He called her names, taunted her
She asked him to change himself
He refused said her love was fake
tried to make her jealous, bitter
hit her from every angle, corner
she reminded him she was an angel.
To have an angel in his arms
He will have to be one
A simple truth that can’t be undone
Oil and water can’t mingle
Black and white can’t embrace
To mingle with each other
They have to be same
Or sacrifice himself in absolute sense.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
cherub
He sits on a white cloud
His mauve robe waving
In the night breeze
A palette of multiple colours
Lies eagerly beside him
He paints the petals
Red, blue, orange, white
To his wildest fancy
To his deepest imagination
Then he scatters them down
The forest fairies wait below
They scoop up all of them
Then they go out and play
Decorating trees, shrubs, bushes
With those rainbow flowers.
Moon and cherub go to sleep
Sun and earth awakes
Beauty and splendour awaits
To greet them in the dawn
The rainbow spread on earth.
http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/06/30/the-cherub/
sharmishtha basu
His mauve robe waving
In the night breeze
A palette of multiple colours
Lies eagerly beside him
He paints the petals
Red, blue, orange, white
To his wildest fancy
To his deepest imagination
Then he scatters them down
The forest fairies wait below
They scoop up all of them
Then they go out and play
Decorating trees, shrubs, bushes
With those rainbow flowers.
Moon and cherub go to sleep
Sun and earth awakes
Beauty and splendour awaits
To greet them in the dawn
The rainbow spread on earth.
http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/06/30/the-cherub/
sharmishtha basu
Fairy tale
The ivory white pages
Colourful drawings
A dragon bellowing fire
A fairy waking up flowers
A beautiful princess sleeping
In her bed of gold and silver
Waiting for her prince
To come and wake her up.
Taking me to a journey
In the land of endless dreams
Where cherubs are my playmates
Fairies are my guiding angels
I play in the garden of paradise
Till I get exhausted
Sweet sleep overtakes
My tired eyelids.
http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/06/30/fairy-tale/
sharmishtha basu
Colourful drawings
A dragon bellowing fire
A fairy waking up flowers
A beautiful princess sleeping
In her bed of gold and silver
Waiting for her prince
To come and wake her up.
Taking me to a journey
In the land of endless dreams
Where cherubs are my playmates
Fairies are my guiding angels
I play in the garden of paradise
Till I get exhausted
Sweet sleep overtakes
My tired eyelids.
http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/06/30/fairy-tale/
sharmishtha basu
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