How fast time flies with super wings leaving us so helpless in wheezing breaths,
Time plays its role to be here now, then gone in the memories of sweet yesterdays,
Yesterdays with all their glories, and it was just yesterday we shared the laughter,
Under the bright blue sky those dimples deepened so sweetly in every smile,
It will be engraved in my little heart, forever there it stays, the precious gift of gifts.
A group of clouds were passing by, I thought I could catch one of them for keeps,
It was among those clouds a very faint image of yours was snatched from my sight,
My knees weakened, I felt the whole world tumbling on me, crushing my soul badly,
The time had came, the sky started grieving in a black cloak cascading torrents of tears,
That was the time no power on earth could stop it for above all, there is a super power.
My mind is sleeping but I'm thinking of writing,
Will it be a limerick or end up as just a ranting,
Get up on your feet, please,
Write a word and a phrase,
That's what I tell my mind though I'm still dreaming.
A cold morning, the sun is still covered
by a dewy veil. The little birdies perch on the balcony of my room.
They had just sung me a "Good Morning" song. How nice! Our different tongues
aren’t a barrier of communication for me to understand them and they understand
me. Their presence always starts my day with a smile. Without them, my
morning isn't complete. I'd rather give up my morning tea but not these
I watch the sun rising slowly from behind
the blue mountain. It reveals itself in a soft glow of orange. For
awhile, it teases me by hiding for a minute or two behind the cottony clouds. I
savour the moment and another smile on my lips.
Sunny Sun is playful today. One minute he
flanks his brightest smile that puts a warm glow on my face. The next
minute, he disappears behind the early morning clouds. Well, after all it's
still early in the morning and he isn't in any rush to do anything that will
make him busy too soon. He still has a long day and I have mine, too.
Right now the stars are sleeping. I have
always hoped that Sunny Sun will accompany me whole day long until it's time
for him to retire at the horizon. What I dread most is when out of the
blue, it rains in midday. The sudden rain is likely to drench my heart badly. I
could see signs of gloominess lurking at the far side of the horizon. I'm trying to
shoo them away so that my good day isn't spoiled.
Now, I'm sitting alone on the cliff by the
beach. A breath-taking beauty is appeasing my eyes as far as I could see
it. Breathing in the cool evening air is like breathing the whole lot of
unique creation which I could call paradise. And that alone is so fulfilling,
at least for a heart that had been shattered and tattered.
There, Sunny Sun is about to bid me adieu.
This farewell is going to be very dramatic. The swaying palm leaves sing
melodies so soothing I could never get enough of. Ripples from the sea gently
hit the shore and ensure the soft sands are in their tender care. The sea birds
sing to each other calling it a day. The crickets start their night melody.
Sunny Sun slowly disappears at the horizon
leaving me with the breeze which gently caresses my face and whispers to me he
will be back at some other days. As the last streak of light leaves the dim orange
sky, there somewhere above me appears the first twinkle of the night.