The Storm in Beauty

Floating petals awhispers

How Soft minty hymns as feathers

The greens, the valley beyond

Beaming with rainbow arrays, so fond

Oh, enchanting chimes art thou River

 

Glowing sea colours enflaming moon beats,

Waves brushes my feet, a rythmic greet

Cold and serene

Long I yearned for such scene,

Sparkling secrets released

Away from sounds, down here we meet

 

Cast away in a rift

Thunderous roars up ahead

A crack in my bones runs swift

No, I’m not dead

Just breathe, in a blink, I shift

The Child in Me

A child, just she

Wishes be set free

From thornly grasps

Will I ride for dawn

Shall I flee?

 

The storm she rides

High up, goes the tides

It ain’t smooth

But so she soothes

As she sways by side

 

In darkness she mourned

The demons she owned

With sheer thin strikes

New veils come to sight

There she stood, Alone!