My silent reverie...

Sitting in the dead of the night
I stumble
I fumble
I realize
The source of the light.

The light that has been a guide
in the dark
to find me
amidst the rubble
when in pain, I did hide.

Those arms
that have always been
that have always seen
that have hugged me unseen
Overlooked , have been his charms.

Pure unconditional solace
in the sun
in the rain
in the dead of solitary nights
Giving me strength to walk straight all those days.

The kiss.
Oh it took me knocking
on heavens door
and back with his soul tangled up in mine
Time after Time,we did kiss.

Miles apart
I sit
Tears flowing down
the eyes only he loves to kiss
He has taken over in some magical way, my heart.

You have been
You are
You will be
My guardian angel
My only truth, unseen...

She found me

Dedicated to the time Nay found me - Christmas eve, 2009
 
I saw her arrive
uncalled for
unexpected
as the rush comes
making me alive.

Cracked through my wall
behind which there hid
parched lips,
wings resting,
from a fall.

In silence
she came.
Her being
painting
a divine, presence.

I was
caught
in her radiation.
Basking
under a sun now brighter,
I was.

Wrapped
tight
her words
pervade
my senses
Time Stopped.

Undressing me
from piles of
sweaters
I felt chokingly
insulated in,
making me f r e e

Setting Fire
on my dreams
of a love
effortless,
getting us higher.

Nay,
would be it
if perfection
had a name.
She is the flame,making me her Ray...

Innocence

Innocence.
She was born in
a golden cradle, with love
that saw no circumference.

Unassuming,she did live
in a life with no fear
or pain,not even the foresight
that sins of her blood she would forgive.

Innocence.
Visuals of lies woven
into a piece of dark art
she saw with a microscopic lens.

Her name,she did not ask for it, she was no loon
true to her name she was, as natural as breathing
remained untouched even when the naked truth
stared her in the eye. Was it a bane or a boon?

Innocence.
She survived many long years
of treason and battles...armourless
with an invisible shield of faith, a divine presence.

At times of turmoil
a force unseen
but not unfelt,would be there to guide
to sift sands from soil.

Innocence.
Slowly started to lose touch
not only with the divine,but herself
She was an unknown,in her own presence.

Innocence.
Shattered one day like a window pane
during the turbulence of it all...
they called out her name in vain..Oh! Innocence!

Innocence.
No she has not succumbed, she is immortal
Faith who is long gone, will show up someday
Untouched but in pieces she waits, to be woven into her essence

An Angel's flight. . .

Walking down the road
less traveled
I found a trail.
Feathers from wings
of a being divine,
who hailed from a heavenly abode.

Those feathers spoke.
of souls it had given shelter
on stormy nights
and burning days
its strands began to crumble
and into my hands, a halo broke.

Stripped into nothingness
by the material world
she fought against natures forces.
And she gave herself away
to a dark alley, she was light
and to her the sinners eyes did confess.

To fly, was the cause for her creation
not solitary like birds do
but taking with her , souls in need
to heights unreachable
fighting her way through the skies
she gave them, liberation.

She shed her wings in this forest of fear
unable to escape the creatures of the night
Why do you cry now at the sight of these wings?
when you were blinded by its existence during your flight?
Your demons have not killed her will
it rained when she shed a tear.

Sans wings this angel took flight
Oh world, you have done some good alright
Her body here has turned to dust
But her soul is gold, itl never rust
To heights that are close to the Eternal's clasp
She flew away, tonight...