Home Of The LonelyPoet

The snow fell in the town and through I drove,
The fire inside the engine kept the body warm,
The passers-by slow and steady and all smiled,
Oh’, what wonderful gladness in the air spread.

I looked up and all around and I felt the same,
Like all who went by, glad for reasons unknown,
Though in my mind always a sweet smile I kept,
That gave reasons to be glad even in darker times.

That smile also fills all my dreams and to me speak,
Newness of love she felt even in her darker days,
Somewhere in her depths all through her life she felt,
Unknown lover who found new ways to love her more.

Still a deeply rooted chill like the winter, in my heart I felt,
The winter that may forever stay snowing with no sight,
Of any color-filled spring in my remaining living days,
Unless smile in my dream I see become the only reality.

Such thoughts carried me to my home in emptiness waited,
No thoughts, no dreams, still the darkness in mind I erased,
With a new image in my heart from memories, I drew,
An image in perfection loved me more and more every second.

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How many times did I tell you a tale of our happy times?
Then quietly I watched you in gestures and expressions,
Showing the happiness deep in your soul and heart, felt,
How many more times I be happy to watch your happiness.

Then the mirage vapored into thin air and alone I sat,
The air tried hard to fill my mind in disappointment felt,,
Solo life has its merits of talking out loud the pains,
And through my monologue, heard a theme of untold love.

Days I passed with many, many mirages and untold stories,
They came like witches from another world and whispered,
Ah’, all filled with my love for one soul here on Earth,
Love for her grew as every sunset and sunrise into history gone.

One day I sat in the mockery of my own lost love and monologue,
And then I stopped and gathered one by one the stories I told,
I paced to and fro and again I thought about all that came to my mind,
Then I stopped my monologue and storytelling at that time and space,

For all that I said is from a time way ahead of this point of time,
Each day we defined our love in new ways and love each other more,
In new ways we each other found to make each other smile,
The air cleared, the sun shined bright, love from her filled my soul.

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Wandering questions once in a while in my mind found,
An oasis in which they rest and recuperate new meanings,
Of romance and find a new path unknown to my soul,
Those paths I venture not as none shown a way to your soul.

The distractors, Ah’, they come costumed in colors sparkling,
Half naked, Oh’, they auction their God-given grace,
Then there are those who protest without any grace,
Searching for their souls back in the past of life they sold to devil.

The scavengers, Ah’, they come well-trimmed, well-built in style,
None knows much about these descendants of the fallen Angels,
They aim not in the pleasures of life, they destroy the glow of souls,
And those souls join those who protest without any grace.

The true lover smiled and wakes up his undeterred soul,
He writes his soul in verses that imaged love in his lady’s image,
The crowds of descendants of fallen Angels and protesters grew,
And lost in there somewhere the image of his love.

His voice he himself heard not as in the wild celebrations,
Lost his wonderful verses and alone into polar-vortex he walked,
The rights and wrong doesn’t matter anymore to his soul,
As all he felt was the dance of teardrops in his eyes.

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The narrow lanes and small houses painted a picture,
None can forget as even in mid-winter children played,
Out in yards, uncaring about the swirling winds,
Ah’, how wonderful life is for these innocense days.

I dragged my soul away from that sight of salvation,
As the greatest lie to every conscience told was about a place,
Where life becomes perfect through good on good and no bad,
Ah’, the good I know disappeared in a mirage with mocking laughs.

Daylight became a riff for a hard-rock song that played,
In the back of mind as life screamed in hypothetical agony,
Ah’, a seeker of peace of mind my dreams evolved to,
In it saved are shattered pieces of good and bad of my romance.

When sleep slowly gnaws through my conscious mind,
There is a dream out there, orphaned and abandoned in cold,
Bare naked as a vagabond passed from mind to mind,
All looked up and down, knowing well, what meanings of him unfold.

Day’s music stopped and night played a starry dance,
The vagabond became a resident of Lilliput,
As every mind knowingly shrunk him as a romantic song he sang,
Oh’, I wished my sleep were darkness filled but lucky I am not.

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The day grew warm as Sun gained his strength lost to the night,
Yet another day I thought but the air well balanced stood,
The aroma of pleasance all-around a silhouette drew,
The very essence of souls, Ah’, dipped in the colors of the day.

My garden slept fast under the blanket winter well-woven gifted,
Icicles wept like a lover who lost his love in this world and next,
Yawned and straightened my bones when duties undone my sleep,
I looked in the mirror and saw a smiling friend, lover, and poet.

I smiled when in sadness I am lost, smiled when frustrations rocked,
I smiled when happiness I gave, I smiled when gladness eluded,
All gathered memories as lessons in later times I used as,
Nothing can outlast the smiles of mine which forever will remain.

No unlovely eyes around to watch my morning rituals dance,
What I forget to gain memory I dance and laugh at my own form,
The cold in the house after heating disturbed by my screams and,
My smiles warmed the house as at her face I looked again and again.

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By the lake, in mid-day, I stood and thought,
About the waking life all around even in mid-winter days,
Breaking through the sheet of ice towards me came,
A wave, eating every bit of sand and ice fattened.

Fantastic fantasies in the inwards eyes danced,
Fearless in the deadly freeze miraged,
Realities fight hard to be someone’s fantasy fulfillment,
Ah’, my reality fights hard to be my darling’s fantasy.

As the tug-of-war between realities and fantasy tightened,
Felt a frozen wave through the veins of mine and slowly spread,
Then thoughts about her warmed the wave into romantic touches,
Ah’, soul’s roots touched the ground and gathered the pulse of time.

As time swept through lives and gathered all through space,
Life became an establishment of an unheard philosophy,
Now heard in the bells that rang in honor of our love,
Love we established uncaring about time, space, and brutal realities.

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A day just passed by taking sunrise and sunset,
Into the depths of memory, O’, how will I remember?
Those chariots of daydreams bringing chalices of romance,
In it are wines of tastes from lovely blossoming lips of yours.

The very thoughts of yesterdays softened all my sorrows,
What powers dreams have over humans who see and forgets,
But my inward eyes so romantically sought those lips,
Ah’, that very thought intoxicated me beyond all hopes.

Though none cared to dream along my soul filled with love,
Those gone by years left gave melancholic rhythms to my heart,
Ah’, that music is the muse to find words for these verses,
The tunes, none shall hear, even when felt, none shall sing, I pray.

I borrowed strength from end of days of mine leaving them empty,
In serious talks I say I will outlive all that I love, learning to love new,
But no love I can muster from past, present, or future time and space,
As the day I met Little Boss past, present, and future filled with her love.

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Dragons with bright-lit red eyes from far above looked,
As they fluttered their wings over the lands and lakes,
Oh’, the fire the spit blazed the earth down below,
Ah’, myths they are, a wonderful relief for sin-filled mankind.

God walking around in countenance of men and women,
Creatures talking and acting like humans some better,
What wonderful imaginations from which these myths birthed,
Ah’, another sigh of relief when through darkness I passed.

Medusas among us lived many times and fossilized many loving hearts,
Oedipus showed among us as the face of evil many, many times,
Myths of East and West, Ah’, at times collided and many times colluded,
Hearts filled with love, Oh’, these days a mysterious myth.

True life has evolved without truth through time and space,
Loveless they make children and loveless as a curse they live.
I sat beside the frigid water still from beside the freezing river,
A love-filled face I saw, in dedication and determination loving Little Boss.

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My lips were locked on evening sun in this frozen tundra,
Dragon like clouds took fire from the twilight and spit,
But O’, the old man winter stood strong and brought,
Those drops of clouds into the unmelting snowflakes.

Silent stood my Pinetree and tired he too looked,
Stood I like a knight guarding his precious lands,
Shovels scratched all around as people made paths,
My conscience asked, “Is there a way to me they clear?”.

The cold never touched me as from deep inside I warmed,
The warmth that made the air I exhaled visible to all,
And to the air around from the bottom of my heart, I asked,
“Have you touched her face?”, with her image clearly in my mind.

I walked back home as night touched the day with his dark-lit hand,
My love for winter somedays backfires like this day but still, I smiled,
As I know the sweat I shed in these frozen days are all,
Filled with love I brewed in my heart only for my Little Boss.

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I once sat beside the sea and wondered about stars,
Ah’, that evening I laid then by the waves and watched,
Those little lucky beads scattered across heavens,
Light years away but still making my little heart pleasant.

I once sat under an old tree, way older than anything I knew,
And I listened to the wind that made her sway and sing,
Those little songs to my little heart told to find a place,
To root and branch out like and be patient with changes.

I once sat upon a hill so high, the clouds kissed me on my lips,
The hill told me many tales of lovers who sat where I sat,
Those lovers and their giggles, their little games to make each other,
Shower with gladness no matter what price they may pay.

I recently sat on my armchair and read my own writings,
Oh’, how wonderful I felt for the days that passed me by,
Someday I will hold her hands and beside a fireplace, I will sit,
And write with her a poem about the gladness of love she gave.

That day I will look back at this day and laugh at me for being sad.

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