Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Rock me to Sleep

Rock me to Sleep, before the wind blows in
And the spring flowers bloom to all their glory,
Before the sun shines through the leaves and
Lovers walk arm in arm down the brooke,
Before your smile fades away and tears dry up,
Before the sun rays touch your cheeks
And the dew drop and the petal,
Before you lose that twinkle in your eyes,
Lose the long gone memories,
Moments spent threading each dream.
Rock me to Sleep and have time standing still,
With a picture of you in my mind,
A face, now covered in wrinkles,
Yet elegant and innocent as ever before.
30th Jan 2006

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Etched on Paper

You are a
Dancing in the
Misty rain;

A child
Filled with laughter,
Jingles, chocolates
And a sparkle in the eye;

A mother
With hands,
Soft and eyes,

A song
Sung in spring,
By the river
And over the hills;

A guitar strum,
Filling the heart with
Sweet memories of

Your laughter still
Tinkers in the hallways,
Your hum still
Echoes around.

The quick glances
And those ready smiles,
You glow everywhere
You go.

Words that flow from
The heart…
And I can still hear
You smiling.

--- Remembering Novera Deepita