Wednesday, June 20, 2007


To you I wrote all my songs of life and of love
To you I sent my sequestered why’s
To you I sang of this and of that
Old scars peeled off, loves never had
Childhood prattle and wear-a-mask tales
Twinkledust, makebelieve


In your eyes I saw the immense skies
Rainbows and dreams and the kiss of wet sand
Sunswept coral and wind scorched lands
Church steeples that sprung out of nowhere
My happy head on the line, the stargazer’s nays
furious gales and the gasp of a midnight dream
Twinkledust, makebelieve


My envy at shimmering dewdrops, the bustle of rain
The glimmer in a peepal, silver sighs, why it shakes
a butterfly trembled in a barbed wire web
tiny swirls, duststorms, a starlit desert sky
an eyelash takes wing, before its wished on
Twinkledust, makebelieve


(Shiv- changed it.)

9 comments:

Prerona said...

hmmmmm.

austere said...

amma!

mystic rose said...

lucky one. the 'you'.

beautiful!

austere said...

jagged words tumble-spin/
an abyss, void/
its screech ricochets/
twinkledust, makebelieve.


ty, mystic.

Anonymous said...

Why that harsh ending to the last stanza when the beginning of it is sooo idyllic ... jolts a bit....

austere said...

shiv- thats a perceptive comment. let me see now.

Anonymous said...

Hmmm... i don't know if you were following Driftwood. I don't know where she is now .. i remebered the one she wrote for her ma..called dulcet tunes..driftwood.blogdrive is now extinct.Now ur ending sounds soft like the rest of it

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