The Poetry Marathon

Darkness does forms by the light being away,

To bring you near, Guess that’s its unique way…

Your face does resurface,

By being in darkness’s embrace…

The free flowing of the air,

Brings your feel and not the scare…

Entire grace of the moon’s surface,

Is a thing borrowed, all from your face…

Silence of the night, isn’t by the absence of noise,

Just is the language of your eyes enhancing magic of your voice…

So many memories of yours does accompanies the night,

Never feeling you are away or I am deprived..

Thou The night would vanish and the day to soon strive,

But with your memories, In the meantime, she would just live.(P.S. I Love You.. Cecelia Ahern)

Fly me to the moon, take me to some star,

Thou, I would want to just stay forever in your heart..

For love is what I’ll give and care what I’ll show,

Want to smooth your life, as water on the snow…

Fly me to the moon, take me to some star,

Want you in my eyes, letting you be as you are…

With your lips spreading smile and stature higher than height,

Want to spend rest of my life looking just into your sight…

Fly me to the moon, take me to some star,

Please forgive, if some thought might look as a scar…

With a beginning of trust and not on the swing of lie,

Even if life ends on earth, won’t ever leave you by…

That was the time of day,

When coffee aroma brew it’s way…

Out to get mixed from shelf,

For the one who liked coffee as self…

But confused was the moment,

For was the coffee or she worth the comment…

Brewed a normal one with being a bit tensed,

Thou knew the taste would enhance once it went in her hands…

Sweet did she appear,

Provoking a thought of skipping the sugar…

Wanted to give cold, out of my stock,

But surprisingly, hot was demanded by the flock…

Seeing others even she halved her cup,

Giving a shock, if coffee had a bit less of luck…

After a sip, Saved was the day,

With the gesture of her’s was right up the way…

Wished she could have taken the full of shot,

But guess the rest was left for some other time’s slot…

Never since then the coffee and its aroma remained the same,

For now her smile accompanies the coffee, sweetening the change…

Started the one when things seemed all blue,

Entered the life and moments got decided by you…

Pushing the doors, rusted and were close,

Forcing the feelings to be separated and chose…

Again to live, enjoy the life’s all new song,

Changing ways old, as all, as past and gone…

Soon to realize, probably was a passing cloud and not the illusion sky,

Changed its position and no more things looked as they were high…

The more tried to hold all near,

Less it started feeling, everything as dear…

Laughter soon vanished, and left were only tear,

Thou, tried to change the world, in vain was alone with self over here…

Wasn’t any problem, with life continuing on a pace,

All remained the same; probably Love changed its place…

Thought to still hold back with tightening the grip,

Enforcing to stay, but eventually led everything sooner to slip..

Was tough to digest, if it was towards the end,

Yet left with a last breath, to prolong or rewind memories back from the end…