To kiss your lips again…

Oh what I would give to kiss your lips again

and to feel the safety net of your arms around me

I am like a bee that hides under the skirt of the flowers

just to keep smelling its sweet scented essence.



Stars may face in the day light but you know they are still in the sky

always the just in the background of the luminous sunshine.

I may be overshadowed by some chaotic moments in life…but i am

always going to be here.

Just as the stars in the sky.

Rain hasn’t come along in quite sometime

making the secret garden bare and barren

quite thirsty for moisture that will somehow

lead to a sweet rupture of velvety petals

waiting for raindrops and dewdrops.

photo by justme62


When did you say “always is too soon”

When did a flower learned to bloom

I think when the timing is right

then we will be alright

for today I can only say

the clock is ticking but I am not budging.


Siren blaring in the distance

too late to be up too soon to get up

restless mind running hundred miles a minute

with sluggish attempt to get out of bed

felt like a million years of dread

from last night till dawn.

Sunny sky

I watched the clouds sashaying above like a canopy

made of cotton candy…August will saunter in, in a few days

and butterflies will have a great party in the sunny August afternoon.

I can see the riverbanks from here and I know the trout are

having a fun time swimming in the cool summer water.

I can see everything beautiful the only thing missing

is kissing you under the sunny sky.